Sheng Mian lay down with him, her whole body still tense.
She didn't know that Fu Yancheng was asleep until she heard the sound of slight breathing in her ears.
His hands were always holding her tightly, his chin rubbed her shoulder, and he slept soundly.
Sheng Mian looked at the scenery outside the floor-to-ceiling window and the vast expanses of sunshine, her heart felt sour.
Fu Yancheng is a very bad person. He really has a bad temper and gets angry at every turn.
He is also very indifferent to outsiders, but he is easy to make people soft-hearted.
Especially when he is defenseless in front of you, it is even more heart-wrenching.
Sheng Mian stopped talking and closed her eyes quietly.
She stayed up all night last night because she was worried about the marks on her body. Now that she felt his breath, she felt at ease.
The two hugged each other on the double sofa and fell asleep.
Zhuang Wan entered the office midway and saw that Sheng Mian was not there, so he knew that she should have gone to rest, and the door to the lounge was still ajar.
Zhuang Wan put the documents in her hands on the table and was about to open the rest door and call Sheng Mian.
Because it has been two hours now, I have to process the afternoon documents.
But through the crack in the open door, she saw the man holding the woman tightly in his arms.
There was a thin blanket draped over the two of them, and Sheng Mian looked small and small in front of him, as if she was completely enveloped by her.
Zhuang Wan immediately took back what she was about to say. She quickly closed the door completely and left the office.
When someone came to see Sheng Mian in the afternoon, all she said was, "Mr. Sheng is not feeling well. If you have anything to do, we can talk about it tomorrow."
So I slept peacefully until eight o'clock in the evening.
When everyone on the top floor was almost gone, she slowly woke up.
But Fu Yancheng hadn't woken up yet and was still holding her tightly in his arms.
She felt extremely relieved, how wonderful it would be if he never let go.
The sky outside has turned dark, and the neon lights light up the entire city.
There were no lights on in the room, and with the help of the light outside, it was enough to see the expressions on each other's faces.
She pushed the person and shouted twice, but Fu Yancheng pulled her down and began to take off her clothes in the darkness.
When you’ve had enough sleep, it’s time to eat.
Sheng Mian was helpless and had no choice but to let him go.
Fu Yancheng was full of energy and visited the lounge twice. Finally, he carried her to the office outside and placed her on his desk.
Both of their bodies were steaming, and his voice was a little hoarse, "I haven't tried this place yet."
Before Sheng Mian could answer anything, she was almost knocked out.
It wasn't until four o'clock in the morning that he put her clothes on and turned on the light in the room.
Sheng Mian's whole body froze, and the fingers that were buttoning the last button began to tremble.
The lights in the room were bright, and the two of them had just finished their lovemaking, but Fu Yancheng was so impatient this time that they didn't leave many traces, so as long as he looked at her, he would definitely find something on her body.
Sheng Mian lowered his head to button the button, but because he was too panicked, he could not button it.
Fu Yancheng came over and helped her button the last button, and then saw a drop of crystal falling on the back of his hand.
He raised his face in confusion.
"What's wrong? Are you uncomfortable? Or does it hurt?"
Sheng Mian shook his head, and the large marks on his neck were instantly exposed.
Fu Yancheng came closer and looked at these traces carefully.
Just when Sheng Mian thought he was going to say something unpleasant, she heard him ask, "Did I try so hard?"
His fingertips lightly touched these marks, and then he lowered his head and kissed them.
"I won't stay next time."
Sheng Mian looked at him in disbelief, but saw that his expression was serious.
For a moment, she felt that Fu Yancheng was really blind.
Could he not know if it was a trace left by himself?
But then, she felt sad. Maybe this person was just a fool who didn't understand anything emotionally.
Maybe he really thought these marks were left by himself.
Sheng Mian escaped and breathed a sigh of relief.
Fu Yancheng had already pulled her up, and when he saw her legs were weak and turned to one side, he quickly hugged her.
Nestled in his arms, I heard him say: "Wen Sihe said you went to the hotel to stay for two nights?"
She froze. She was not good at lying, especially lying about this kind of thing.
When he carried the person to the passenger seat of the car, his tone was calm.
"I occasionally stay in hotels in the imperial capital. I really don't know what the fuss is about."
Sheng Mian didn't say anything, he had already found the perfect excuse for her.