But here in Shengmian, the sandstorm continued without stopping.
After sitting on the chair for a while, she felt sleepy.
Fu Yancheng checked her knee injury and found that she was recovering well. "Tonight, we can only stay here for one night. When we came here, the road there was landslide. We can't go back for the time being. Only the sandstorm has stopped. The county road inspectors
Only by restoring the road can we go back."
The big stone lies in the middle, and one person cannot push it away.
Sheng Mian was a little confused, how did Fu Yancheng know about the landslide?
But she didn't ask.
Once the two of them stopped talking, they always felt that the atmosphere was strange, especially in such weather, living together in this shelter-like house.
Fu Yancheng has a mysophobia and is not used to dusty clothes.
In just one minute, Sheng Mian saw him frown several times.
She quickly went to the bathroom. Fortunately, although the bathroom here was narrow, the hot water was still available.
"Mr. Fu, please take a shower first. I'll wash your clothes in the sink. I saw a hair dryer there. It dries shirts very quickly."
Fu Yancheng didn't say anything, but he did see the hair dryer.
He also took off his suit and put his fingertips on the buttons of his shirt.
As the buttons were unbuttoned one by one, Sheng Mian saw his excellent figure and couldn't help but take a second look until the clothes were covering his head, and his voice contained a hint of smile.
"Hold your saliva."
Then he entered the bathroom and handed over his pants.
Shengmian saw the man's four -corner trousers, and his cheeks were red. He quickly walked to the pool and rubbed his clothes and pants with his hands.
She saw that Fu Yancheng couldn't come out, and she wanted to come too much about sand, so she had been using water to rush her body.
She glanced at the bed again.
I can only stop here tonight. I don't know if Fu Yancheng can sleep. With his cleanliness, it is estimated that he would rather sit on the chair for one night.
She remembered that Fu Yancheng just drove his own car. Maybe his car had a small blanket or the like.
It's just that the dust outside is storm, and I don't know when it will turn the car.
Sheng Mian gritted her teeth and opened the door.
The moment she opened the door, she felt like she was almost sucked out.
Holding Fu Yancheng's car keys firmly in his hand, he approached the car step by step.
I ate a few more mouthfuls of sand and almost suffocated.
Finally walked into the car.
There are many things in Fu Yancheng's cars. After all, they are all prepared, and even have clothes.
She was relieved, took everything, opened the door and returned to the house.
Although it was only one hundred meters, it felt so long after a century.
As soon as the door was closed, Fu Yancheng opened the bathroom door and came out, naked.
Sheng Mian instantly threw a pair of pants over.
"President Fu, put on it quickly."
Fu Yancheng returned from the outside when she saw her, and the breath on her body was cold. "Are you crazy?"
Shengmian paved the blankets on the bed, and even covered the pillows.
"I know you have a cleanliness, just this time you will be this. This is the blanket in your own car, very clean."
Fu Yancheng didn't speak anymore, put on her pants.
Is she going to be him?
My heart suddenly felt a little numb.
He walked to the bed and sat down, saw her go to the pool again, and washed the shirts, suit, and trousers that he took off.
I don't know why, but Fu Yancheng, such a strong man, felt uncomfortable when he saw her holding her boxer briefs.
She looked away, but the sound of the hair dryer sounded, and he couldn't help but continue to look at her.
Her expression was very serious at the moment. She didn't know where she got a clothes hanger from, and tied it with a thread to act as a clothesline. She hung all the clothes on it and was drying them little by little.
After drying for two hours, her hands were a little sore before she put down the hair dryer.
After her clothes were dry, she entered the bathroom. Fu Yancheng said to her: "Wear my shirt."
She didn't bring any clothes herself.
There were spare clothes in his car, and she had helped to get them, but she had nothing.
Thinking of this, Fu Yancheng's heart softened even more.
Does she really like him?
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