Chapter Seventy-Eight: Let's Go
After signing the agreement with the last person who came to the interview, it was dark outside.
Before they could walk out of the café door, they saw as if a white mist had suddenly risen outside.
The heavy rain poured down in an instant, and in just a few seconds, the ground, which had just been steaming with a heat wave, was instantly wet with rain.
glanced at Feng Lu beside him, and the two laughed helplessly.
And just like that, the two went back to their seats and started chatting.
However, in the process of chatting, Feng Lu looked at An Wen more times unconsciously.
Looking at the freshly dressed, neat face, tall and handsome in front of him, especially the broad shoulders, Feng Lu felt that a trace of cool spring water seemed to emerge from the bottom of his long-dry heart.
Just when Feng Lu's eyes slowly changed, An Wen found that the rain outside that had just leaked out of the sky had weakened a lot.
He was ready to beckon Feng Lu to leave quickly, after all, if he didn't go back when the rain was light now, he didn't know what time it would be before the rain would stop completely.
No, I just saw a glimmer of light in the sky, and in an instant, it was instantly crushed by the heavier dark clouds behind.
Feng Lu was also instantly awakened after hearing An Wen's greeting.
As soon as he remembered his somewhat embarrassing performance just now, a seductive flush instantly surged up his face.
And he has been paying attention to the stability of the situation outside, but he didn't notice the change in Feng Lu's face at all.
In the end, with the assistance of the waiter's umbrella, An Wencheng and Feng Lu came to the car.
Although the waiter in the café helped hold the umbrella, An Wen and Feng Lu's bodies were still drenched a lot by the rain that became heavier again.
An is wearing a white cotton T-shirt, so even if it gets wet, you can't see anything.
However, Feng Lu's situation was a little not good, after the silk white chiffon top was wet by the rain, the light-colored clothes worn inside leaked out instantly.
Now the two of them are sitting alone in the car in the rain, and there seems to be a special feeling in the air.
Finding that the situation was not much, he quickly asked Feng Lu's address, and then slowly started the car and left the door of the coffee shop.
But fortunately, the community where Feng Lu lived was not far from the coffee shop, and An Wen sent her to the basement of the community before the atmosphere in the car changed.
The moment Feng Lu got out of the car, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.
An stability is because he was almost emotionally aroused by the perfume and the atmosphere.
And Feng Lu sighed because he couldn't leave the other side just now.
Just after Feng Lu saw the stable car leave the garage, she turned around and walked into the elevator and returned home.
The moment she walked in the door, a caring voice sounded.
"Lulu is back? It's raining so hard outside, isn't it? ”
I saw a middle-aged woman who looked to be in her forties walking over, holding a child who was only one or two years old at most.
"Well, I didn't get it, have you eaten it with Dad?"
Feng Lu's mother said a little strangely when she saw that her body was wet from the rain.
"Didn't you drive out, why are you getting wet like this?"
"Oh yo~ Lao Feng, come and take my son away, I'll cook a bowl of ginger soup for Lulu."
As he spoke, he turned around and walked towards the living room with the child in his arms.
Feng Lu hurriedly stopped her nervous mother, but unexpectedly, Feng Lu's mother's next words instantly knocked her good mood just now.
"It doesn't matter if you catch a cold, what if you infect Xiaobao at that time, isn't it, Xiaobao."
Looking at their deep mother-son relationship, Feng Lu instantly felt as if she had eaten something.
rushed all the way back to the room, and then stopped going out, even if Feng Lu's father called her out for dinner, she didn't come out.
"I won't go out, the province will infect your precious son!"
Hearing her say this, Feng Xiuwen also sighed, returned to the living room and looked at his wife who was still holding her son in her arms, and couldn't help complaining.
"What did you say you just said those things for! Now that Lulu is skipping dinner again. ”
"Feng Xiuwen! I risked my life to think that after you Feng family stayed, I gave birth to a son for you when I was so old, and you are treating me like this now? ”
“......”
Listening to the endless quarrels, comforts and cries that began outside again, Feng Lu only felt so tired.
Looking at the rental information on the mobile phone, and then at the savings in his bank card, Feng Lu called the phone on the mobile phone.
"Hey, Sister Wang."
"What's wrong, Lulu? Got it thought about? ”
"Well, that's it, but can you discuss it with the landlord, can you not pay once a year, or half a year?"
"It's all a minor problem, I know the landlord very well, I'll help you get it."
"Well, thank you, Sister Wang."
"Lulu, you're too polite, then I'll go and communicate with the owner, hang up first."
"Well, bye-bye."
After hanging up the phone, Feng Lu took out her mobile phone again, looked at the few photos she secretly took with her face in the café, and the smile returned to her face.
......
After sending Feng Lu home, An Wen did not go back directly, but called Zhao Zixi.
