Sheng Mian was not very knowledgeable about men and women, so she didn't hear Fu Yancheng's tone, so she answered obediently.
"This is what I should do."
Fu Yancheng said nothing. He unbuttoned his shirt to prevent himself from being out of breath.
He hung up the phone directly.
Sheng Mian was a little surprised when she heard the "beep beep" sound coming from the other side. Did she say something wrong somewhere?
Fu Yancheng's temper is really unpredictable.
night.
Fu Yancheng returned to the hotel room. The floor of the room had been disinfected, but he specifically asked the cleaning staff not to make the bed.
In the past, his bed would also be disinfected.
He threw away his suit and when he entered the bedroom, he saw the slightly messy bed, and the scene from last night flashed through his mind.
Her black hair spread on the pillow, forming a sharp contrast with her fair skin.
He asked for it twice and it was not enough, so he finally pressed the person in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
The floor-to-ceiling windows could see the scenery outside. She was so scared that her whole body was shaking and she called him Mr. Fu.
In fact, this window is single-sided. He can see the bustling scene outside, but even if someone looks here with a telescope, he can't see anything.
But he deliberately didn't say it, happy to see her nervousness.
It was the ultimate, bone-deep feeling.
When his thoughts returned, Fu Yancheng's brows flashed with irritation. When he entered the bathroom to take a bath, he remembered that he trapped her in the sink and kissed her. She was wearing his shirt at the time, and her crimson face could still be seen in the bathroom mirror.
His Adam's apple rolled, so he took a cold shower.
That woman is really deadly.
Fu Yancheng wore a silk pajamas, which outlined his perfect figure, enough to give a glimpse of the explosiveness of this body.
He casually wiped his hair with a towel, and a drop of water flowed down his narrow eyebrows, paused for a few seconds on his collarbone, and then slid to his chest.
Every inch of muscle seems to be beautifully sculpted.
Hormones seem to be overflowing.
Fu Yancheng does regular strength training every week, and there is a thin layer of calluses on his fingertips, which were worn out during gun practice or shooting practice.
At this moment, he was sitting on the sofa and took a look at the documents beside him.
Ten minutes later, he threw the document away.
I went into the house and changed into a brand new suit, took the key and went out.
Sheng Mian had just finished taking a shower when she heard the property manager send her a separate message, saying that they had prepared something for the owner and asked her to pick it up from the underground garage.
In communities where land is expensive, real estate properties do have this service.
Sheng Mian put on a set of pajamas, dried her hair, and went to the underground garage.
I'm too lazy to change into formal clothes, since I'm in my own neighborhood anyway.
But there were many cars parked in the underground garage. When she walked out of this exit, she forgot to ask the real estate agent which car it was.
She took out her mobile phone and called the property management company. While waiting for the call, she looked around for vehicles.
When passing a black car, the door opened and she was pulled in.
Sheng Mian was so frightened that she almost dropped her phone on the ground.
The phone was taken away and hung up, followed by a passionate kiss.
Against the light from the underground garage, Sheng Mian saw the face clearly. It was Fu Yancheng, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
What is Fu Yancheng doing in the rose garden?
Why did the property management company notify the owner that it had prepared something?
Could it be that Fu Yancheng asked the property management company to say this?
She was a little distracted, and then she was bitten hard on the lip, and then she came back to her senses.
Her whole body was held in his arms, and her posture unconsciously changed to her sitting upright, no longer sitting sideways like last night.
Her cheeks suddenly turned red.
"Mr. Fu, why are you here?"
"Coming to have an affair with you, is it exciting?"
He asked, and when he saw that she was wearing a pajamas and skirt, he put his hand in.