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

Chapter 646 Mr. Fu, do you have sanitary napkins?
Fu Yancheng got the painkiller, went to get another glass of water, turned his head and saw her limply leaning on the sofa, his mind paused, and some images drifted past vaguely, but he couldn't remember what it was.

"have eaten."

He forcefully fed the pills in, but Sheng Mian was in so much pain that he didn't feel conscious at the moment, he spit it out with the tip of his tongue.

Fu Yancheng frowned and didn't have much patience. He directly held the pill with his fingertips and fed it deep into her throat.

She seemed to want to vomit, he retracted his fingertips, and then covered her mouth forcefully.

Sheng Mian looked at her with a frown, her fair forehead was covered with sweat.

Fu Yancheng lowered his eyes, and saw that his hand was covering her mouth, and the two fingertips that had just entered her mouth were still wet, it was her saliva.

His cleanliness didn't break out, and he even felt that this scene was a bit sexual.

He quickly let go of his hand, thinking for a long time without remembering how he had entangled with her before.

Pretentiously, he picked up the water and poured it into her mouth.

Sheng Mian almost choked, coughed a few times, wanted to vomit again, but couldn't vomit anything.

Fu Yancheng turned on the air conditioner in the house and brought a blanket.

He also didn't have the energy to take care of others, especially when he thought that this woman might have had a relationship with him, he felt anxious for a while.

For some reason, his subconscious mind always told himself that he was not the type to have relationships with women so easily.

In the past two days, his body couldn't even control the killing intent. After simply understanding the situation of the Fu family, he knew who sent those who chased and killed him.

Because of the memory loss, the hypocrites all took off their masks.

But he wasn't sad at all, probably he didn't feel any affection at all in Fu's family.

He sat down at the side, took out his computer, and continued to work regardless of the sleeping person next to him who was still retching.

Sheng Mian vomited for a while, her clothes were all wet.

When he was feeding the water just now, he was just pouring water.

Now she only feels cold, and because of her menstrual period, the place below is probably a mess, her whole body is sticky and uncomfortable.

"Boss Fu, do you have sanitary napkins?"

She held on, grabbing a pillow and hugging it in her arms, trying to relieve the pain.

Fu Yancheng's fingertips that were still typing on the keyboard paused for an instant, "What?"

"sanitary napkin."

Her voice became hoarse, and she covered her face in the pillow, shivering slightly.

Fu Yancheng was a little impatient, so he hurriedly called Qi Shen, but Qi Shen didn't answer.

The corner of the clothes was grabbed by a white hand, and her voice was weak.

"Can I trouble you to go to the supermarket next to the hotel and buy two packs?"

Fu Yancheng directly slapped her hand away, annoyed and just wanted her to go away.

But she was so tender, the back of her hand turned red just after being slapped like this.

All the words were blocked in his chest, he frowned, pushed the computer aside, and went directly downstairs.

But when he entered the elevator, he regretted it a little. Why did he do this? Isn't it just a woman he slept with before?
The relationship between the two has long since ended.

Thinking so in my heart, my feet have already arrived at the door of the supermarket.

He had never bought this kind of thing before, looking at a row of dazzling products, he didn't know what to choose.

He took out his mobile phone and called Sheng Mian.

Sheng Mian didn't even have the strength to answer the phone right now, curled up her fingertips, and pressed the answer button slowly.

"Mr. Fu."

"Which brand do you want?"

There are too many of these brands.

"Anything is fine."

"Long or short?"

Sheng Mian was in too much pain, I just felt my stomach was churning, and even my intestines were about to start to knot.

"Just whatever you want, Mr. Fu, just buy whatever you want."

Fu Yancheng frowned again, and casually took the nearest bag.

But the shopping guide came over at this time, and saw a handsome man standing in front of the shelf of sanitary napkins, a look of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then hurriedly asked, "Hi, do you need help?"

Fu Yancheng's face was a little smelly.

The shopping guide saw that he was holding a pad, so he quickly explained, "It's not enough to just buy this, it depends on your girlfriend's blood volume, how many packs does she ask you to buy?"

Fu Yancheng had lived for 24 years, and for the first time he felt a little ashamed.

The shopping guide casually took a pack of night wear, and matched it with a pack of daily use, "Sir, choose these pajama pants."

He didn't know what pajama pants were, so he took a few more packs and went to the front desk to pay the bill.

The shopping guide began to sell again, "Do you need this brown sugar ginger tea? If she has an upset stomach, just make it for her."

He didn't hesitate and bought a few more packs.

Returning to the room with a bag in hand, he saw Sheng Mian lying beside him, and he didn't know if he was fainted or fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)