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

Chapter 568 She Was Picked Up By A Man
Sheng Chaomu pulled his lips, and said with a sneer: "Fu Huaijin, do you think you men can be comfortable with this kind of thing if women don't cooperate?"

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It was already eight o'clock in the evening when the two returned to the Venice Hotel.

Because they left in a hurry from the banquet, neither of them ate anything at the banquet.

Therefore, after returning to the hotel, Sheng Chaomu said to Fu Huaijin, "Cook me a bowl of noodles, I'm not used to western food."

The CEO of Tangtang Group had such low requirements for food, which surprised Fu Huaijin.

He looked at the woman who had been lazily lying on the sofa since entering the door, thought for a while, and said:
"I think you seem quite tired. Otherwise, you can go to the bathroom and take a hot bath to relieve fatigue. I will take this spare time to cook some of your favorite hometown dishes?"

Sheng Chaomu didn't bother to analyze the subtext behind his words, which was to ask her to wash up and give him a full meal.

She was just too tired, the kind of mental fatigue that made her lazy to use her brain.

She said weakly: "Then you can help me put the bath water."

After she stood up, she said to him, "help me undo the zipper at the back."

Soon, the hair is dried.

The evening dress she was wearing was rather complicated, the waist was very tight, and the zipper was on the back, so she needed help to put it on and take it off.

The moment he hugged her, her arms naturally wrapped around his neck, and her delicate lips were close to his neck, warm and soft, touching every nerve under his skin.

Soon there was the sound of rushing water in the bathroom.

He was so focused that an indescribable strangeness flashed across his mind.

Sheng Chaomu was already quite tired, and after taking a shower, he was served to blow-dry his hair, and now he was even more lazy.

He came to her, looked down at her, and asked:

Through a thin layer of smoke, his voice was gentle:

Sheng Chaomu did not refuse.

Fu Huaijin walked in front of her, "Shall I blow it for you?"

"Mr. Sheng, it's really hard for people to understand you. A few minutes ago, you looked like you didn't care about me, and then you let me help you undress..." After a pause, "I thought You are very wary of me."

"Mr. Sheng, when we were in love, didn't we often sit down and eat at the same table like this?"

Perhaps his eyes were too focused, Sheng Chaomu raised his eyes and looked at him after eating half of it, and frowned, "What do you see me doing?"

Her luggage is in James Manor. Even if she can wear a nightgown after taking a shower now, she still needs to wear normal clothes tomorrow.

The woman's body was fragrant and soft after taking a bath, and she was even more obedient at this time, as if the thorns all over her body had been removed, revealing the softest part to him, completely clinging to him.

I don't know how long she has been standing in this posture. In short, her gaze is obviously different from what he saw before, as if looking at him to miss someone in memory or a certain fragment of the past, so her gaze Very focused.

It's all home cooking.

Fu Huaijin hummed, her voice became hoarse, "Okay."

The zipper was quickly opened under the action of the man, and as the zipper slid down, the woman's curvaceous back was quickly exposed to the man's sight.

He couldn't help thinking, when she loved him the most, didn't she also have this kind of almost focused gaze?
"I'm going to find you, the food is ready."

Even when they were young in deep memory, they seldom ate at the same table.

Fu Huaijin found a hair dryer, and she just lay on the sofa and let the man blow the hair dryer over her scalp. The warm wind was turned on, and the wind was very gentle, as if it wanted to blow open her pores, which made her feel a little comfortable.

Fu Huaijin sat across from her, looking at her without blinking her phoenix eyes.

Fu Huaijin clicked his tongue, looked deeply at the woman's indifferent face with her phoenix eyes, and said with a low smile:

"You help me take off the bath towel and nightgown, and call the room service and ask them to help me buy some clothes."

Fu Huaijin didn't expect her to be so obedient, her thin lips raised a little unconsciously, and then went to the bathroom.

Sheng Chaomu hummed after he finished speaking, then turned around and said to him:

She has fair skin.

Sheng Chaomu came back to his senses because of his words, she hummed, and said, "I'll come right after I finish drying my hair."

Sheng Chaomu took a sip of the sweet meatball soup and said frankly, "Not really."

After he explained to the hotel waiter, he went to the kitchenette in the presidential suite.

Even when they were most in love, they seldom ate at the same table.

Fu Huaijin lit a cigarette.

For the first time, Fu Huaijin didn't refute his brazenness, he nodded in agreement, "That's quite a good point."

Sheng Chaomu just wants to sleep now, "I don't want to eat right now, I just want to sleep, you hug me to bed."

As soon as he turned around, he saw a woman wrapped in a silk nightgown leaning against the kitchen door and looking at her.

From the first time he saw her, his first impression was that she was very white.

The man's voice was gentle, "Okay."

Because there was no preparation in advance and the ingredients were limited, he simply made four meals and one soup.

"President Shanda, I see that you are so lazy that you don't even want to move your fingers, do you want me to hug you?"

Sheng Chaomu stood up while he was speaking.

Sheng Chaomu raised his eyes and looked at him, "Just because of your brazenness, no matter how vigilant I am, you can penetrate every hole, can't you?"

After putting away the bath water, he went and returned quickly.

Perhaps it was the smell of the food that aroused the glutton in his stomach. After taking his seat, Sheng Chaomu took the bowl and chopsticks from the man, and began to eat obediently.

Fu Huaijin stood where she was and took a while to call the room service.

Seeing her drowsy appearance, Fu Huaijin reached out and picked her up from the sofa.

After he finished cooking, he planned to go to the bathroom and ask Sheng Chaomu to come out.

Fu Huaijin's throat rolled, and he said in a hoarse voice, "You didn't eat anything last night, eat something before going to bed."

The man's fingers ran through her hair, and the pulp of his fingers occasionally touched the skin of her neck, which made her shudder.

She lay on the sofa, with half of her face resting on her arm, eyes closed, and said lazily, "I'm so sleepy, can you carry me to the bed?"

Compared with the fair and tender skin on her face, the skin on her body glowed with a layer of faint pink, like the peach color in March, so charming that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

After he lit the cigarette, he didn't put it in his mouth, but held it between his fingers and let it burn.

"It's ready."

But Fu Huaijin ignored her at all and forcibly carried her into the restaurant.

Fu Huaijin's gaze became hotter, but that was all.

Although Sheng Weikang adopted Fu Huaijin and Fu Huairou, at that time, Fu Huaijin was just the follower of her eldest lady, and there was a difference between master and servant, so it was even more impossible to eat together.

Fu Huaijin didn't remember these things, so she was quite surprised and confused by Sheng Chaomu's answer.

At this time, he moved the cigarette to his mouth and took a deep breath. After a thick smoke ring was blown out, he asked in confusion:

"why?"

(End of this chapter)