After the divorce: The president can no longer control the young mistress

Speaking of this, she looked deeply at him regretfully, pouted and said, "If you can't do it, then don't flirt around here and there."

As she said that, she gave him a fierce look, "I hate it!"

After she finished speaking, she picked up her bag and stumbled outside.

Fu Huaijin looked at her gradually walking away figure, her face was gloomy as if she could wring out water.

When the woman was about to walk out of the door of the bar, he raised his feet and ran after her.

I don't know if it's going to rain or not, but the air is extremely hot tonight.

When Sheng Zhaomu came out of the bar, layers of sweat formed on his forehead due to the sweltering heat.

When she came, she asked Qin Huai to drive her over. Later, Qin Huai's family had something to do, so she let him go first.

However, Qin Huai left her a car and another bodyguard to protect her.

However, she glanced at the parking lot, but she didn't see her bodyguard and car.

Just as she was frowning depressedly, a deafening bolt of lightning struck down from the sky above her head.

She was still in shock, followed by another burst of lightning and thunder, accompanied by crackling raindrops splashing down from the top of her head.

Soon, the long skirt on her body was wetted by the increasingly heavy rain.

She was a little unhappy, and when she looked down for the phone in her bag, footsteps came from behind her.

A playful bass came from behind her,

"Mr. Sheng, I'm neither gay nor impotent. Does what you just said still count?"

Because of the surge of alcohol, Sheng Chaomu's head was buzzing as if it was about to explode.

She turned around and looked drunkenly at the man who appeared with an umbrella.

At this time, the man raised the umbrella to the top of her head, took a step in front of her, looked down at her deeply, and said calmly, "Why? Is Mr. Sheng repenting?"

In the rainy night, the shadows of the lamps were mottled beyond belief, and the man's handsome face looked extremely bewildered under the mottled lights and shadows.

She looked up at him, and muttered, "Who's going back on his word? I... President Shanda, I keep my promises, and it's hard to follow..."

After she finished speaking, the man hugged the woman horizontally.

After getting into the car, Fu Huaijin said to Jiang Hai, "I'm not going back, let's find a high-end love hotel nearby."

A quarter of an hour later, their car stopped at an extremely high-end hotel.

After Jiang Hai completed the check-in procedures, he handed the room card to Fu Huaijin, "Master, this is the room card."

Fu Huaijin hummed coldly, and then said, "You can go back."

After Jiang Hai left, Fu Huaijin went upstairs with Sheng Chaomu in his arms.

The biggest convenience that love hotels have over ordinary star-rated hotels is that they are well prepared for things like men and women.

From the moment Fu Huaijin entered the door with Sheng Chaomu in his arms, he was shocked by the ambiguous decoration style.

The room is lit with an unknown but pleasant aroma, and the decoration style is particularly charming. The bed curtain is drawn to the floor, and the double bed is covered with flower petals.

He was in no hurry to clean up the drunk woman.

After entering the door, he threw the woman into the bathtub to soak.

He came out of the bathroom and took off his rain-soaked coat.

After smoking a cigarette, he went to the wine rack to take down a bottle of excellent vintage red wine.

He glanced at the formula of the red wine against the light, and the formula said that the red wine had been added with legal ingredients.

Seeing this, he took out two transparent goblets, filled them up respectively, and walked into the bathroom.

The woman who was supposed to be taking a bath unexpectedly fell asleep lying on the edge of the bathtub.

The long skirt on her body was scattered on the edge of the bathtub, almost half of her body was hanging above the water surface, her skin was whiter than milk, it was so white that it dazzled the eyes, but her face was so red from the steam, her whole body was so pale. The tenderness is outrageous.

Fu Huaijin slid her throat silently a few times, then pulled the towel on the hanger to pick her up from the water.

He only carelessly wiped the water off her body and hair, and then put her on the bed.

But after that, he did nothing to her.

He just stood in front of the bed and looked down at her.

After a long time, a deep thought came to his mind - this is his woman.

At least it used to be his woman.

And now, as long as he wanted, she could still be his woman.

As he was thinking this way, Sheng Chaomu, who was in a daze, opened his eyes at this moment, and she was clamoring for a drink of water because she was thirsty.

Fu Huaijin's gaze fell on the goblet containing the red wine, he narrowed his phoenix eyes for a moment, and brought one of the glasses of red wine to her.

He lifted her up and fed the red wine to her mouth, "Here comes the water, drink it slowly."

Sheng Chaomu bit the rim of the cup and drank it in small sips.

She knew it wasn't water when she took the first sip in her mouth, but she just frowned, and didn't push the red wine away, because she thought it was very special and delicious.

A glass of red wine was quickly downed, and only a sober person can understand what kind of intense scene happened after that.

The next day.

When the sky suddenly appeared, there was an incomparably clear applause in the dark room.

The sleeping man opened his eyes because of this slap.

His eyes were very red, but his eyes were extremely calm, so calm that no one could see his state of mind at this time.

He turned his head slightly, and met the woman's angry eyes.

Even if a good-looking woman is angry, it is pleasing to the eye and makes people lose their temper.

Fu Huaijin sat up leaning against the head of the bed, and the bedding slid down to his muscular waist because of the movement of him getting up, so that the good figure of his entire upper body came into Sheng Chaomu's eyes clearly.

In addition to such a good figure, there are scratches and bite marks crisscrossing his body.

Because of the scene in front of him, Sheng Chaomu's intoxicated memory was gradually awakened.

When all kinds of unsightly scenes played back in her mind, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to dig a hole and bury herself alive.

Is she really so perverted because she hasn't had a man for a long time?
Sheng Chaomu's face burned quickly, but she wasn't about to admit what she remembered.

Therefore, before the man opened his mouth, she preemptively said: "Zhou Gongjin, if you are taking advantage of others, I can call the police and send you to jail..."

Before she finished speaking, the man interrupted her:
"My name is not Zhou Gongjin. Please call me by my original name. You can call me Ajin or Huaijin. It doesn't help. You can just call me Mr. Fu."

Sheng Chaomu's pupils shrank again because of his words, and her voice was a little tense, "You... have you recovered your memory?"

Fu Huaijin felt a bit of a headache, he raised his hand to pinch the center of his brows, raised his coquettish phoenix eyes to look at her, and said calmly: "No."

Sheng Chaomu let out an emotionless oh, and when he was about to question the teacher, Fu Huaijin turned on a video on his phone and held it in front of her, saying:
"Mr. Sheng, you are completely different from your usual impression on the bed. Do you know how colorful you are? The female fairies who only eat Tang monk meat are not as exaggerated as you!"