Chapter 1170 He wants Mrs. Fu, and he also wants you
Sheng Mian breathed a sigh of relief, but in fact, neither of them had eaten much. It was too late now, and eating too much would make their stomachs upset.
Both of them only ate about ten mouthfuls before she diligently got up and started clearing away the dishes.
He put the leftovers in the refrigerator and put the bowls the two of them had eaten into the sink. Just as he pressed the detergent into his palms, a pair of hands suddenly wrapped around his waist.
As expected of Fu Yancheng, from the time she came in until now, she had only given him the word "hum" while eating. Now, while she was still washing dishes, he wanted to do that without saying a word.
Even before she could react, he had already kissed her.
"I have detergent on hand, wait, wait."
But he didn't listen.
Sheng Mian simply put the detergent directly on his suit jacket. It was not her fault, it was him who was too impatient.
She helped him take off his suit jacket and was kissed in a daze.
The next second, Fu Yancheng picked him up and walked out of the kitchen while kissing him.
Finally, she was placed on the marble dining table where the two of them had just eaten.
Sheng Mian's cheeks turned red due to stimulation, and she felt a secret sense of shame.
Fu Yancheng obviously held it in for a long time. He asked for it twice and then carried her to the master bedroom.
Sheng Mian felt like he was a piece of meat on the chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by others.
She didn't know how long it took, but she opened her eyes in a daze, only to realize that her eyes were full of mist, and she was taking a bath.
Behind him is his broad chest, and they are taking a bath together.
She tried to sit up, but her head was knocked off her head.
He continued to kiss.
Sheng Mian melted immediately, unable to generate any strength to resist.
When she woke up, she looked at the sunshine coming in from the window and knew that she would be late today.
She suddenly had a headache and quickly changed her clothes. She looked at the time and saw that it was already half past two in the afternoon. The number of text messages sent by the company's senior management had reached 99, and she couldn't read it at all.
Zhuang Wan also called her a dozen times, but Fu Yancheng silenced his cell phone and did not receive any calls.
Sheng Mian had an even worse headache. When she went out, she realized that Fu Yancheng had left very early today and had already gone to work feeling refreshed.
Now Sheng Mian got into her car with trembling legs, and even when she stepped on the accelerator, she felt her legs were numb.
She took a deep breath, arrived at the company, and dealt with a bunch of things non-stop.
When I stopped, I almost fell down on the desk again.
Zhuang Wan saw the marks deep in her neck at a glance, and was a little surprised.
Sheng Mian left the company at twelve o'clock last night. It was so late, what else did the two of them do?
Sheng Mian raised her head, rubbed her waist, and walked to the sofa next to her to sit down.
She took out her phone and felt distressed.
Fu Yancheng is too energetic, and he has rectified the Fu family internally and externally some time ago. Those small things will not be put in front of him at all. He only needs to deal with the biggest projects, and he has become idle recently.
Once he is free, he will torture her to death.
Sheng Mian felt that he almost made a flower out of him last night.
She knew he had good physical strength before, but now that they were boyfriend and girlfriend, he was even more unscrupulous.
She searched on the mobile phone page and suddenly remembered the post she had posted before, and now she posted another one.
"I want to ask, what should I do if my boyfriend is too energetic? I am really tired and can't cope with it. He is half a year younger than me. I almost fainted from the effort last night. I don't know how many times I asked him."
After posting this post, she took the coffee next to her and took a sip to refresh herself.
Zhuang Wan was sorting documents at her desk. Seeing her sad face, she asked.
"Mr. Sheng, are you worried?"
Sheng Mian did have something on her mind, but she was embarrassed to tell outsiders.