There is no doubt that she is extremely eager for the man in front of her!
Not just physically, but also her heart and soul.
She wanted to leave a deep mark in his life...
Wen Xinning took the initiative to climb on his shoulders, imitated his movements, and kissed back tentatively.
Although the movements are clumsy, they carry a sense of excitement that is even more difficult to suppress.
Fu Sichen also felt that the person in front of him became bolder.
The young movements gradually became eager. Although there were more bumps and bumps in the process, Fu Sichen was so aroused by her like this several times.
He couldn't help but take a deep breath and said in a low voice: "I can't tell that you still have such a passionate side."
Wen Xinning's eyes were blurred, and her two white and tender arms were tightly wrapped around his neck.
The redness on his face could no longer be distinguished from shyness or from the mist.
She said: "I only do this to you..."
This answer was very useful to Fu Sichen.
He nibbled on her soft crimson lips with satisfaction, "Then keep going..."
"Um……"
All the words were swallowed up in the subsequent kiss.
The temperature in the bathroom is gradually rising, and the enthusiasm continues to be consumed...
Not long after, the sound of chaotic and rapid breathing came from the small bathroom, including hers and his...
This bath was the longest that Wen Xinning had ever taken.
When the sound of water stopped, it was already more than forty minutes later.
Wen Xinning's whole body was weak and she could only be carried out by Fu Sichen. Her head was drowsy and she was nestled in his arms.
After all, her physical strength is limited after pregnancy.
Even though Fu Sichen still hadn't reached the last step, she was still drained of all her strength inexplicably.
Fu Sichen, who was drunk, now became sober.
As soon as he put the person on the bed, Wen Xinning couldn't help but want to fall down and sleep.
Fu Sichen supported her again and said, "My hair is still wet. Let it dry later before going to sleep."
But Wen Xinning just snorted and stopped moving.
Fu Sichen looked at her lazy look and felt helpless, so he went to get a hair dryer and came over to dry her hair.
The slender fingers passed through her hair, which would have been impossible in her dreams before.
Young Master Fu, it's good that you don't wait for anyone to wait on you. How can you wait on others?
Because he had never done anything like this before, Fu Sichen's movements were clumsy and unskilled, and he occasionally pulled Wen Xinning's hair.
Wen Xinning frowned as her scalp was being pulled so painfully that she felt a little sober after being tortured like this.
She opened her eyes slightly and saw the man's focused expression.
This is something she never dared to dream about.
But now, those impossible things are coming true one by one.
Wen Xinning suddenly thanked herself for listening to Li Luo's words and mustering up the courage to take this step toward him.
Only now will she have an increasingly intimate relationship with him.
As she was thinking about it, Wen Xinning slightly curved her lips and rested her head on his lap affectionately, enjoying his service as a matter of course.
Fu Sichen noticed her movements, raised his eyebrows, stopped the hair dryer, patted her shoulder, "Get up and blow it yourself when you wake up."
Wen Xinning put her arms around the man's waist, proud of her favor, and said, "Master Fu, help me blow!"
There was a hint of coquettishness in her tone.
Weary's voice was soft, like a small hook, gently teasing his heart.
Fu Sichen pursed his lips and said, "How lazy!"
However, the movements in his hands did not stop, and he continued to blow dry her hair, his movements gentler than before.
When his hair was completely dry, Fu Sichen wanted to call Wen Xinning, but found that this time she really fell asleep.
Seeing this, he gave up calling for someone, carefully carried her to the center of the bed, covered her with a quilt, and then turned around to blow dry his hair.
At this time, his mobile phone on the table suddenly vibrated crazily.
Several messages were sent frantically. Fu Sichen clicked on them and found that it was Jiang Mojue.
"Hurry up! Who is Miss Wen?"
After Fu Sichen read Jiang Mojue's message, he chuckled and was too lazy to pay attention to this person. He just turned his phone on silent and went to sleep!
…
Early the next morning.
Wen Xinning got up as soon as the alarm clock rang.
After breakfast, she and Fu Sichen went to the company together.
At nine-thirty in the morning, the design department held a meeting.
After chatting about their respective design tasks and tracking their progress, Jian Siwei also asked Wen Xinning, "Where is your revision progress? How much is it?"
Wen Xinning said truthfully: "There is still half of it..."
Jian Siwei frowned, dissatisfied, "Why so slow? Did you just change it so much yesterday?"
Wen Xinning looked at the notes in front of her, was silent for a few seconds, and replied: "This is already fast. The design drawing modifications require precision, and as the company is about to launch a new product, I don't dare to be careless and hasty."
Jian Siwei didn't listen to her explanation at all.
Her displeasure was clearly visible on her face, and she sternly reprimanded: "You are still progressing so fast? It can only be said that your ability is no more than this! Since your ability is not good, then be more diligent and spend more time to deal with things. Well, instead of making excuses to deal with me like you are now!"
In front of the entire design department, Jian Siwei's scolding did not leave Wen Xinning any face.
After hearing this, Wen Xinning pursed her lips and said nothing more.
After seeing Wen Xinning being reprimanded in this way, the rest of the people had a look of gloating on their faces.
Throughout the meeting, Wen Xinning almost became a negative example for the entire design department.
Even if Jian Siwei named other people to ask about their works later, she would also cue Wen Xinning and remind everyone that hard work can make up for weakness!
Wen Xinning couldn't tell that she was suppressing herself, but she didn't say anything.
Finally, the meeting finally ended and Wen Xinning returned to her seat.
She reluctantly adjusted her mood and focused on her work.
In a blink of an eye, it’s almost noon.
She got up and went to the bathroom. Before she came out, she suddenly heard a conversation in the stall.
The people being talked about were none other than herself and Fu Sichen.
"This morning, I saw her taking Mr. Fu's car to work again!"
"Really? Why is she so blatant? Is she afraid that others won't know about her relationship with Mr. Fu?"
"Did you see her innocent and pure face? Among the men in the company, who didn't stare at her? She's so good at seducing people, maybe she has thought of herself as Mrs. Fu."
"If you really get noticed by Mr. Fu, you won't have to work hard anymore and can be a young lady at home. Who wouldn't want to?"
"Just her? Did you see the way she was scolded by the director at the meeting this morning? It's so funny! A newbie still wants to talk back to the director!"
"You don't know, Lisa and I were suppressing our laughter down there this morning. How uncomfortable it was..."
