Ex-wife strategy: Mr. Fu insists on pampering me

Sheng Mian was really sleepy at the moment. If Fu Yancheng had come a minute later, she would have fallen asleep leaning against the wall.

So when she heard the sound of the elevator opening and closing, her eyes suddenly lit up, she looked up, and her attitude immediately became respectful.

"Mr. Fu."

Fu Yancheng was somewhat pleased with the slight brightness in her eyes, so his expression softened.

He swiped his card and entered. Sheng Mian followed him and placed the thermos box on the coffee table.

"Mr. Fu, this is tonight's soup."

The thermos box is pink and looks very delicate.

Fu Yancheng never thought that Sheng Mian would use a thermos box of this color.

She comes across as very capable at work and always has something to say.

There was a flash of surprise in his eyes, but he only unbuttoned two buttons of his suit.

After Sheng Mian delivered the soup, he wanted to leave. After all, being alone here alone could easily make him think that he might have other ideas.

"Then Mr. Fu, please drink slowly."

Sheng Mian turned around to leave when she heard him say, "Aren't you going to take the incubator back with you?"

Sheng Mian wanted to say no, but she thought that Shanxiao might not have enough money for the time being. After all, she rarely went to live in Shanxiao.

And I always felt that Fu Yancheng meant that he wanted to wait until he finished eating before leaving?

Sheng Mian also sat down, his posture so open that even Fu Yancheng was a little surprised.

"Then I'll wait until Mr. Fu finishes eating before leaving."

In Sheng Mian's heart, Fu Yancheng was a client and her legal husband who was about to be divorced.

To put it bluntly, I have done more intimate things, so deliberately avoiding suspicion seems hypocritical.

It would be bad if Fu Yancheng thought she was playing hard to get.

So being calm may actually leave a good impression.

Fu Yancheng raised his eyebrows. There was a kitchen in the suite. His original intention was to let the other party stir up the soup.

It was now nine o'clock. She was delivering soup to a male customer and was still waiting in the hotel room for the male customer to finish the soup, which took at least an hour.

What on earth was she thinking?

Fu Yancheng frowned. He was about to ask her to go to the kitchen to get a bowl, but when he raised his eyes, he found that Sheng Mian had fallen asleep on the sofa.

Sheng Mian was indeed too sleepy. She didn't sleep all night last night. She drove for several hours alone from the county seat to the imperial city. Then she was busy making soup. Although she didn't make any effort in making the soup, she didn't dare to do it on the way. When he fell asleep, he forced himself to come over to see her off, and even got into a weird quarrel with someone downstairs.

As soon as it became quiet at this moment, intense sleepiness came over me.

Fu Yancheng has never seen anyone fall asleep in less than a minute. Are you just pretending?

As he came closer, he heard her shallow breathing, and there were faint dark circles on her eyelids. He thought of what she said last night about going to the county town, and was immediately relieved.

Fu Yancheng stopped caring about her, turned around, took off his suit, and unbuttoned his white shirt.

The body lines are clean and neat, and the slender figure and thin waist are clearly visible.

You can faintly see the explosive feeling under the tightness of these muscles.

Sheng Mian had already experienced his ferocity in bed, but obviously she had no chance to appreciate it at the moment.

Fu Yancheng threw his suit aside and entered the bathroom.

When he came out, he saw Sheng Mian pulling his suit over, probably because he felt cold, so he covered himself with it.

Fu Yancheng frowned, walked up to her, and tried to take out the suit, but Sheng Mian held it tightly.

There was a rare irritation in Fu Yancheng's eyes, and he didn't understand how things could become like this when he just gave him a soup.

He took a deep breath, simply tossed the suit and let her hold it.

Just when Wen Sihe called, he went to the balcony to answer it.

"Yancheng, do you want to go out for a drink?"

Wen Sihe had a smile on his face, holding a wine glass in his hand, "By the way, I'm writing a new script recently. If that penny comes to see you, you can tell me the details of your relationship, and maybe I can There is creative inspiration.”

"roll."

Fu Yancheng was about to hang up, but Wen Sihe seemed to smell an unusual atmosphere.

"Your tone is a little less gloomy than before. I was right. Isn't that beauty in your bed? Who said that you should keep your first time on the night of your wedding with the Xiao family member? .”

Fu Yancheng's face suddenly darkened, and he inexplicably thought of his first time with Sheng Mian again.

That was indeed his first time. He followed his body's instinct completely, and he didn't expect that it would leave so many marks on her body.

What was even more surprising to him was that the person who left him such an unforgettable night turned out to be a married woman.

His Adam's apple rolled, dispelling other thoughts in his mind, and hung up Wen Sihe's call directly.