He took the shower head from the side, soaked her hair, let her lean on his chest, and then washed her hair.
Sheng Mian was so tired that she couldn't even open her eyelids. When she passed out, she wanted to cut him into pieces. Now that she was asleep, she couldn't see his tenderness.
Fu Yancheng had never served anyone like this before and was not very good at it. When squeezing in the shampoo, he squeezed it several times and started to rub it gently on her hair.
The shampoo foamed quickly, and he controlled his strength so as not to hurt anyone.
I continued massaging for almost half an hour, and after making sure it was clean, I took the nozzle and rinsed away the foam.
Sheng Mian kept lying on his chest and slept soundly.
After washing her, Fu Yancheng picked her up and placed her on a stool nearby.
She slept so deeply that she couldn't help but slide down on the stool.
He had no choice but to sit on the stool, let her sleep in his arms, and use a hair dryer to blow her hair.
No matter how good the hair dryer is, it is noisy.
When I was sleeping comfortably, I always felt something "buzzing" in my ears.
"Quarrel."
Her voice was already hoarse, so she fiddled with it impatiently.
When Fu Yancheng was abroad, he went to bed with his hair wet and his head hurt for two days.
So seeing that Sheng Mian didn't want to dry her hair, he frowned and said, "Don't move."
As expected, Sheng Mian stopped moving and fell asleep again in his arms.
Although she had a short haircut, it had many strands and was smooth. Fu Yancheng took about twenty minutes to blow-dry it.
After carrying her into the bedroom, he checked her lower body again to make sure she was not injured, and then pulled the quilt aside to cover her.
When he finished all this, it was already eight o'clock in the morning, long past the time for him to go to the company.
Wen Sihe happened to also call.
"As soon as Penny left last night, you followed suit. I heard someone said that the box at the corner of the corridor rang for four hours."
Fu Yancheng's face and eyes were full of satisfaction at this moment, and he said one word to him, "Get out."
Inexplicably, Wen Sihe felt that his mood was much better.
"If you really like someone, don't abuse them. Women have to be coaxed."
"dislike."
Fu Yancheng answered quickly.
Wen Sihe knew that he was tough-tongued, and this was the first time he had been tough-tongued. He was really tough-tongued when it came to feelings.
"Don't like how you can do that in the private room? If someone had told me in the past that Fu Yancheng, who is not a womanizer, would drag women around and have sex in the private room, I would not believe it."
“I’m not tired of it.”
"Yes, yes, I wasn't tired of it, so I went to eat the same bowl of food as others."
Fu Yancheng hung up the phone and put out the cigarette between his fingers.
Then Qi Shen called again and cautiously asked him why he didn't go to the company yet.
Fu Yancheng, a workaholic like him, missed work today.
I haven't had sex with her in over a week.
It's a bit uncontrolled in doing it.
"Bring the documents to the hotel, I'll handle them here today."
Qi Shen quickly sent the documents to the hotel.
When he arrived, Fu Yancheng had already taken a shower and changed into a suit.
Qi Shen had an intuition that there was someone in the bedroom.
But he didn't ask, but brought the gift left in the office.
Fu Yancheng took it, thinking that he would be able to give it to her when she woke up later.
Qi Shen put the documents on the table aside and left with understanding.
Fu Yancheng worked until dusk when he heard sounds coming from inside and knew she was awake.
Shengmian did wake up at this moment. He glanced at the familiar ceiling and knew where he was.
Four more times.
She was counting in her mind, wishing that he could finish it quickly within a week, so that she would no longer have to flatter him.
She shook her legs and got out of bed, raised her eyes and saw the man standing at the door.
He was wearing a black suit, and now he no longer looked as strong and brutal as last night, but had returned to his unattainable posture.
Fu Yancheng approached and put the gift next to her.
But he couldn't think of any good words, only two words: cold.
"Send it to you."
Sheng Mian did not open it and refused, "Thank you, I don't want it."
Didn't even look at it.
Fu Yancheng felt like he was being stabbed in the heart, but he didn't know what it meant, and his face was dark.
"Open it first and take a look."
The salesperson said that this was the most expensive one in the store, and it was really beautiful.
It suits her very well.
This kind of bracelet is usually taken to jewelry exhibitions.
Sheng Mian just got out of bed, got dressed quietly, and did not answer his words.