Favorable

Fu Sichen casually threw the towel on the chair beside him, his eyes were heavy and filled with danger: "Shouldn't Mrs. Fu celebrate her birthday with me?"

Luo Tingos: Should I hang up the phone or not?

There is a feeling that I will lose control if I continue to listen to it.

Jiang Mian supported her waist, arched her eyebrows, and raised a sly smile at the end of her eyes: "Are there many gifts?"

"Of course, the entire cruise is yours."

cruise ship...

Jiang Mian thought about it and found that it didn't seem particularly attractive.

Just as she was about to say something, she heard the man add the next second: "Everything is waiting for you to unpack on the cruise ship."

! ! ! !
Jiang Mian immediately rebelled and picked up the phone: "Sister Ting, over there I will prepare fan benefits and the like."

Luo Ting heard it clearly, and she knew in her heart that actually holding a birthday party would be quite troublesome.

It would be easier to handle it if Mr. Fu came forward.

"Yeah, well, then you have a good birthday these days."

Luo Ting looked at her itinerary. It should be said that it was a coincidence. After finishing filming, she had an extra seven days of rest time.

There is an indescribable coincidence.

"Yeah, sister Ting, go to bed early."

"You too."

This is Luo Ting's greatest blessing to Jiang Mian.

Should I say it or not, I might just wish her to rest soon.

That night, Jiang Mian looked like a mermaid that had been squeezed dry and lifeless.

Fu Sichen got up and walked straight out the door.

"What are you doing!"

Jiang Mian looked suspicious and stared at the man's back, feeling irresponsible afterwards.

Fu Sichen's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and his voice was filled with a low, magnetic smile: "It's a bit inspiring."

???

Something mysterious.

"You go to bed first, good night~"

Jiang Mian lay down again, she was not curious.

worn out.

Sleep is more important. —

The next day.

Fu Sichen wasn't there when Jiang Mian woke up. She could feel the temperature next to her at midnight last night.

But where did he go this early in the morning?

When Jiang Mian finished cleaning up and went out, there was only Yangyang in the living room, sitting there watching TV dramas.

"Where's Fu Sichen?"

This early in the morning.

Yangyang couldn't help but blush as she looked at the woman with her hair spread out and wearing a white suspender nightgown.

She pointed to her collarbone: "Sister Mianmian, you..."

Jiang Mian took the shawl on the sofa and wrapped it around herself: "Sister Ting is used to it, but you haven't adapted to it yet."

This is not a question of adaptation.

Yangyang lowered his eyes: "Sister Mianmian, I purely love warriors and have never been in love. Please understand."

Jiang Mian poured a glass of water: "Well, I'll get used to having men after that."

"drop--"

There was the sound of a credit card being swiped outside the door, and Fu Sichen walked in wearing an old man's vest, smelling of sunshine.

There was still a thin layer of sweat on his forehead. After a while, Xu Lai followed in panting with his waist in his arms.

What's going on here?
Fu Sichen went for a run, but Xu Lai seemed to be trembling.

It’s just this suit and small leather shoes...

suffered.

"Why did you go for a run so early in the morning today?"

Fu Sichen wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel: "The air is good. I made an appointment with Mentor."

The air here at the Lucheng shooting base is very comfortable, but unfortunately there are very few people who get up early in the morning to exercise and run.

"Then Secretary Xu, this is..."

Xu Lai straightened his back immediately: "Madam, I'm fine. I reported the work to Mr. Fu. It's just that I lack exercise and my physical fitness can't keep up."

Jiang Mian and Yangyang smiled knowingly, and in their minds they already had the image of Xu Lai following Fu Sichen while reporting on his work.

Model worker. (End of chapter)