Failed to run with the ball with his best friend! The prince of Beijing circle went crazy

Shen Xingtong looked really pitiful under the dim light.

She was sitting on the ground, her pants were stained with blood, and her sleeves were also covered in blood.

Hearing Fu Heng's voice, she raised her head slightly to meet Fu Heng's cold gaze, and her eyes quickly filled with mist.

"Mr. Fu, it hurts, wuwuwu~"

The soft voice that came out of her red lips was both pitiful and distressing.

Qian Xin asked, "Did someone attack you, ma'am?"

"Woo woo woo." Shen Xingtong climbed up, threw herself into Fu Heng's arms, and buried her whole little face in Fu Heng's broad and strong chest.

His suit soon became wrinkled from her rubbing back and forth.

Shen Xingtong whimpered softly, "Someone attacked me, and he tried to smother me. Mr. Fu, I'm so scared, sob, sob, sob."

At this moment, the woman in my arms was like a crying monster.

Fu Heng frowned.

He clasped his long arms around her waist, his expression calm as he lifted her up by the waist and told Qian Xin, "Open the door."

Qian Xin finally came back to his senses and hurriedly opened the door of the presidential suite amid Shen Xingtong's sobbing.

"Go prepare a set of clean clothes for the Madam and bring a medicine box." After Fu Heng gave Qian Xin instructions, he carried Shen Xingtong into the room.

Shen Xingtong leaned her face against his chest, with the corners of her lips slightly raised.

Fortunately, there were no surveillance cameras in the corridor.

Otherwise, her character will definitely collapse.

Fu Heng smelled very nice, with a clear and elegant sandalwood scent, now mixed with a hint of wine.

He must have drunk a lot of wine.

Fu Heng carried her into the presidential suite and carefully placed her on the sofa.

Although Fu Heng is usually as cold as an iceberg, he is quite considerate.

Shen Xingtong was put down by him, and hurriedly reached out to hook her arms around his neck, deliberately pulling his face close, breathing sweetly.

"Don't go, I'm scared."

She was like a young and delicate animal, and her gentle plea hit the man's heart.

Fu Heng lowered his eyelashes, looked at his pitiful wife in front of him, and pursed his lips lightly, "I won't leave, be good, let go first."

She refused to give in, raised her wet eyes like a deer's, and looked straight at him, afraid that he would really walk away.

Fu Heng guessed that she must have been very frightened.

The man sighed imperceptibly, and seeing that he couldn't get her to let go, he could only hold her in his arms.

However, Shen Xingtong could clearly feel that although he was holding her, it was only a loose embrace, without any lust, but just out of pity for her weakness.

Ugh!

Why did God create such a species as the Iceberg Man?

If her husband is a young, vigorous and passionate man, she can handle it in minutes and then happily leave with the money.

Now, it’s really hard to deal with the iceberg guy.

"Where are you hurt?" Fu Heng's voice came from above his head.

Shen Xingtong was lost in thought and didn't realize that his tone had softened.

His chin was lifted.

Her stunned look was reflected directly in his deep black pupils.

"Why, does the injury hurt?"

Shen Xingtong came back to her senses and said, "I..."

Damn, she wasn't hurt.

Is it too late for her to go to the door, pick up the fruit knife and stab herself?

"I..." She mumbled "I" for a long time, unable to come up with anything else. She could only reply dully, "I want to take a bath in the hot springs, is that okay?"

She asked very carefully.

Fu Heng's captivating gaze circled around her little face, as if he was guessing the truth of what he said.

"Where are you hurt?" he asked again.

Shen Xingtong licked her red lips and answered honestly, "I'm not hurt anywhere. The man heard you coming and stabbed himself in a panic and ran away."

Well, never mind, this explanation makes sense.

Fu Heng nodded slightly and let her go.

But his eyes became a little colder.

It's no longer as gentle as before.

"Go take a shower." He said these three words and got up to go to the bathroom.

Shen Xingtong was secretly depressed.

He can still be so cool after drinking. Was he a professional refrigerator in his previous life?

She complained inwardly, then got up and went to the hot spring pool.

The hot spring pool in the presidential suite is much larger than the one next to hers, and it is fully equipped with snacks, fruits, drinks and wine.

She hasn't had enough fun in the hot springs yet, so she has to soak herself thoroughly now!

Thinking of this, she no longer cared about Fu Heng, the male protagonist. She quickly threw away her sportswear, changed into the swimsuit provided nearby, and sat directly in the pool.

When Fu Heng came out, he happened to see Shen Xingtong taking off all her clothes.

The man's pupils shrank.

Through a clear glass door, every move of Shen Xingtong fell into his eyes.

She had no idea that she had been seen naked.

Fu Heng's eyes moved slightly, and he turned his gaze away calmly, sitting down at his desk to deal with his work.

From time to time, the sound of rushing water could be heard in the hot spring pool.

It seems that Shen Xingtong is having a great time soaking in the water.

Fu Heng smiled a little and focused on the work at hand.

but……

After a while, Shen Xingtong's somewhat panicked voice was heard from the pool.

Fu Heng stood up and walked towards the hot spring pool, "What's wrong?"

Although he came over, his voice was indifferent and lacked warmth.

Shen Xingtong fell to the side of the pool at this time. Although she knew that this was the man's nature, she still rolled her eyes where he couldn't see.

She whispered, "I soaked for too long, felt dizzy, and fell down."

She also knew that it was somewhat embarrassing to say so.

But Fu Heng couldn't help but chuckle.

A very soft laugh echoed in the bathtub.

Shen Xingtong herself is actually quite thick-skinned, but after hearing his laughter, she felt a little embarrassed. No matter how thick-skinned one is, one can't stand being laughed at.

The man's gaze on her was filled with a hint of teasing and amusement, and he stepped forward to help her up from the ground.

Shen Xingtong was still wearing a swimsuit at this time.

The swimsuit was provided in the presidential suite. Compared with the one she brought herself, it was indeed not very good-looking. It was pure black and not very revealing.

Shen Xingtong's skin is so white that it glows.

The black color made her skin look even whiter and more delicate. When he helped her up, his fingers accidentally touched her silky skin. The touch made the man's eyes deepen slightly.

He whispered, "Is it ready?"

The question was asked casually.

Shen Xingtong's figure in a swimsuit is hot and attractive. Her skin matches the black swimsuit. The strong contrast of black and white brings a strong visual impact.

But the man remained calm.

He held her shoulders with one hand, showing no emotion at all.

Shen Xingtong even felt a little disappointed.

Even with her appearance, she couldn't impress the hero at all. He is indeed an abstinent hero, and it is destined that only the heroine can impress him!

However, she felt heartbroken when she thought about her 150 million red envelope...

"I'm done," Shen Xingtong said, raising her eyes and gently circling his strong arms with her fingers. "Mr. Fu, do you want to soak too?"

He grabbed her rebellious fingers with his backhand, but the words he said were particularly depressing.

"Now that you're done soaking, I'll take you back next door to rest."

Shen Xingtong: “…”