Fu Yancheng received two sticks and saw that he was still coughing, so he immediately patted him on the back.
"You have to take care of yourself."
Fu Chong froze, slammed his crutch on the ground, sighed, "Get out, get out."
He had been angry too many times tonight, and now he was just about to faint.
Fu Yancheng was about to leave, but the old man poked his back with his crutch.
"If you can investigate your brother's affairs, just investigate. If you can't, forget it. The most important thing is always the living person. Both your mother and your grandmother have biased hearts."
Fu Yancheng nodded and repeated it again.
"Grandpa, you should pay more attention to your body."
"Why did I let you marry Mianmian? She doesn't have those messy thoughts. Once she has a marriage bond with you, she will be really special to you. You must always have someone by your side."
Otherwise, he would not feel at ease even if he died.
Fu Yancheng frowned, knowing that the old man was a bit like explaining the funeral arrangements.
"Grandpa, I have to find someone I like."
"Then does she like you?"
Fu Chong originally just asked casually, but saw Fu Yancheng was silent.
After a long while, he said: "I don't know what liking is yet. No one has taught me since I was a child, right?"
What I learned from Bai Qiu is madness.
What I learned from Fu Song was paranoia.
What he learned from the army was how to survive. No one had ever taught him what it meant to like.
Fu Chong immediately said nothing and only waved his hand.
When Fu Yancheng returned to the car, Sheng Mian quietly stepped on the accelerator.
The atmosphere in the carriage was a bit delicate. He took out a cigarette and wanted to smoke it. Thinking of her being around, he put the cigarette back.
"penny."
At this moment, we happened to encounter a traffic light. Sheng Mian agreed and turned to look at him.
He asked, "What do you think of my personality?"
At this moment, I no longer feel as lonely as when I just came out of the old house, and I lightly support the window frame with one elbow.
If you are strong, domineering, and not gentle to women, you will be punished.
This is what Sheng Mian wanted to say, but if she said it, she would be bitten viciously later.
"Mr. Fu is very good."
Fu Yancheng knew that she didn't mean what she said. This woman seemed obedient, but she was actually very stubborn at heart.
"Really? Where's the best place?"
"Rich and good-looking."
These are the two most obvious advantages, but what else?
She couldn't think of it at the moment, so she pretended to drive seriously.
When she arrived at the hotel, she parked the car and pressed the up button for Fu Yancheng.
Fu Yancheng pulled him in and said, "What are you doing in a hurry to go back? There is no husband waiting at home now."
Sheng Mian fell directly into his arms and saw him pressing the room floor.
"Make my bed, and you have to work overtime with me later. Do you think a secretary's job is so easy?"
When he arrived in the room, he took off his suit, hung it directly on the coat rack nearby, and told her.
"Someone will come to collect the clothes later, remember to give them to him."
Sheng Mian nodded and saw him entering the bathroom blocked by frosted glass.
After a while, the suit pants were also handed out.
His beautiful hands were still full of water stains, and as the door opened, water mist spread out from inside.
Just as Sheng Mian was about to take it, she heard him ask, "Can agarwood touch water?"
Sheng Mian really didn't know, so she quickly checked it on her mobile phone.
"Mr. Fu, we can't."
So Fu Yancheng handed over the bracelet again.
Sheng Mian took it, folded the suit and trousers, put them in his pocket, and wiped the water mist on the surface of the handle with a tissue.
Ten minutes later, there was a knock on the door, and she handed her bag out.
As soon as the door closed, Fu Yancheng shouted from inside the room, "Go and take out my clean pajamas from the bedroom closet."
She quickly went to the bedroom, opened the closet, and found that his cabinet was very neat. Someone should tidy it up every day. There were several sets of nightgowns, all made of fine fabrics.
She took a black set and knocked on the bathroom door.
As soon as the door opened, she handed her clothes in, but the next second, the man's wrist grabbed her hand and pulled her in.
The hot water came from behind, and she couldn't see the scene in front of her clearly for a while. She only felt that it was filled with mist.
Then someone kissed her lips, and because of the long-lasting hot water surge, the bathroom mirror was covered with a layer of mist.
She was pressed against the wall unable to move, hot water was even poured on her head, and her lips and tongue were being chased. Under such an environment, she felt that her heart was beating unbearably.
When she was almost out of breath, Fu Yancheng let her go.
Sheng Mian opened her eyes and saw his angular face, with his hair pulled back casually, revealing his handsome eyebrows.
"If you don't get out, I will fuck you."
Sheng Mian's hands shook and he immediately walked out, but he added, "Get another set of pajamas."
Because her hand was still tightly holding the set she was about to hand to him, it was already wet by now.