Chapter 222: Protest

A small bulge on the bed in the bedroom could only be seen with silky black hair.

The bedside lamp is on, and the atmosphere sprinkled on the bed is warm.

Fu Yancheng didn't walk in directly, and knocked twice on the door with his white knuckles.

The people in the room didn't react, so he walked over.

β€œpennyοΌŸβ€

The structure of this room is the same as his room, only the decoration is different.

He turned on the light in the room, and saw Sheng Mian's eyebrows twisted, probably shaken by the dazzling light.

Fu Yancheng raised his hand and wanted to put it on her forehead, but before he could reach over, Sheng Mian's eyes opened.

There was still no blood on her face, but she was much better, and there was a look of surprise in her eyes when she saw the person who appeared next to the bed.

"Mr. Fu?"

Fu Yancheng took his hand back and calmly stuck it to the side of his suit pants. www.

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"Sick?"

On the night Sheng Mian in Youxian, she had a low-grade fever, and today's menstrual period was really fierce, she took three ibuprofen at noon, and she didn't even think that that thing might hurt her stomach.

When I woke up, I felt an unbearable pain in my stomach, as if everything was twisted together.

She quickly sat up, raised her hand to cover her stomach, and her face turned a little pale.

I wanted to get out of bed, but because I didn't have the strength in my legs, I fell straight down.

Fu Yancheng stretched out his hand and caught the person.

But she took a shower before bed, wearing a homely pair of suspender pajamas, and her fingertips inevitably touched her bare skin.

After a closer look, I found that her exposed skin was all dazzlingly white, and her tentacles were delicate.

Fu Yancheng's body was a thin and well-trimmed shirt, which he deliberately changed when he came over, and his body lines were smooth and straight, because of this action that grabbed her, he leaned over slightly, revealing a straight wrist bone.

After Sheng Mian was supported, he breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly stood up straight with Fu Yancheng's hand, and when he realized that he was still holding his hand and didn't let go, he hurriedly took a step back.

Only then did I have a fantasy, how could Fu Yancheng be in her room and bedroom?

"The front desk came knocking on the door, and when no one answered, I called you, and then asked for a spare card."

His tone didn't fluctuate, and he pointed out with a bony hand.

"Let's have something to eat."

Sheng Mian breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly walked out.

She hadn't eaten all day, and her bowels were almost knotted with hunger.

After sitting on the sofa, she took out the things from the dining car and drank half a bowl of porridge, and then she felt alive.

When he raised his eyes, he saw Fu Yancheng standing next to the single sofa, his eyes were pitch black, like a slowly flowing lake at night.

He pulled up his shirt and sat down on the single sofa.

Sheng Mian felt embarrassed at this time, and hurriedly asked, "Mr. Fu, are you eating?" ”

There are a lot of things prepared at the front desk, she thought that the front desk lady knew that she was sick and specially pushed it, after all, the hotel she lived in was very good and expensive.

What's more, it's still owned by Fu's, and the service has nothing to say.

β€œpenny。”

Fu Yancheng let out a light voice, and his eyes fell on her.

His eyes are also very outstanding, slightly longer than peach blossom eyes, the tails of the eyes are sharp, and he is cold when he is not smiling, with a cold sense of coldness.

Sheng Mian thought he had something to say, such as something related to Yujingyuan.

No wonder he appeared here, he had already told him, and he could communicate at any time if he had any questions.

"Mr. Fu, you have something to say."

If you want to change the material, or if you want to add other details, you can communicate.

Fu Yancheng just retracted his gaze and got up, "Let's have a good rest after eating." ”

Sheng Mian hurriedly got up to send it, still a little uneasy.

When he walked to the door, he asked softly, "Is it something related to the Imperial Garden?" ”

Fu Yancheng paused, and his body stopped.

Sheng Mian really thought that the house needed to be detailed.

"I also hope to make the design of this house perfect, if Mr. Fu really has a request, he can mention it at any time."

The room was quiet, as if it was a moment away from the hustle and bustle of the world.

Fu Yancheng turned around and saw that her face was full of seriousness, and with these cold and weak eyes, it was too easy to soften people's hearts.

He raised his hand slightly, and landed on her waist, for she was wearing only a home slip dress, the fabric so thin that it seemed as if the palm of his hand had fallen on her skin.

She froze as she heard him speak, "I've been wondering if you hooked me on purpose." ”

Sheng Mian followed his line of sight, and saw the two points that protruded because he was not wearing underwear, and his face suddenly turned red.