Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu wants to spoil me

Chapter 1201 Actions are always more touching than words

When she returned to the room, she saw that Fu Yancheng was still putting on his shoes.

Even though the slippers were right by his feet, he couldn't put them on, and finally put them on backwards, and wanted to go to the bathroom and take a shower with her.

Sheng Mian directly cuffed his wrists, and the other end of the handcuffs was on the side of the bed.

"You have a good rest, I'll come out after taking a shower."

Fu Yancheng sat back on the bed again, and when he saw what was in his wrist, his eyes lit up for a moment.

"Mianmian, I like to play this."

Sheng Mian: "."

Sao things.

She cursed in her heart, and immediately took her clothes to take a shower.

Now he doesn't have to worry about getting hurt if he walks around the room drunk.

After a quick shower, she took a hair dryer and dried her hair.

Fu Yancheng was sitting on the head of the bed, staring at her without blinking.

Sheng Mian dried her hair and walked over to uncuff him.

"Crack."

The moment the handcuffs were undone, he rolled over and pushed her down, eager to unbutton her.

But he was too drunk tonight, and he couldn't get over it.

Sheng Mian grabbed his hand and coaxed him twice, "Go to sleep, I'm so sleepy."

Fu Yancheng suddenly became obedient, rolled off her body, hugged her in his arms, and fell asleep within a minute.

He hasn't slept well recently, he suffers from insomnia most of the time, and there is a blue spot on his eyelid.

Sheng Mian couldn't fall asleep, took his mobile phone to observe the public opinion on the Internet, and was relieved after confirming that the company was fine.

His clear and shallow breathing came from his ears, and Xie Feng's words came to his mind again.

All he wants is your attitude.

Even if it is a lie, he is willing to believe it.

She turned sideways and carefully described the face in front of her with her eyes.

Fu Yancheng's eyelashes were drooping, and the sharpness was much less after falling asleep.

Sheng Mian looked at it, her heart softened completely.

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The next morning, after she woke up, she turned on the computer to process a few emails, and then ordered the chef downstairs to prepare a stomach-warming soup for Fu Yancheng.

She went to the studio to paint, and found that the paint had already been prepared here.

Everything from drawing paper, drawing boards, to brushes.

She even saw the painting of Fu Yancheng in the rose garden.

This painting has been kept in the rose garden by her, and she almost forgot about it.

Now the painting is properly framed and placed in the most conspicuous place in the studio.

She suddenly understood what Xie Feng said.

Fu Yancheng's actions are always more touching than his words.

When Fu Yancheng woke up, he only felt a headache, and the tip of his nose smelled the fragrance that belonged to Sheng Mian.

Turning to look over, there was no one around.

His eyes flickered, he got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.

But when I squeezed the toothpaste, I found a new toothbrush next to it.

He has seen it, it is Shengmian.

With a pause in his hand, his breathing became short of breath in an instant.

My mind was a little confused, and I couldn't remember what happened last night.

Did he go to Shanxiao to steal Shengmian's toothbrush after he was drunk?

Coming out of the bathroom, he saw a computer and a mobile phone on the table beside the bed.

That was Shengmian's phone.

His eyelashes trembled, he opened the door, and went to his study first.

she is not here.

He went to the living room downstairs and looked around again, but still saw no one.

Until he came to the studio and saw her painting in the morning light.

Her hair had grown a little longer, a little below her shoulders, and it was loose, and she was dressed in homely clothes.

The sun was so beautiful that he thought he was hallucinating.

"Illusion" spoke at this time.

"Close the door."

"Oh."

He turned around and closed the door, seeing his obedient hand, he wanted to chop it off.

Still angry after all.

(End of this chapter)