Sheng Mian hurriedly tried to get up, but was pushed back by him.
Her fingertips brushed through his hair, which was still wet. It must have come out of the shower without blow-drying.
Sheng Mian had also just finished taking a shower, but her hair was completely dry and draped behind her shoulders, revealing a small face as big as a palm.
She finally came back to her senses, why did Fu Yancheng let the real estate agent say that.
Because she was considered married to Fu Yancheng, and he was sure that she and Xu Lue were together, so in his mind, Xu Lue was at home.
He called people to the underground garage, and it was just as he said, it was an affair.
It's not late at night, it's only nine o'clock, and neighbors may show up at any time.
Sheng Mian was a little uncomfortable. Just when she was about to say something, he pressed the back of her head and kissed her forcefully.
She was kissed until she was breathless, struggled for a while, heard her cell phone ringing, and quickly went to get it.
What a coincidence, the call happened to be from Xu Lue.
Xu Lue was also ordered by Li Rui. Li Rui had the same worries as him. He was worried that Fu Yancheng would be unhappy about the cufflinks incident last time. He also knew that Xu Lue had a good relationship with Sheng Mian, so he ordered Xu Lue to find Sheng Mian.
We made an appointment to have dinner together and made Sheng Mian happy when the time came.
As Fu Yancheng's designer, she would naturally say a few nice words in front of Fu Yancheng.
These are the twists and turns in the workplace.
Sheng Mian was already nervous, and was so stimulated by the ringtone that she wanted to stop.
But a slender hand held her cell phone and turned it off directly.
The carriage became quiet, and each other's breath filled the cramped space.
"Mr. Fu, do you want to be here for the third time?"
She asked uncertainly, her tone trembling.
"What, are you afraid that your husband will find out?"
Fu Yancheng was sitting with his hands on her waist, feeling that she was afraid.
His breath sank and he grabbed her chin.
Smiling lightly, "There's nothing you can do about it, just bear with it."
Sheng Mian was really afraid, but she was afraid of being tortured to death by Fu Yancheng.
When she was about to go to bed after taking a shower at night, she was still glad that Fu Yancheng didn't let her go there tonight.
I never thought he would come.
He still smells like shower gel.
Looking at Fu Yancheng's face up close, one would always feel amazed, not to mention that right now, there was a touch of red at the end of his eyes, like a poisonous demon flower.
If it were any other woman, she would definitely be ecstatic if a man like Fu Yancheng came to sleep with her in a stimulating place like an underground garage.
But what Shengmian was thinking was, could she still get out of this car tonight?
Her hesitation and fear angered Fu Yancheng.
By the time she came to her senses, she was already slightly bowing down due to physical discomfort.
Fu Yancheng's slender hands gently stroked her back.
"Relax."
Sheng Mian was so afraid of being discovered that she simply buried her head in his neck.
Fu Yancheng controlled her waist, and when he looked up at her, he looked well-dressed and glamorous.
Sheng Mian felt that the oxygen in this space had become thin.
"Mr. Fu..."
She shouted. She wanted to say something, but her tone was broken.
Sheng Mian really couldn't get out of the car.
On the way, she even saw Lin Jing's car passing by. The window of that car was open, so she saw Lin Jing at a glance.
She was so frightened that she hugged Fu Yancheng tightly.
Heart beating wildly.
When I woke up, it was Fu Yancheng's hotel room again, and it was already the evening of the next day.
She only felt that her voice was hoarse and her head was dizzy. It was obvious that she had been tortured too hard and had a fever.