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

Chapter 452 Does She Really Like Him

On Shengmian's side, the sandstorm continued without stopping.

After sitting in the chair for a while, she felt sleepy.

Fu Yancheng checked her knee injury, and she is recovering well. "Tonight, I will only stay here for one night. The road over there has slipped when I came here, and I can't go back temporarily. Only when the sandstorm stops and the road inspectors in the county can restore the road, can I go back."

The big rock lay in the middle, and one person would definitely not be able to push it away.

Sheng Mian was a little puzzled, how did Fu Yancheng know about the landslide?

But she didn't ask.

Once the two stopped talking, they always felt that the atmosphere was very strange, especially in this weather, living together in this shelter-like house.

Fu Yancheng is obsessed with cleanliness, so he is not used to the dusty clothes.

In just one minute, Sheng Mian saw him frown several times.

She hurried to the bathroom. Fortunately, although the bathroom was narrow, the hot water was still available.

"Mr. Fu, take a shower first. I'll wash your clothes in the sink. I saw there is a hair dryer there, and the shirts can be dried very quickly."

Fu Yancheng did not speak, but indeed saw the hair dryer.

He also took off his suit and put his fingertips on the buttons of his shirt.

As the buttons were unbuttoned one by one, Sheng Mian saw his excellent figure, and couldn't help but take another look, until the clothes covered his head, and there was a hint of a smile in his voice.

"Shut up your saliva."

Then he went into the bathroom and handed him his pants.

Seeing the men's boxer shorts, Sheng Mian's cheeks turned red, and hurried to the sink, rubbing the clothes and pants with his hands.

Seeing Fu Yancheng's delay in coming out, she thought it was because she disliked too much sand, so she kept washing her body with water.

She glanced at the bed again.

I can only stop here tonight. I don't know if Fu Yancheng can sleep. With his cleanliness, he would rather sit on a chair all night.

She also remembered that Fu Yancheng came here in his own car just now, maybe there was a small blanket or something in his car.

It's just that there is a big sandstorm outside, and I don't know when the car will be overturned.

Sheng Mian gritted her teeth, but still opened the door.

The moment she opened the door, she felt like she was almost sucked out.

Holding Fu Yancheng's car keys firmly in his palm, he approached the car step by step.

I ate a few mouthfuls of sand in the middle and almost suffocated.

Finally got into the car.

There are a lot of things in Fu Yancheng's car. After all, they are all prepared by Qi Shen, even clothes.

She breathed a sigh of relief, took everything away, opened the car door again, and went back into the house.

Although it is only a short 100 meters, it feels as long as a century.

As soon as the door was closed, Fu Yancheng opened the bathroom door and came out naked.

Sheng Mian instantly dropped a pair of pants.

"Boss Fu, put it on quickly."

Fu Yancheng came back from the outside when he saw her, his breath turned cold, "Are you crazy?"

Sheng Mian spread the blanket on the bed and even covered the pillows.

"I know you have a cleanliness, and this is the only thing you can do tonight. This is the blanket in your own car, which is very clean."

Fu Yancheng said nothing, and put on the trousers she threw.

Is she making do with him?
My heart twitched instantly, feeling a little numb.

He walked to the bed and sat down, and saw her go to the sink again, washing the shirt, suit, and boxers that he had taken off.

I don't know why, a man as strong as Fu Yancheng felt uncomfortable when he saw her pinching those boxers.

She looked away, but the sound of the hair dryer sounded, and he couldn't help but continue to look at her.

She had a very serious expression at the moment, and she didn't know where to get a clothes hanger, and tied it with a thread to serve as a clothesline, hanging all the clothes on it, and was drying them little by little.

After two hours of drying, her hands were a little sore before she put down the hair dryer.

The clothes were already dry, she went into the bathroom, Fu Yancheng said to her, "Put on my shirt."

She didn't bring any clothes herself.

He had spare clothes in the car, which she had helped take down, but she had none.

Thinking of this, Fu Yancheng's heart softened.

Does she really like him?
The most difficult thing to study in this world is women.

Her emotions are hidden too deep.

(End of this chapter)