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

Chapter 15 Are you awake?

The woman's red lips parted slightly, and under the effect of the drug, her eyes became sparkling.

Some deliberately forgotten fragments flashed through Fu Yancheng's mind. She also looked at him with the same eyes that night not long ago.

Inexplicably, my heart felt a little hot.

And Sheng Mian took advantage of the situation to wrap him even tighter.

Seeing that Fu Yancheng didn't push him away, Wan Yuan'an felt a little puzzled.

During the day, Fu Yancheng personally admitted that this is not his wife, so what's going on now?

He looked at Sheng Mian, his Adam's apple rolled, "Penny, I'm Yuan'an, come here."

He predicted that the effect of the medicine had already taken effect, Sheng Mian should have lost her mind at this moment, and she would not resist anyone who took her away.

Just as he stretched out his hand halfway, he caught a glimpse of Fu Yancheng's face and withdrew it embarrassingly.

Fu Yancheng is not an idiot, this woman broke into his changing room during the day, obviously avoiding Wan Yuanan, how could she be his girlfriend.

"Whether it's a girlfriend or not, Wan Shao has a good idea."

Before he finished speaking, he paused at the end, and turned his head to look at the woman making trouble in his neck.

As innocent as Sheng Mian's eyes are, so bold is his behavior at this moment.

She had already opened Fu Yancheng's collar, rubbing against him like an eager cat, with her red lips lingering on his neck to kiss.

It was so hot, she just wanted to do something to cool herself down, her whole body seemed to be on fire, and the person in front of her was like a piece of ice.

Crazy wants to absorb the coolness, but this kind of action is just scratching the surface, and he wants more.

When Wan Yuan'an caught a glimpse of her movements, he felt a tightness in his lower abdomen. Sheng Mian's cool temperament coupled with his current expression, was like a poisonous demon flower, making a man's heart itch.

Could it be that Fu Yancheng has also taken a fancy to her?

Didn't it mean that he was not close to women?
Fu Yancheng's thin lips were pursed into a straight line, and his eyes were extremely dark. If this stalemate continued, he might lose face here.

Pressing down on her troubled hands, her cold and powerful arms wrapped around her arms and waist, preventing her from moving around.

Then he took the person into the elevator on the other side without explaining too much to Wan Yuan'an.

Wan Yuan'an really didn't dare to stop him, let alone ask more questions, not to mention that Fu Yancheng just took away a woman he liked tonight, even if Fu Yancheng really took away his girlfriend, he didn't dare to fight.

Wan Yuan'an slowly clenched his hand hanging on one side.

After a lot of work, he finally made a wedding dress for others.

He couldn't be more clear about the effect of that medicine, this woman is definitely obedient enough tonight, let you pick her.

The two men standing behind said cautiously, "Young Master Wan, let's"

"roll!"

The meat from his mouth flew away like this, Wan Yuan'an was in a panic, his face was very ugly, and he left the hotel in great strides.

The elevator went up, because his arms were all bound, Sheng Mian couldn't touch his waist, but he didn't stay idle, he gnawed at him through his shirt.

Fu Yancheng's handsome face became more and more serious, and he wanted to free up his hand to ask the lobby manager to open another room.

Sensing that he was about to let go, Sheng Mian suddenly bit down on the man's collarbone with force, leaving a not-so-deep tooth mark.

"hiss."

"So hot."

She raised her misty eyes and fixedly looked at the man in front of her.

The eyelashes seemed to be wet with water, and the corners of the eyes were full of pitiful smell.

He lowered his eyes and half-closed his eyes, breathed wildly for a few beats, and when the elevator arrived, Fu Yancheng took him directly to his room.

He stepped into the bathroom, reached out and turned on the cold water.

Taking advantage of this gap, Sheng Mian's liberated hands wrapped around his neck again, sniffing the cold breath on his body with the tip of his nose, and even gave birth to a strong desire, and pressed his thin lips against his ear.

"husband."

Fu Yancheng turned his head away and pushed him into the bathtub filled with cold water.

"what!"

The bone-chilling water suddenly dissipated the heat from his body, and Sheng Mian shivered from the cold.

"Are you awake?"

(End of this chapter)