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

Chapter 1213 Seems like I want to see the end of time

After Sang Jiu left, Sheng Mian laughed out loud.

"very pitiful."

Her tone was light, and she leaned back.

Wind didn't refute her, he wasn't eloquent, and now he was just staring at the direction where Sang Jiu disappeared, as if he wanted to see forever.

Ten minutes passed in a blink of an eye, and his eyes were sore from watching, so he turned around and looked at Sheng Mian.

He admitted that this woman was very beautiful, even though she was in a mess at this time, there was still an astonishing nobility about her.

Especially when she looked at him with that sympathetic look at this moment, probably no man could escape this broken and proud charm.

But he has always admired Miss.

Sheng Mian has no strength now, if this man really wants to do something, she can't hide.

Wind looked at her for a while, then slowly stretched out his hand.

Just when her fingertips were about to touch her buttons, she heard her say, "Don't you want to let the mulberry wine belong to you completely? If you have always been so obedient, until the moment you die, she won't even cry for you. If you stay, are you willing?"

Wind's hand hanging on one side slowly tightened, but he knew it was Sheng Mian bewitching him.

His fingertips had already landed on the button, and when he was about to release it slowly, he heard her speak again.

"Actually, you hate Sang Ting'an, don't you? Sang Ting'an takes people too seriously and knows your thoughts. Wind, as long as you cooperate with me, I am confident that Sang Jiu can only rely on you in the future. Her eyes can only look at you."

Sheng Mian slowly closed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth slightly curled up.

"If you touch me, Fu Yancheng will definitely find out that you are going to die soon. Wouldn't it be disgusting to have sex with me before you die?"

Wind's complexion suddenly changed, "Miss Sheng, you don't need to belittle yourself, being able to have a relationship with you is something that many men dream of."

Sheng Mian's eyes turned around on him, and her eyes became ambiguous.

"Okay, wind, then you come here, you have a pretty good figure, and I really don't suffer."

As soon as the words fell, Wind quickly took a step back, tightened his clothes somewhat exaggeratedly, and looked at Sheng Mian coldly, obviously frightened by Sheng Mian's wolf-like tiger.

Withdrawing her gaze, she pretended to be sorry.

Wind's cell phone rang at this moment, it was a text message from Sang Jiu, asking where he was going.

[I will definitely send this video to my husband Yancheng, don’t show your face, I’m also protecting you. Wind, you have to believe that I still have you in my heart. 】

Wind was pleased by this sentence, he knew what she said was false, but so what, enough is enough.

He didn't dare to ask for too much.

She is the little princess of the Sang family, and he is just a servant.

Enough is enough.

He took a deep breath, strode towards Sheng Mian, and unbuttoned her.

The sound of buttons falling to the ground and the sound of Shengmian sounded at the same time.

"Wind, if I die here, Fu Yancheng will lose all hope. He will feel that it doesn't matter if he marries anyone. At that time, he will not refuse to marry Sang Jiu. Do you really want to push the woman you like to someone else yourself? You just So useless?"

"What do you know!"

Wind looked at her deeply, with struggle in his eyes.

His mission since he was a child was to protect the little princess of the Sang family, even if it cost him his life.

In front of the young lady, his life is worth less than paper.

Sheng Mian lowered her eyelashes, the depths of her eyes flickered for a while, and she suddenly guessed the reason why he was so loyal.

Just when his lips were about to touch her collarbone.

"What if I say that Sang Jiu is not Sang Hai's own daughter? You can't betray the Sang family, but she is not the Sang family at all."

That's the point.

Wind froze, looking at her in disbelief.

Sheng Mian lied to him, she was just trying to delay the time, but she spoke very seriously.

"Fu Yancheng has investigated Sang Jiu's identity before. If you don't believe me, you can investigate again yourself. If she is not Miss Sang, then you can have the whole of her, right?"

She raised her face with a smile in her eyes.

"Are you still touching me?"

Wind pursed his lips tightly, seeing her calmly leaning her back back, straightening up.

Even in this environment, she remained calm.

"If you don't touch me, then please tell Fu Yancheng about my arrest."

"Miss Sheng is really smart."

Wind stood where he was, but did not agree to this request.

He turned and left directly.

In Sang Jiu's room, Sang Ting'an was still sitting here and brought her a lot of delicious food.

He always felt that Sangjiu tonight was a little absent-minded.

"Xiaojiu, are you still feeling unwell?"

Sang Jiu desperately wants to go to the basement to torture Sheng Mian, it's best to go down with a knife and scratch Sheng Mian's face right away!
"No, brother, aren't you coming back tomorrow?"

"I can't worry about you after all."

Sang Ting'an personally peeled a grape and put it in her mouth.

Sang Jiu felt a little sweet in his heart, it felt so good to be pampered.

"Brother, is Dad still mad at you?"

Sang Ting'an paused with his fingertips, his face serious, "You have to call your father and at least apologize."

Sang Jiu stuck out his tongue, "I know, I'm my father's only daughter, he won't be angry with me, he loves me the most, he loves me the most, so does my elder brother, I will always be in your hands little princess."

(End of this chapter)