fiery fall

in the bedroom.

Shen Ennan washed his hair today and took twice as long as last night.

Shen Ennan looked at herself in the mirror, with a hair drying towel wrapped around her head and a silk suspender on her body. She was pure and sexy in black, with no extra decorations, but it was in sharp contrast with her fair skin, making her look two points more charming than usual.

"Not done yet?" There was a knock on the bathroom door, and Fu Qianbei's cold voice came through the glass door.

Shen Ennan walked towards the door, opened it, and saw that he had already taken a shower and was wearing pajamas. She was stunned for a moment, "Do you want to use the bathroom?"

Fu Qianbei never expected to see such a scene when he opened the door. His eyes fell lightly on her silk sling.

Shen Ennan's throat itched and she swallowed, "Aunt Huang bought the pajamas."

Fu Qianbei hummed, raised his eyes and looked at her fair face, "Can't find the hair dryer?"

Shen Ennan really didn't find it.

"Make way." Fu Qianbei raised his eyebrows and chuckled, motioning for her to get out of the way and walked into the bathroom, which was still filled with warm moisture.

Shen Ennan followed him and saw him opening a cabinet door on the sink, taking out a white hair dryer and plugging it in.

Shen Ennan took a step forward and said, "Thank you."

"Come here." Fu Qianbei took a step back and gave up his seat in front of the sink. "I'll help you blow."

Shen Ennan was flattered and walked to the position he gave up.

As soon as the hair dryer was turned on, a cool breeze blew past her ear. A slight electric current flashed through her left ear, and her spine stiffened slightly.

Fu Qianbei, who was standing behind her, took a step forward, his chest pressed against her back, his bony hands untied the drying towel on her head, and began to dry her hair.

Shen Ennan nervously tugged on the edge of her skirt and stared at the mirror with wet eyes. This scene was really heartwarming.

The hair dryer made no noise, and she could even feel Fu Qianbei's body temperature through her pajamas on her bare shoulder blades.

After drying the ends of her hair and the back of her head, Fu Qianbei patted the top of her head and said, "Turn around."

Shen Ennan made a soft sound and turned around obediently. The warm breeze blew through the broken hair on her forehead, making it difficult for her to open her eyes.

She narrowed her eyes slightly and stared at the loose buttons of Fu Qianbei's pajamas around his waist.

After standing for a long time, it was difficult to maintain his balance. Shen Ennan swallowed his saliva and tentatively grabbed the pajamas around Fu Qianbei's waist with his two small hands.

Fortunately, I didn't hear any rejection.

After drying his hair, Fu Qianbei slowly put the hair dryer back into the cabinet.

Shen Ennan pursed her lips, feeling a trace of disappointment in her heart. She couldn't help but wonder, if she washed her hair every day, would Fu Qianbei help her dry her hair so intimately every day?

"Is it okay tonight?"

what?
His chin was lifted by a slender hand, and Shen Ennan was forced to meet Fu Qianbei's cold black eyes.

Fu Qianbei's Adam's apple slipped, and his voice was gentle and dark, still saying the same thing, "Is it okay tonight?"

Shen Ennan's throat felt sweet, and she swallowed as she looked at his rolled Adam's apple.

Adult inquiries do not require many words.

Her heartbeat was off track, her pupils flashed nervously, but her response was gentle and willing, "Okay."

Fu Qianbei leaned down and kissed her lips.

His lips were soft and his movements were gentle. Shen Ennan's eyelashes trembled, and the throbbing in her heart became stronger and stronger. She could feel Fu Qianbei's patience.

Fu Qianbei let go of her, stepped back half an inch, and said gently: "Open your mouth."

Shen Ennan swallowed again and obeyed his words.

"Open wider."

Shen Ennan felt air entering her mouth, but soon, Fu Qianbei stepped forward and blocked the inflow of air.

She was actually very unskilled at kissing, and the kiss she had seven years ago was terribly green.

Mouth touches mouth, both faces can burn.But at this moment, her whole body was on fire.

