Sheng Mian only kissed him once, and soon he became the guest, as domineering as ever.
She was carried to the window sill, behind which was an open window and scattered snowflakes without any cover.
A chill rushed into her body, but the room in front of her was boiling hot. In such a world of ice and fire, Fu Yancheng hugged her tightly.
"Penny, let's just say it."
Sheng Mian's eyes were full of ripples. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly accelerated his speed, causing strong winds and waves.
And all she can do is cling to people with all her strength.
That kind of stimulation conquers every cell in the body.
Fu Yancheng kept doing it endlessly, and it was already early morning when she was put on the bed.
He thought she was asleep, so he went to the balcony to make a phone call.
Sheng Mian opened her eyes and felt that her whole body was soaked in hot springs, sore and soft.
She got up and heard his voice coming from the balcony, wondering who he was talking to.
I opened the quilt and heard his voice coming from the balcony door.
"I'll definitely stop playing when I get tired of it, but I'm not tired of it yet."
Sheng Mian stiffened and slowly lay down again.
The soreness in my body suddenly turned into a bone-deep pain, but I also knew that this was normal.
She looked at the ceiling and closed her eyes when she heard the balcony door being pushed open.
Fu Yancheng smoked outside and did not lie down next to her immediately. Instead, he went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and made sure that he no longer smelled like cigarettes, then slowly lay back on the bed.
The caller was the old man. I don’t know who said a few words in front of the old man. Originally, the old man didn’t care about these things, but he still came to ask him if he had a regular woman outside.
If the old man knew about Sheng Mian's existence, the consequences would be disastrous.
So he said that he wasn't tired of playing with her yet. The implication was that he didn't like her and would not develop a relationship into marriage.
As expected, the old man scolded him a few times and stopped caring.
Fu Yancheng was lying on his side and couldn't help but stretched out his fingertips and tapped the tip of Shengmian's nose.
He kept thinking, had he really been belittling and slandering her before?
How could he give up such a beautiful doll?
He retracted his hand, held the person in his arms, and fell asleep.
At six o'clock in the morning, Sheng Mian touched the edge of the bed and wanted to get out of bed.
She didn't sleep all night last night, but she figured it out.
Fu Yancheng wants her body, and she wants the rights in his hands. This is fair.
This man is a born businessman and has seen through this a long time ago, so he will definitely help her before he gets tired of her body.
In this case, she doesn't need to be polite.
Just as he was about to get out of bed, Fu Yancheng's hand stretched out from the side.
"It's Saturday, sleep a little longer."
"Mr. Fu, I have something to do today."
Fu Yancheng opened his eyes, saw the marks on her fair skin, and his Adam's apple rolled.
Sheng Mian knew what he wanted to do at a glance, and quickly pulled up the quilt.
A trace of danger flashed in his eyes, "Penny, open the quilt, I want to see."
Sheng Mian took a deep breath and simply opened the quilt.
The marks spread from her neck to the instep of her feet. As she breathed, her skin turned pink, indicating she was angry.
Fu Yancheng hugged the person back as if he were holding a piece of warm jade.
His eyes were full of satisfaction, and the tip of his nose was filled with the scent of her body.
"You are not allowed to have this kind of relationship with others in the future."
He didn't want to worry about what happened in the past, but he couldn't let other men touch her in the future.
Sheng Mian was still on the bed, suppressed by his aura, unable to move.
He coaxed again: "Other men don't care whether a woman is comfortable or not."
Although Fu Yancheng was not gentle to her, he must have started it on the premise of making her feel comfortable.
After he knew which method Sheng Mian liked, she was very satisfied with these two consecutive times.
He was naturally very satisfied.
Probably because of his verbal stimulation, Sheng Mian himself became loyal to his desires.
Being held by him like this at this moment, my eyes looking at him were a little blurry.
This was the look Fu Yancheng wanted to see. He leaned closer and asked her, "Where do you want to be kissed?"
Sheng Mian's bones softened instantly, but she still pushed the male goblin away immediately.