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

Chapter 428 It's Like an Itch From the Bones
When Sheng Mian was carried out, her whole body was as soft as noodles.

When she was put under the quilt, she realized that Fu Yancheng would continue, so she frowned and turned over.

"acid."

How could Fu Yancheng let her go, after all, the night is still long.

But Sheng Mian has already fallen asleep, as if the screaming male body in front of her has no attraction in her eyes.

She's really just doing the mission ten times.

Fu Yancheng has been chased by people many times since he was a child, and he even got a little impatient when he rejected the opposite sex, but if someone really didn't show any interest in him, he would feel a little unhappy in his heart.

"penny?"

He yelled and grabbed her face.

Sheng Mian frowned and slapped her back in her sleep.

Fu Yancheng had no choice but to lie down.

He had a strange feeling for this woman, like an itch from his bones.

Want to scratch, but can't.

So several times there is a kind of anxiety, that kind of itching will affect the mood.

Over the years, he has been able to make every correct judgment in the business field, which can make the confrontational enemies frightened, but when facing her, he seems to have broken the rules.

He frowned, and couldn't help calling Wen Sihe.

Worried about affecting Shengmian's rest, he went to the living room.

Wen Sihe is notoriously good-natured and has a good time. After all, he is in the entertainment industry. Right now, he just sent a woman away to smoke after-the-fact cigarettes on the balcony.

Seeing Fu Yancheng calling himself in the middle of the night, and it was still three o'clock in the morning.

Inexplicably, Wen Sihe felt that the other party should have just finished.

This probably comes from the tacit understanding between brothers.

"Yan City."

Fu Yancheng sat in the living room, this was the first time he began to think about why he had to be this woman.

You can find a single person.

And not a married one.

"Sihe."

Wen Sihe took a puff of cigarette, lazily said, "Ah, here you are, what's the matter?"

Fu Yancheng's face darkened, and he hung up the phone directly.

You really shouldn't be asking this kind of person.

Wen Sihe called again.

"Find yourself tempted?"

I have to say that Wen Sihe is worthy of being a screenwriter, and he can always find the sharpest entry point for matters between men and women.

But Fu Yancheng quickly denied it.

"No."

Wen Sihe is different from Fu Yancheng, he is more casual in this kind of relationship, he will take it back when he likes it, and he doesn't care much about the other party's feelings, anyway, he asks for resources from him, and everyone is just trading.

Wen Sihe flicked the cigarette ash, "Then what are you doing calling in the middle of the night?"

Fu Yancheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "What do you think of me?"

"what?"

He was dumbfounded by the question, how about discussing his brother in the middle of the night?
"Yancheng, I'm not a woman, how do I know if you are strong or not, why don't you ask Penny directly, are you afraid that she will be dissatisfied? Well, I have a medicine in my hand."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Yancheng hung up again.

Wen Sihe called again, but the phone was turned off.

baffling.

(End of this chapter)