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

Chapter 427 It's not a loss to buy her for 4000
Sheng Mian's eye shape is very beautiful, especially when she is forced to turn red, she looks pitiful.

With a stubborn face, he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Her expression really makes people want to kiss her to death.

But Sheng Mian has calmed down now, after all, Fu Yancheng transferred 4000 million to her.

It's not a loss to buy her for 4000 million yuan.

She droops her eyelashes.

"Sorry, Mr. Fu."

She shouldn't be mad at her own God.

The two are still working together, and the customer is God.

Mayor Fu Yan was so old, it was the first time anyone other than the old man dared to treat him like this.

But he didn't feel angry, even a little novel.

There were two clusters of fire burning in her eyes, and when she looked at him, his blood boiled with it.

He is hard.

His Adam's apple rolled twice, pressed the back of her head, and kissed her down uncontrollably.

Sheng Mian frowned and turned her head away.

"Is Boss Fu going to do it for the fourth time tonight?"

Seeing her cold face, he felt a little bored for some reason.

He didn't know if it was because the window wasn't open in the room, but he felt out of breath.

Sheng Mian slowly pushed the person away, and glanced at the painting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"3000 million, I'll make up for Mr. Fu."

Now the silent person became Fu Yancheng.

And Sheng Mian's idea is very simple, anyway, Fu Yancheng has plenty of money, since he is willing to use money to make up for it, he can take as much as he can.

She won't say that she doesn't want it high-spirited, after all, she is short of money.

What's more, tens of millions is a drop in the bucket for Fu Yancheng.

Fu Yancheng saw that something was wrong with her tonight, and if he really wanted to come here for the fourth time now, he might be driving people into a hurry.

"Well, then 3000 million."

Sheng Mian also put out the paints she brought one by one, and went to the bathroom to fill the water.

Fu Yancheng saw her busy going in and out of the bathroom, so he sat on the sofa.

Sheng Mian stood in front of the painting, pondered for a while, and then began to write.

And Fu Yancheng's position can clearly see her face when she is working.

Her face was already small, but her eyebrows and eyes were serious and tense at the moment.

The neck is beautiful and slender, and the body is convex and backward.

His eyes swept over one by one, and finally turned back to her face.

His body was so hot that he wondered if he had been drugged tonight.

Because Sheng Mian was busy painting, he ignored him, so he had to take a cold shower.

When he came out, he saw that she had just pinned her hair behind her ears, probably because she had kept the same position for too long, so she stretched her waist.

The suit she was wearing was not long enough, and when she stretched her waist, she showed a white waist, and her beautiful waist was clearly visible.

Fu Yancheng had just calmed down, when he saw this scene, he cursed in a low voice, approached directly, and hugged her in his arms.

Kiss without hesitation.

"Well!"

Sheng Mian struggled to get down, "There is still a little bit to finish!"

"Get up and draw tomorrow morning."

"Mr. Fu."

Her face was extremely serious, "I think if I get into that bed, there will be no morning."

Fu Yancheng didn't expect that she would say such a thing, and he still said it in a serious tone, which was both angry and funny for a while.

Sheng Mian fell from his arms and continued to finish the finishing work.

Fu Yancheng sat back on the sofa again, closed his eyes quietly, feeling an unbearable torment for the first time.

He took out a glass of ice water from the refrigerator, took a sip to cool down, and couldn't help looking at her again.

I can't get enough of her short hair.

Sheng Mian didn't care about him, after finishing the painting, he carefully cleaned the brush and the painting plate.

The water in the sink became colorful, and she wiped her paint-stained fingertips carefully.

After cleaning everything, when he came out of the bathroom, he saw Fu Yancheng standing in front of the painting, and he did not hide his admiration between his brows.

Sheng Mian put all the painting tools in the bag, and did not forget to remind him.

"3000."

Seeing that she had reached the door, Fu Yancheng put down the cup in his hand.

"To take a bath."

This is what was said to her.

Sheng Mian froze all over, but Fu Yancheng was still only surrounded by the bath towel, the lines were very nice.

She didn't speak, put down her bag silently, and went into the bathroom.

Hot water poured over his body, and in the mist, he saw Fu Yancheng walking in and hugging her from behind.

Sheng Mian felt absurd at this moment, she really wanted to tell him that she was the wife he dismissed, the woman he just left yesterday.

But does it all make sense?
If you make him think that she is deliberately approaching her by concealing her identity, then the loss outweighs the gain.

What's more, what confidence does she have to think that Fu Yancheng won't get angry if he knows the truth, and won't implicate other people?
Just because how many times have the two of you slept together?
She didn't make a promise once, and she just blindly believed in her own charm.

This is exactly the beginning of the tragedy.

And even if he promised, she wouldn't believe it.

What a man says in bed is not as pleasant as a few dog barks.

At first I kept it from him, just worried that he would get angry because of being deceived and cause trouble for the Sheng family.

Now it's just that she doesn't think it's interesting.

When she gets the divorce agreement, she will go abroad to study painting, and with her master, she will go all over the world to find inspiration, instead of being trapped in this small place.

She didn't expect herself to be an exception to Fu Yancheng, so she felt that an identity was unnecessary.

In a trance, the whole person was lifted up.

(End of this chapter)