After getting married, he became the favorite of the boss

Chapter 423 Departure, attend the dinner party

the other side.

Shen Yanhe followed Fu Yanhe in a daze.

After the adrenaline subsided, her vision became more blurred, and she felt drowsy in her body, and she walked unsteadily.

The third time he bumped into Fu Yanhe's back, Shen Yanhe simply closed his eyes, lay down on it and did not move.

Helpless and funny, Fu Yanhe turned around and hugged her in his arms, calling her softly with downcast eyes: "Banquet?"

Shen Yanhe leaned into his arms like a cat, rubbing her soft cheek against his chest: "Hold me."

Fu Yanhe sighed softly, bent down to pick her up, and turned her up and down: "It's light."

What happened to Shen Huai still hit Shen Yanhe very hard.

She didn't eat much these days, and she lost a lot in just a few days.

Shen Yanhe ignored him, buried her head on his shoulder, closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Fu Yanhe carried her back to the room, gently put her on the bed, and covered her with a quilt.

When he got up to wash up, Shen Yanhe who had closed his eyes suddenly opened, stretched out his hand and grabbed his collar, and raised his head to kiss him.

Fu Yanhe's eyes were dark, he pinched the back of her head, and deepened the kiss without any hesitation.

Fu Yanhe's big hand tightly clasped her slender index finger, pressed her on the bed in an absolutely oppressive posture, and gently sucked her soft lips, gradually deepening them step by step.

When he was about to go further, Shen Yanhe suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed him, frowning and mumbled: "Sleepy, I want to sleep."

Fu Yanhe frowned slightly, and gently wiped the sweat oozing from her forehead with his knuckle-knuckle hands, and said slowly, "You sleep with you."

Shen Yanhe blinked at him sleepily, and fell asleep in peace.

But this time she didn't sleep well, and dreamed that she had turned into a small boat, floating and sinking in the rough sea waves.

Not only to resist the annoying wind, but also to resist the waves that come up one after another.

After successfully landing on the shore, Shen Yanhe was already exhausted, unable to lift a single finger, and fell asleep even more deeply.

Fu Yanhe carried her to the bathroom, washed the two of them, and then returned to the bedroom to sleep.

After a night.

At noon, when Shen Yanhe woke up in a daze, she only felt backache, leg pain, and head pain.

It was as if someone beat her up while she was sleeping, and she was in a panic.

Shen Yanhe lay on the bed for a while, she was very drunk last night, part of her memory was missing, but she remembered that she ran around chasing Wufang yesterday.

Shen Yanhe: "..."

A rare shame appeared on Shen Yanhe's face, and she couldn't help but shrink herself into the quilt silently.

Lose face, lose face.

next time……

She doesn't drink anymore.

When Fu Yanhe opened the door and came in, he saw that she had curled herself up under the quilt and turned into a small ball, with a little smile in her black eyes: "Are you awake?"

Shen Yanhe moved and gave a muffled hum.

Fu Yanhe put the hangover soup on the table, and patted the quilt: "Do you have a headache? Come and drink some hangover soup?"

Shen Yanhe didn't move, and after a while, she slowly lifted the quilt and crawled out from inside.

Without squinting, she got off the bed as if nothing happened yesterday: "I'll go wash up first."

Fu Yanhe's eyebrows moved slightly, and he answered.

After Shen Yanhe washed up, she had calmed down from the shame just now.

It's no big deal, it's just embarrassing!

Get used to throwing it away.

She cleared her cough, patted her face, turned around and went out of the bathroom, and drank the hangover soup in one gulp.

"Let's go and eat."

Shen Yanhe touched his empty stomach, and took the lead to leave the room.

Fu Yanhe followed her slowly.

After going down to the third floor, when passing the guest room on the second floor, Shen Yanhe saw that the door of the guest room was demolished out of the corner of his eye.

She paused and asked, "Why was the door of this guest room removed?"

Fu Yanhe raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at her without speaking.

Xiang Ling'an's voice sounded faintly: "You still have the nerve to ask, this door was opened by you last night."

Shen Yanhe turned her head, saw Xiang Ling'an's eyes were black and blue, and fell into deep thought.

This immoral thing really seems to be done by her.

But well, she doesn't remember.

So Shen Yanhe said confidently: "How could I do such a rude thing? Senior brother, you must have remembered it wrong."

Xiang Ling'an gave her a resentful look, then pointed at her and said to Fu Yanhe: "Next time, keep an eye on her and never let her touch alcohol!"

Fu Yanhe nodded: "Yes."

After the two finished talking, they went down to eat together. Xiang Ling'an dragged Fengjiao, who kept yawning, out to play, while Fu Yanhe went to the study to deal with the documents.

Shen Yanhe sat on the sofa and played mobile games with her mobile phone for a while.

After half an hour.

Wu Fang walked in with a few strangers, followed by a young man of mixed race.

When the young man saw Shen Yanhe sitting on the sofa, his eyes were slightly bright, and he smiled and introduced himself: "Hi Ma'am, I'm Fang."

One side looked at Shen Yanhe indiscriminately, feeling a little surprised.

The lady is petite and looks soft and harmless. It's hard to believe that she chased Wu Fang away last night.

Shen Yanhe also remembered the absurd things last night, she silently put down her phone, looked at the person in front of her, and asked, "Hello, where are you?"

"This is the styling team of FY Group in Harman. The chief asked me to bring them over to give you styling." Wu Fang said, "And choose the dress."

One party smiled and said: "Madam, I have brought over all the dresses newly designed by FY Group, do you want to have a look?"

Shen Yanhe nodded slightly, with a bit of laziness between her brows and eyes: "Let's take a look."

One of them raised his hand and clapped.

People from outside filed in, each holding a hanging dress in their hands.

Shen Yanhe took a look, and her eyes fell on a long gold velvet floor-length ancient cheongsam, and she pointed: "Just this one."

"Okay ma'am." One party nodded, raised his hand and waved them back.

After spending two hours, Shen Yanhe finally finished the styling.

Fu Yanhe happened to come down from upstairs.

When he looked up, he saw a woman in a cheongsam standing in the living room.

She has a graceful figure and exquisite curves, her long black hair is tied up with a hairpin, and her eyes are shining brightly when she raises her eyes, carrying the charm of an oriental woman.

Fu Yanhe's eyes were dim, and he walked towards Shen Yanhe, stood behind her, and put his arms around her slender waist: "It's beautiful."

Shen Yanhe raised her eyebrows slightly, and fell into his arms: "Is it over?"

Fu Yanhe hummed, his eyes fell on her white earlobes, after thinking for a while, he took off the jade earrings from her ears.

He took a pearl earring from the opened dressing box on the coffee table and put it on.

The white pearls softened Shen Yanhe's classical temperament a bit.

"I'm going to change clothes." Fu Yanhe let go of Shen Yanhe, instructed her twice, and then went upstairs to change into the suit he had prepared earlier.

The two made their own poses, and it was getting dark outside, so they took Yifang and Wufang and drove to Haman Palace.

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