Chapter 428 It’s Like an Itch Coming From the Bones

When Sheng Mian was carried out, her whole body was as soft as noodles.

When she was put into the quilt, she realized that Fu Yancheng was going to continue. She frowned and turned over.

"acid."

How could Fu Yancheng let her go? After all, the night was still long.

But Shengmian had already fallen asleep, as if the screaming male body in front of her had no attraction in her eyes.

She was really just on a mission of ten.

Fu Yancheng has been chased many times since he was a child. He even got a little impatient when he rejected the opposite sex. But if someone really showed no interest in him, he felt a little unhappy.

"penny?"

He yelled and grabbed her face.

Sheng Mian frowned and swatted away in her sleep.

Fu Yancheng had no choice but to lie down.

He felt strange about this woman, like an itch that came from his bones.

I want to scratch it, but I can't.

So I felt anxious several times, and that kind of itch would affect my mood.

Over the years, he has been able to make every correct judgment in the business field and frighten his enemies. However, when facing her, he seemed to have broken his rules.

He frowned and couldn't help but call Wen Sihe.

Worried about affecting his sleep, he went to the living room.

Wen Sihe was known for his good temper and his ability to have fun. After all, he was in the entertainment industry. He had just dismissed a woman and was smoking a cigarette on the balcony.

I saw Fu Yancheng calling me in the middle of the night, and it was still three o'clock in the morning.

Inexplicably, Wen Sihe felt that the other party had just finished.

This probably comes from the tacit understanding between the brothers.

"Yancheng."

Fu Yancheng was sitting in the living room, and for the first time he began to think about why he had to be this woman.

You can find a single person.

Rather than a married one.

"Sihe."

Wen Sihe took a puff of cigarette and said lazily, "Ah, here you are, what's wrong?"

Fu Yancheng's face darkened and he hung up the phone.

Sure enough, you shouldn't ask this kind of person.

Wen Sihe called again.

"Find yourself tempted?"

It must be said that Wen Sihe is indeed a screenwriter, and he can always find the sharpest entry point into matters between men and women.

But Fu Yancheng quickly denied it.

"no."

Wen Sihe is different from Fu Yancheng. He is more casual in this kind of relationship. He takes someone back when he likes her, and he doesn't care much about the other person's feelings. They all want resources from him anyway, and everyone just trades.

Wen Sihe flicked the ashes of his cigarette and asked, "Then why are you calling in the middle of the night?"

Fu Yancheng was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked, "What do you think of me?"

"ha?"

He was confused by the question. How about discussing his brother in the middle of the night?

"Yancheng, I'm not a woman. How do I know if you are good or not? If you don't ask Penny directly, are you afraid that she will be dissatisfied? Well, I have a medicine in my hand."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Yancheng hung up again.

Wen Sihe called again and found that the phone on the other end had been turned off.

baffling.