Interstellar baby care letter

Chapter 357 Wen Yin and Fu Rui ([-])

late at night.

The neon lights in the first district illuminate the whole district, and the beauty of the bustling city is dyed with charming colors in the night.

Dark Venerable Clubhouse.

There are all kinds of people in and out of luxury cars.

In front of the clubhouse, a pure white car parked, opened the door, and a little girl got out of the car.

She wore strappy sandals, a knee-length pleated skirt, and a bright yellow shirt on her upper body.

When the wind blows, the pleated skirt flutters like a winter jasmine, swaying in the dark.

Walking into the clubhouse unimpeded, the dancing lights on the first floor dyed the whole clubhouse in an erotic and blurred color.

The girl walked in, her innocent and well-behaved temperament was incompatible with the whole hall.

Many people noticed it, but they turned their heads after just one glance.

That girl, tsk.

My heart belongs.

The girl didn't use all the ladders and went straight to the second floor.

The second floor is covered with a beige floor, which is as cold as porcelain. When it is hit by the bright lights in the corridor, it glows with crystal light, showing a noble atmosphere everywhere.

She seemed to be very familiar with this place, so she got off the light ladder and walked directly to the innermost box in the corridor.

Biting her lips, a smile appeared on her delicate face like a winter jasmine, she bent her fingers, and knocked on the door.

"Tuk Tuk Tuk."

With a slight force, the sound that came out was extremely clear to the ears of everyone in the box.

After a few seconds, the box door was opened.

It was a young man with a cropped head. He was stunned when he saw the girl, and then he laughed, "It's Miss Wen."

Wen Yin nodded and asked, "Is he there?"

Hang Qian knew who she was asking and nodded, "Here, Miss Wen, come in."

A smile appeared on Wen Yin's face immediately, and she walked into the box.

The box is very large, with a black leather sofa on the far right, flurry of dancing lights, and loud music that hurts the eardrums.

She squinted her eyes, even though she had been here many times, she was still not used to the environment here.

"Come, come, come, you've lost."

"How about a kiss, haha."

"Hang Qianren, if it weren't for him, I would definitely win this game."

The man's dissatisfied murmurs were mixed with the piercing music, and occasionally a few female voices were mixed in.

Wen Yin walked in, and on the marble table in the middle of the box, several men gathered together, the dice and wooden horse cards in front of them were mixed together, very messy and noisy.

There were also a few men sitting on the leather sofa, their collars were messy and their clothes were wrinkled, their legs were crossed, and they were holding beautiful women with protruding fronts and backs in their arms.

Occasionally, funny jokes come out, which makes people think about it.

Sensing someone approaching, they thought it was Hang Qian who went out to open the door, turned around, and the teasing smile on his face hadn't dissipated before they saw Wen Yin's tender little face.

Suddenly, the smile on his face froze, "Miss Wen, you are here."

After the words fell, the man in the red shirt at the corner of the sofa raised his head.

Fragmented black hair on the front of the forehead, with a handful of gorgeous red hair mixed in, it doesn't look rustic, but has a flamboyant beauty. There are two blue earrings on the right ear, peach eyes, and thin lips that are bigger than a woman's lips. But also bright red.

When he saw Wen Yin, he frowned, "Why are you here?"

The rest curled their lips.

Miss Wen, a good girl, can come here because of you.

Wen Yin laughed, walked to Fu Rui and sat down, softly said: "Brother Fu Rui, I bought peach blossom wine today."

Fury hummed and leaned on the sofa, "That's all?"

Lazy words came, with carelessness.

Wen Yin is his young fiancee, who is eight years younger, and she has been clinging to him since she was a child.

But he was a dissolute man by nature, and he never liked being clinged to. When he was a child, he had a crush on this soft little girl, but now he is very annoying.

Some people control him, cling to him, and he feels uncomfortable.

"Yes."

Wen Yin didn't care about Fu Rui's attitude, she smiled sweetly, and chattered a lot: "Peach blossom wine is a wine brewed from peach blossoms. A liquid that people often drink, with a sweet taste..."

Wen Yin is a very polite girl, she doesn't talk much at ordinary times, she just likes to cling to Fu Rui, and when she comes to Fu Rui, her sweet words are like beads, endless.

That's what bothered Fury about her.

Hearing her endless talk, she frowned, "Well, I see."

Wen Yin stopped talking and looked at Fury's face.

The broken hair on his forehead blocked his eyes, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but she just knew that Fury was upset.

Cherry Pink's lips pursed, Wen Yin was a little annoyed.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't talk so much.

"You said peach blossom wine is sold by Nanshu?"

"Yeah!" Wen Yin's frustrated and annoyed face immediately turned into a smiling face, "Brother Fu Rui, you know Nanshu too."

Fury nodded.

Can you not know?

The person Lu Xuan puts on top of his heart.

Fury recalled the childish things that Lu Xuan did when he and them got together last time, pursed his lips, and laughed softly.

Wen Yin was even happier. She took out the jade pot of wine from the star pavilion, wrapped the red ribbon around her fingertips, and slipped it in front of Fu Rui, "Brother Fu Rui, I also know Nan Shu. This is peach blossom wine. I heard it is Nan Shu. Made."

The beautiful packaging of the jade pot of alcohol has been removed by Wen Yin. There is only a thin red ribbon wrapped around the girl's fair fingertips. It is so beautiful. Fu Rui's eyes paused on the white fingertips, and then fell on the jade pot. on wine.

Ice color, light pink wine, reflecting the cold white tone in the dimly dancing box.

Wen Yin laughed, "Brother Fu Rui, isn't the peach blossom wine pretty?"

She knew Fury's likes and dislikes.

She loves flamboyant Hong the most, with an unruly and loose personality, and likes beautiful things.

Fury hummed, "It's really pretty."

Wen Yin smiled happily, put the jug on the small table in front of him, took out a glazed glass, and poured it [-]% full without asking him.

The glass cup is filled with peach-pink wine, with a peach petal attached to it, with a slight shake, the wine in the glass will sway, the peach petals will stretch, and a clear aroma will come.

The color is delicious and fragrant.

Fury's lazy body sat up slightly.

The man opposite sniffed the scent of wine in the air, and teased, "It smells good, Miss Wen really thinks about Fredge for every good thing."

Wen Yin smiled politely at him, her little face flushed red.

Fury bent down, hooked his fingers longer than a woman, and took the glass cup in his hand.

Smell the aroma of the wine and take a sip.

There is a bit of sweetness in the clearness, and at the same time, there is a slight sense of stimulation. After swallowing, the fragrance will remain in the mouth and teeth, and the aftertaste will be endless.

Fury was surprised.

Head up and drink.

This time the excitement was heavier, and Fury laughed happily.

Wen Yin looked up at him, happy to see that he was satisfied.

On the opposite side, Yu Le embraced a beautiful woman. Seeing that Fu Rui was drinking happily, he let go of the person in his arms and stretched his neck to look, "Hey, Brother Fu Rui, give me a taste."

He hadn't seen anything like this before.

Fury glanced at him, "I want to drink and buy it myself."

Yu Le pouted, "We're all brothers, what's the matter with taking a sip?"

Fury ignored him, poured himself a glass, looked at the owner of the wine, and asked, "Drink?"

(End of this chapter)