When he learned that she and her best friend were not at home these days, he didn't ask where they went, so he hung up the phone directly.
Looking at the row of contacts on his phone, An Wen unexpectedly found that he didn't have any good places to go at this time.
You can't just go home and be salted fish now, can you? How can this be a bit of a god's style.
So, he opened the phone's address book and kept scrolling down until he found a familiar phone.
Thinking about the video I saw on TT in the afternoon, a lewd smile suddenly appeared on my face.
Just dialed it and didn't ring a few times, and the phone was picked up by the other end.
"Hey! Sand sculptures! ”
"Son, where are you now?"
"Where else can I be, at home."
"Open the door! It's on your doorstep! ”
"You fart, if you are in front of my house, I will slam my head to the ground!"
"Really, I'm really here, you don't believe it."
"Can I trust you?"
"Really, I really don't lie to you! Hurry up and open the door, and when your wife finds out, how can we go out. ”
"Hey? Where to go! ”
"Grass, come and open the door! I'm really on your doorstep. ”
"Damn, you're really here?"
"Nonsense, why am I lying to you!"
"Wait a minute, you don't say it in advance!"
"Well, hurry up, it's hot!"
......
"Stupid! What about you? ”
"It's almost there, you wait for me at the door for a while."
"How long will it take?"
"It's been more than 3 hours, I'm already on the way."
"Damn! Silly X!!! ”
With a roar, Sun Zifeng hung up the phone.
After the voice was hung up, An Wen called and talked to Li Jing for a while, and then followed the navigation and drove towards the nearest highway intersection.
Just when Sun Zifeng swore that he would never believe in the dog of Anwen again.
A message was sent, and when I clicked on it, it was still a video.
The content is that after opening the toll booth at the highway intersection, follow the guidance in the direction of Jinling.
As soon as An Wen sent the video over, he immediately received a reply.
"Damn, you're really here? Why come here so late? ”
Because he was driving, An Wen sent a voice message directly.
"I haven't seen you for so long, why don't you get high?"
"There's nothing wrong with hey, but it's too late, what time are you there?"
"At 9 o'clock at most, isn't the nightlife just beginning?"
"Damn, of course you can say that if you are single, I don't want to accompany my wife and children?"
Hearing Sun Zifeng's words, An Wen fell into deep thought.
Yes, everyone is married and has wives and children, how can they still go to the waves like themselves?
As if he had figured it out, An Wen spoke.
"Your son has been taken back to your mother-in-law's house by your wife, which wife and child are you with?"
Sun Zifeng was instantly shocked by his words, and he didn't say anything for a while.
"Hey! Feed! ”
"I'll go, how do you know?"
Listening to Sun Zifeng's shocked voice on the mobile phone, he couldn't help laughing.
Sun Zifeng was even more puzzled when he heard his laughter, his wife had just taken her son back to her parents' house in the afternoon to escape the summer, and she didn't post any circle of friends, how could he know that his wife and children were not at home.
"Don't guess, didn't you see the short video your wife just posted in the afternoon?"
Now that he finally knew the reason, Sun Zifeng turned his head and scolded.
"You're a grandson!"
"No, no, no, you're the real grandson."
"Damn, waste my feelings, what's the project at night?"
"You ask me? You, Mr. Sun, are Jinling Yiba, what project is not up to you? ”
"Sand sculpture, it's raining today, drive slowly on the road, and wait until you arrive at night."
“O**K! Driving, hung up. ”
As for being played by An Wen just now, Sun Zifeng has long forgotten about this stubble.
Suddenly remembering something, Sun Zifeng ran into the bedroom and took out a bank card from behind the wedding photo.
Holding this bank card, Sun Zifeng couldn't help but kiss him, his wife is not at home these days, and he can spend it as much as he wants!
Just when he was excitedly about to find out the previous WeChat account on his mobile phone, he suddenly had an idea.
After a while, a picture of soaked instant noodles appeared in Sun Zifeng's circle of friends.
At the same time, Sun Zifeng also added a text to this picture.
"My wife took the children back to escape the summer, leaving me alone in this lonely home, wife, I miss you so much."
Not long after the circle of friends was sent, Sun Zifeng received a transfer of 1,000 yuan from his wife, and there was also a voice.
"Sun Tzufeng! You quickly deleted the circle of friends! You just sent it to my parents! ”
The moment Sun Zifeng saw the transfer, he immediately clicked to confirm the receipt and replied.
"I received my wife, you are so good to me, I really don't mean anything else but to think about your cooking."
Then Sun Zifeng received a voice, and the tone was obviously different from the previous one.
"My husband has suffered you, and I will compensate you well when I go back in a few days!" This was followed by a loving emoji.
Listening to the voice sent, especially the three words of compensation at the end, Sun Zifeng instantly felt his hairs stand on end.
"Alas~ After all, I carried everything alone."