He let go of the person and couldn't help but rub his temples with one hand, his head hurting terribly.
"The top floor."
Sheng Mian finally spit out these two words.
Fu Yancheng pulled her over gently and entered the elevator.
When he reached the top floor, he looked at the slightly open door and the doorknob that fell to the ground, frowning.
Kicked the door open, no one was inside.
He put Sheng Mian on the sofa and checked every room to make sure there was no one inside. Then he walked to the door and picked up the fallen doorknob.
It looked like it had been forcibly opened.
He casually pulled the shoe cabinet aside, pressed the door firmly, and then turned to look at her.
Sheng Mian was nestled on the sofa. Her shoes fell off at some point, revealing a pair of white socks.
Along the way, my socks got dirty.
He came closer, sat next to her, and took off her socks.
She probably hadn't reacted to her fear just now, so she curled up her toes and stepped back silently.
Fu Yancheng threw the socks into the trash can aside, "Is there a medical kit in the house?"
Sheng Mian nodded and silently pointed to a cabinet with his fingertips.
He went to take out the medicine box, put the needed medicines on the coffee table, checked the shelf life one by one to make sure they were still usable, and then squeezed the ointment onto his fingertips.
One hand lifted her hair, and the other smeared it on her swollen cheek.
The cold and relaxed breath that hit her instantly made Shengmian's mind feel dazed, as if an acupuncture point had been tapped.
The fingertips on the cheeks were slowly applying in circular motions.
itch.
It hurts and itches.
He seemed to have slowed down his breathing, and after applying it, he tucked her hair behind her ears.
Sheng Mian lowered her eyelashes uncomfortably and heard him ask, "Who did it?"
"He Lun."
As soon as she guessed it was He Lun, she sent the recording to the other party. Unexpectedly, he jumped into the trap.
It really taught her a lesson.
Fu Yancheng paused on his hands and frowned.
But he didn't say anything, he just exposed her forehead and started to stop the bleeding from the wound.
He was already tall, and this condescending action forced Sheng Mian to remain in his shadow.
That kind of coercion shook every cell in her body.
Fu Yancheng lifted her chin with one finger so that he could see the wound on her forehead more clearly.
Seeing that she had her eyes closed and did not dare to look at him, her eyelashes were even trembling and her fingertips were frozen.
Haven't you slept there before?
My fingertips gently polished the injured area on my forehead, but it was obvious that the taste had changed a bit.
His eyes looked at her slightly pursed lips.
Her lips are very beautiful, with a small lip bead in the middle. When she is wronged, she will purse her lips and look a little pitiful.
When he thought of her being wronged, he couldn't control his anger.
The scene in the elevator was so shocking that it was deeply reflected in the retina, reflecting the color of bleeding.
There was something hazy, and it was knocked away by the beast in an instant.
The strong wind blows endlessly from the heart lake.
"Mr. Fu, are you okay?"
Sheng Mian still had her eyes closed, but because he was lifting her chin, she had to raise it slightly.
Such an angle made her whole face seem to be illuminated. Even though she was a little embarrassed now, he was still fascinated by it.
His Adam's apple rolled and he remained silent.
His fingers were still on her forehead, so he could clearly feel that she was sweating.
If he keeps looking like this, he will get hard again.
What magic power does this woman have?
"Go take a shower, you're so dirty."
He let go of the person in disgust and sat aside.
Sheng Mian hung her head in embarrassment and quickly went to the bedroom to get a nightgown and go to the bathroom.
Fu Yancheng listened to the sound of water in the bathroom and felt his body temperature rising even more.
But he didn't forget to take out his cell phone and call Qi Shen.
"Get rid of He Lun, Jingying's He Lun, I don't want him to come out and play around again."
Qi Shen was a little surprised. Recently, Mr. Fu was cooperating with He Lun and preparing for the filming of the script. If something happened to He Lun, all the efforts made for the script at this stage would be in vain.
But he didn't say anything. The CEO must have his reasons for doing this.
The sound of water in the bathroom disappeared, and Sheng Mian walked out in pajamas.
Fu Yancheng saw that her body was covered in moisture, and he immediately thought, had he ever let her wear sexier clothes before?
But I can't remember it.
He looked away and asked, "Do you have a bath towel?"
Sheng Mian pointed to the bathroom and nodded.
Fu Yancheng also entered the bathroom immediately.
When I came out, I saw Sheng Mian sitting on the sofa, well behaved.
He wiped his hair and sat over, "Are you really scared?"
It's rare to see her like this, she seems to have lost her soul, she is quiet and well-behaved.
His heart softened, and he suddenly felt that He Lun really deserved to die.
He didn't understand what was going on, but now he wanted to go there and deal with the person himself.