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

Chapter 444 Something Is Out of Control
Because she came out in a hurry, she was still wearing her pajamas and only put her coat on her body.

"I asked the waiter to prepare the room."

Sheng Mian thought he was here for business.

He asked, "Is there anyone else in your room?"

"No."

Hearing this, the darkness in Fu Yancheng's eyes receded a little.

"Do not bother."

Sheng Mian was stunned, and then slowly led the person to where he lived.

She had already taken a shower before going to bed, and now Fu Yancheng entered the bathroom.

Sheng Mian handed him the pajamas prepared by Heyuan.

The standard of Heyuan is better than the five-star hotels in the imperial capital, after all, they are all prepared for big bosses.

The pajamas are all silk grade, and there is a set for each person. New ones are opened and disinfected every day before they are delivered, and guests can take them away directly.

She just went to buy an extra set for men, and the staff looked at her very vaguely because someone saw Fu Yancheng coming in.

And they all know that face, after all, it is the big boss who has lived here.

What's more, few people will forget such an appearance.

After taking the clothes, Sheng Mian handed them to Fu Yancheng after returning home.

When Fu Yancheng came out, water was still dripping from his hair.

Women usually bring their own toiletries, pajamas and other things when they go out. Sheng Mian also brought towels this time.

Seeing that his hair was dripping, she passed the towel over.

Fu Yancheng took it and wiped his hair casually twice.

Sheng Mian glanced at her suitcase, and found that there was still a towel inside, and her whole body froze.

She seemed to have taken it wrong, the one handed to Fu Yancheng was for wiping her body.

"Mr. Fu."

She yelled, suddenly feeling embarrassed.

"You can change it. I used that towel to wipe my body. Sorry, I took it wrong."

She quickly changed one.

Fu Yancheng looked at the one in her hand, and then at the one in his hand, the colors were different.

"You deliberately?"

Sheng Mian quickly took the hair dryer, "Then don't use a towel, use a hair dryer instead."

He seemed a little annoyed, and casually sat down on the chair next to him.

"You blow it to me."

Sheng Mian was silent for a moment, then went to plug in the hair dryer, turned it on, grabbed his hair with one hand, and held the hair dryer with the other.

Fu Yancheng's hair quality is very good.

Sheng Mian didn't dare to touch his hair like this before, this feeling is a bit novel.

It's like ordinary people saw a very amazing star on TV, and suddenly that star appeared beside you and asked him to touch his hair.

He has a cold temper, but his hair is unexpectedly soft, only the section near his neck is a bit stiff.

Sheng Mian tried her best to ignore the strange feeling brought by the strands of hair when they shuttled between her fingers.

Fu Yancheng turned around at this moment, his back was originally facing her, but now he was facing her.

He was sitting on a chair, and now Sheng Mian was standing, a bit taller than him.

In the next second, his hands wrapped around her, wrapped around her waist, and pressed his forehead against her chest.

The hair dryer in Sheng Mian's hand almost fell to the ground, so she forced herself to stabilize her mind.

Fu Yancheng just hugged her without saying anything, only the sound of the hair dryer rang in the room.

Her heart beat uncontrollably.

For a person like Fu Yancheng to suddenly treat a woman like this, no one can control his emotions at the moment.

Sheng Mian's temperament is so calm, he is a little panicked at the moment.

Like something is out of control.

As soon as the sound of the hair dryer stopped, she lowered her head to wind up the thread.

Fu Yancheng was still holding her, and the muscles in his arms were very strong.

(End of this chapter)