Fu Qianbei let go of her lips and kissed her on the side of her slender neck. The fragrance of her hair instantly filled his breath, and the fragrance fascinated him.

Lying on the soft big bed, Fu Qianbei kissed her eyes and motioned for her to open them.

"Where's the condom?"

Shen Ennan was flushed, and her hands pointing to the bedside table were soft.

Fu Qianbei kissed her on the lips and comforted her gently, "Give me your body and mind."

Shen Ennan was speechless as her lips were blocked.

She wanted to say that her body and heart had always been his.
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The next day, Shen Ennan was still awakened by Fu Qianbei's cold voice talking on the phone.

She slowly sat up with her palms on the edge of the bed, her black hair falling on her snow-white shoulders.

Looking in front of the mirror, the man is tall and tall. He is wearing a black formal suit and is looking colder. The skin exposed is cold and white and beautiful.

Seeing her waking up, Fu Qianbei walked to the bedside holding the phone and while talking on the phone, he motioned to Shen Ennan to help him tidy up.

A hint of shyness flashed across Shen Ennan's face, and he knelt half-kneeling on the soft bed, buttoning up the buttons of his black shirt one by one.

Fu Qianbei had fair skin and buttoned up the top button of his collar to cover the bite marks left when she was passionate last night.

The content of Fu Qianbei's phone call was about this morning's press conference. After Shen Ennan tied his tie for him, the man ended the call and touched the smooth side of her neck with his well-jointed hands, "I'll go to the company first. The car in the garage. You just pick one.”

Seeing him getting up, Shen Ennan also stood up from the bed. With Fu Qianbei's confused eyes, she kissed him on the lips, "Good morning kiss."

A smile flashed across Fu Qianbei's cold eyes, he hugged the side of her neck and deepened his smile, "Yes."

"Be safe on the road, I will bring you breakfast."

"it is good."

Hearing the sound of cars leaving in the yard, Shen Ennan got off the bed, walked barefoot to the floor-to-ceiling window, and watched the black Rolls-Royce go away.

The affection from last night flashed through his eyes, and the corners of Shen Ennan's mouth curved.

In this way, everything will slowly get better.

After returning to the company, the two of them returned to the relationship between a superior and a subordinate.

Jiang Yan approached Shen Ennan's workstation curiously, "Assistant Shen, are you and Mr. Fu still having conflicts?"

Shen Ennan shook his head, "No."

"Then you...?" Why is the relationship so weak?
"Jiang Yan."

A cold voice sounded not far away. Jiang Yan immediately straightened up and went over to follow the boss's instructions.

Fu Qianbei glanced at him coldly and slapped the press conference information on him, "If something goes wrong, go to the European branch and come back in three years."

"I understand, Mr. Fu."

Jiang Yan thought for a moment, then held the documents tightly and followed Fu Qianbei into the office, "Mr. Fu, the reporters are all here. We can start smoothly in half an hour."

Shen Ennan followed Weibo. Although the press conference has not yet been held, the popularity is already there.

With Fu Qianbei deliberately revealing the news, netizens had already guessed that this press conference was related to Zhou Ningsang's injury yesterday.

At the press conference, Fu Qianbei appeared in front of many cameras in a dignified and cool manner.

The media reporters took a breath. Fu Qianbei's temperament and image can simply crush the top male stars in the entertainment industry. Such a handsome man is also a high-IQ business boss!

Facing numerous cameras, Fu Qianbei spoke concisely and clarified his relationship with Zhou Ningsang, and publicly warned the murderer who threatened Zhou Ningsang that if he dared to attack Zhou Ningsang or his wife again, he would definitely pay a bloody price. .

During the free question session, the reporters were eager to inquire about the identity of Fu Qianbei's wife, overtly or covertly, and test their relationship status.

Fu Qianbei's cold eyes swept around the many shots, and he inadvertently glanced at the staff member Shen Ennan on the side of the stage, and said into the microphone: "I love my wife very much."

"Mr. Fu, may I ask your wife, is this your first love?"