During the day, he had just put on a posture of rejecting people thousands of miles away, and now he suddenly dismissed other people and booked the entire restaurant.
Unable to figure out what he was thinking, she walked over slowly.
After sitting down, she heard him ask, "Xie Feng said you were married?"
Fu Yancheng's friends only knew that he and his wife were divorced, but because they didn't know that Sheng Mian was his wife, Penny's identity was still a married woman to Xie Feng.
"I am divorced."
Fu Yancheng raised his eyebrows, "Why the divorce?"
"Mr. Fu, this has nothing to do with you. I really have to leave."
When she finished saying this, her eyes fell on somewhere in Fu Yancheng, and when she saw the scene there, her eyes seemed to be burned.
Can this person be in heat anytime, anywhere?!
Fu Yancheng didn't cover up, and looked her up and down again.
"I want you to be my secretary, there are no other conditions."
Sheng Mian froze, of course there were conditions.
It was all talk but no action, but Fu Yancheng wanted to kiss her and she couldn't refuse.
Fu Yancheng is a businessman, and businessmen cannot afford to be early without profit.
When I woke up, I found that this secretary didn't know me well enough and had no training. Then I still kept people by my side. Wasn't it just Tuse?
He lowered his eyelashes, his eyes already stained red with desire.
"How long have you been a secretary?"
Sheng Mian's silence had already given him the answer. It must be conditional, and this condition was related to men and women.
It's not convenient for her to say.
Sure enough, she got this position through her body.
"There's still about a month and a half left."
As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Yancheng had already grabbed her and sat in his arms.
Sheng Mian felt uncomfortable and wanted to get up, but he grabbed her waist and pushed her down.
"Mr. Fu, I'm still on my menstrual period, and as we said, we can't do it. This is not part of our deal."
Fu Yancheng is very good at grasping the key points. If he can't do something, he can kiss.
"How much salary did I give you before?"
Sheng Mian didn't say anything, just looked at the camera in the restaurant.
Pushed someone.
Fu Yancheng grabbed the man and got directly into his car outside.
As soon as he sat down, he grabbed Sheng Mian's hand and pressed it on a certain part of his body.
"It seems that the amount I gave you before was good, otherwise you wouldn't have stayed."
After all, it was a private environment inside the car, and Sheng Mian breathed a sigh of relief.
Fu Yancheng grabbed her hand.
When this guy wanted to have sex with her before, he never gave her a chance to say no.
Now in this closed space, she looked at the pedestrians coming and going outside, hearing his suppressed hum in her ears.
Her whole body started to feel hot.
Fu Yancheng was so tall that he could almost wrap her in his arms.
Sheng Mian already felt that the space was cramped, and now she was even more out of breath.
She didn't understand why he was still so easily emotional despite being injured and losing his memory.
Half an hour later, she curled her fingers uncomfortably, causing him to lay on her neck again and snort.
Sheng Mian blushed a little, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her forehead.
After a long while, he said: "Say a few words."
Sheng Mian's answer was stiff.
"say what?"
"Say a few dirty words."
Sheng Mian's cheeks suddenly turned completely red. She had never played like this before.
She wanted to distance the two of them, but Fu Yancheng still held her.
She opened her mouth, but no words came out.
Fu Yancheng suddenly raised his head and stared at her, "Have you never played before?"
So what do they play?
He was not impressed, but he couldn't help but like her shy expression at the moment.
It seems that whether he has amnesia or not, his aesthetics have not changed.
