Fu Yancheng's heart moved, and he slowly moved closer, wanting to kiss her lips.
But she tilted her head, and the kiss that should have fallen on her red lips fell on her cheek.
"Mr. Fu, I haven't brushed my teeth yet."
Shengmian is a master at destroying the atmosphere.
In one word, all the charms will be scattered away.
Fu Yancheng stared at her carefully.
She was worried that he would see through her little trick, so she didn't dare to look at him.
After a long while, she asked, "Do you have any clothes?"
Fu Yancheng opened the cabinet on the side, took a shirt of his and threw it to her.
"Put it on."
Sheng Mian breathed a sigh of relief and quickly put on his shirt.
Fu Yancheng was very tall, about 1.88 meters tall. Sheng Mian was wearing his shirt, which just covered his buttocks.
But she came here in a hurry last night, and except for the two sets of clothes she bought at that store, she didn't bring any of her own.
In addition, after taking a shower, the clothes have become wet, and now there is nothing to wear underneath, so I can only put them in neutral position.
Women don't like this feeling and feel insecure.
"Go wash up."
He turned sideways and kissed her earlobe, like a lover's whisper.
Sheng Mian was actually not used to being so close to him.
To be precise, she had never been so intimate with anyone before, and she felt a little uncomfortable.
Moreover, her appearance is cool, but her skin easily turns pink under stimulation and is extremely sensitive.
She got up and went to wash up, wearing Fu Yancheng's shirt.
Fu Yancheng looked at her. He had never thought that his rigid shirt would be worn in such a style.
Swaying.
Sheng Mian came to the bathroom and saw that the clothes she had taken off were still in the dirty clothes basket nearby. She quickly found a bag and put it on, tied the bag tightly, and planned to take it back for washing.
After doing all this, she took the toothbrush prepared by the hotel next door, brushed her teeth, and then washed her face.
As soon as I wiped my face clean with a face towel, a man's face appeared in the mirror.
He stepped forward, trapped her here, grabbed her chin, and forced her to turn her head to kiss him.
Such a cramped environment, such a strong atmosphere.
Sheng Mian's body couldn't stop shaking.
He lifted up the shirt she was wearing.
Sheng Mian's pupils shrank, and her face turned red and white.
All she had on her body was this shirt!
Fortunately, the waiter rang the doorbell at this time.
Fu Yancheng let go, slowly put down her shirt, and even tidied it up.
Sheng Mian's heart was beating wildly, her head was drooped, and the tips of her ears were red.
He seemed very happy and wiped the corners of her mouth with his fingertips.
"Let's go out to eat."
Sheng Mian's hand was holding the wash basin behind her. Faced with this kind of thing, it was impossible not to be nervous.
"Okay, thank you, Mr. Fu."
When I walked out of the bathroom, the dining cart was already in the house.
Sheng Mian was so hungry that she was just about to take out the dishes when the door was rang again and Xiao Chuqing's voice came from outside.
"Yancheng, are you still there?"
When Xiao Chuqing came up, she happened to meet the waiter who came to deliver the food. She came up because she knew there was someone here.
Fu Yancheng also came out of the bathroom at this moment and tidied himself up.
At this moment, when he saw Sheng Mian standing in front of the dining car, he was so frightened that he lost his mind.
Sheng Mian was indeed quite confused. If this door was opened by Xiao Chuqing, then she would have been caught and raped in bed.
There will be endless trouble in the future.
"Mr. Fu..."
She shouted softly and curled her fingertips uneasily.
This kind of deal with Fu Yancheng is inherently shady, so the less people know about it, the better.
Just as Fu Yancheng was about to speak, Xiao Chuqing's voice came again.
"Yancheng, I asked the lobby manager for my arrival card. I'm coming in."
Sheng Mian was so frightened that she almost subconsciously walked towards the bedroom.
At the same time, Xiao Chuqing opened the door.
The window in the house was open, but she still smelled a faint fragrance, which was not like Fu Yancheng's liking.
"Yancheng."
She shouted, but her eyes were on the dining car suspiciously.
