Before leaving, he put his coat on her again, and Wen Yan looked at him doubtfully.
"Don't wear this in front of others."
Little women don’t know how attractive this body is to men.
She really came prepared.
But luckily, she was looking for herself.
"Ahem, yes."
Wen Yan hurriedly dressed. His clothes smelled nice and refreshing, and did not smell of tobacco or alcohol. This man should not have any bad habits.
The two of them left the private room one after another. Seeing that she didn't follow, Fu Hansi deliberately slowed down.
"Secretary Wen, come and have coffee too."
In the corridor, Wen Yan and her colleagues from the Chu Group met face to face.
"Well, hello." She nodded with a smile.
The man could look at her calmly, his eyes full of adoration, but Wen Yan was only busy greeting her colleagues and didn't notice.
"Is this Secretary Wen's boyfriend?" a curious colleague asked.
Wen Yan glanced at him. "No, I have something else to do, let's talk about it next time."
"Oh, okay, let's talk next time."
It was hard for everyone to stop talking, and Wen Yan didn't want to explain too much.
It's just that when someone heard these two words, his eyebrows frowned slightly, but the surface remained as usual.
After the two left, the two employees whispered.
"Why does that person look so familiar just now? He has such a strong aura, I feel like I've seen him before somewhere." Employee 1 poked the colleague next to him.
"That's Mr. Fu from the Fu Group. Of course he looks familiar." Employee 2 stared at his back like a nympho.
The future heirs of the Chu and Fu families in Baicheng are all famous single aristocrats. With their handsome appearance and wealthy background, many women flock to him.
"No wonder Secretary Wen is resigning. It turns out he has switched jobs to one of our competitors." Employee 1 looked like he understood instantly.
"I can't tell that Secretary Wen is such a person." Employee 2 sighed.
"You can't blame Secretary Wen. We all know how Mr. Chu treated her."
"Yes, and I think Mr. Fu is much better than Mr. Chu."
The two female employees chatted non-stop.
in the car.
Wen Yan took off her coat, folded it and handed it to him.
"Thank you Mr. Fu."
He glanced at the clothes lightly. "Put it on, if you want to be in the car, that's fine."
Wen Yan put it on awkwardly and looked out the car window. The traffic was constantly flowing, and she couldn't calm down.
The car stopped in front of a villa.
"Sir, Miss, we're here."
The bodyguards quickly opened the car doors.
"Mr. Fu, where is this?"
She thought he would take her to the hotel, but he seemed to take her to his home.
"I'm used to being at home."
"yes."
Then why did he check out a hotel room last time? Although Wen Yan was confused, she didn't ask.
While she was thinking, the man got out of the car and opened the door for her.
"Thank you." Wen Yan quickly got out of the car.
In the Chu family, she had already seen the luxurious life of the rich. Compared with the wealth of the Chu family, his home was in a simple modern style.
The servants stood on both sides, looking at him with suspicion and surprise. Wen Yan followed him bravely.
Coming to his bedroom, it has the same simple layout as always, except that the color of his room is dark, which looks a bit dull.
Although she repeatedly reminded herself what would happen before arriving, Wen Yan was still a little embarrassed after arriving.
"Sit down." He sat down on the sofa.
"good."
Wen Yan sat obediently on the single sofa, looking down at everything like a king.
She kept clenching her fingers, seemingly calm, but actually nervous.
"Would you like something to drink?"
Fu Hansi could see her nervousness. In fact, he was not much better.
"Thank you, I'm not thirsty."
Their conversation couldn't be simpler, but Wen Yan felt that she had been seen through by him.
"Nervous?" he asked again.
"Won't."
Wen Yan smiled slightly, her palms all sweaty.
How could you not be nervous? It’s just self-deception.
Knock knock knock~~~~
Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and Wen Yan stood up subconsciously.
"I'll open the door."
He didn't stop her and let her do whatever she wanted. He just kept his eyes on her and never left her.
Wen Yan opened the door, the servants brought in fruit snacks, and then quickly left.
"Eat something, it's a long night."
"Well, I'm going to use the bathroom."
He nodded slightly.
In the bathroom, Wen Yan looked at herself in the mirror, her face redder than she imagined.
She thought she was showing no signs of timidity, but it seemed that she just thought so.
Wen Yan washed her face with cold water. The cold water soothed her hot cheeks.
We are all adults, face it calmly and get what we need, she told herself.
Back in the room, Wen Yan ate slowly and tastelessly, but as he said, he should be very tired tonight.
She ate quietly, and the man watched silently.
Seeing that he didn't take action, Wen Yan asked kindly: "Mr. Fu, do you want to eat?"
The man smiled slightly. "You can eat, I haven't washed my hands yet."
After being with Chu Shiyu for a long time, Wen Yan learned how to figure out the thoughts of her superiors.
But Fu Hansi was hard to understand. She didn't know if he meant it, but it was better than nothing.
Wen Yan handed the peeled grapes to his mouth and said with a smile: "Mr. Fu, I just washed my hands, eat it."
He looked at her with an incomprehensible expression.
"Did you treat Chu Shiyu like this too?"
She paused. "I try to do every job I can."
Wen Yan had never done anything like this before. Chu Shiyu could only order her around without giving her a glimmer of hope.
Work? Does she treat this kind of intimacy like a job?
He opened his thin lips slightly, and when he ate the grape, his soft lips brushed against her hand, making it tingling, and she quickly retracted her hand.
Wen Yan continued to peel the grapes. He would not refuse as many grapes as she could peel.
When she was about to peel off another one, the man said: "Since you are so dedicated, come and work in my company."
Wen Yan raised her eyelids. "Mr. Fu, I worked for Chu Corporation before. Aren't you worried about me leaking company secrets?"
The two families are in a competitive relationship, and they are both the top wealthy families in the country, so they are particularly vigilant in hiring people.
"If it's true, then Chu Shiyu is so generous to give you to me."
He sneered and picked her up. His gentle legs subconsciously wrapped around the man's lean waist, and his hands rested on his neck, but his green fingers did not dare to touch his body.
"Mr. Fu, don't you want to eat?" She didn't have time to wash her hands.
"I want to eat more..." The man strode towards the bed.
His words may be sweet to a couple, but for them, it's hard to judge.
The man gently put her on the bed, his tall body slowly pressed against her, and Wen Yan closed her eyes nervously.
After waiting for a long time, he made no move. She took a sneak peek and saw Fu Hansi looking at her.
"Afraid?"
"I still have grape juice on my hand."
Wen Yan shook her hand, not wanting him to see her timidity.
He grabbed her little hand, put her index finger...in her mouth, and gently...
Boom~~~
Wen Yan's face turned red and she said, "Mr. Fu, it's very dirty."
"It's quite sweet."
How could he say such a thing?
"Still scared?"
Wen Yan shook her head. "Well, we haven't showered yet."
"I forgot about this. Do you wash it first or me first?" He played with the little woman's delicate hands.
We will face it sooner or later, Wen Yan said calmly: "It's okay."
"Then let's go together."
"······"
So, he picked up the little woman and went to the bathroom.
The two stood face to face, he was very comfortable, as if they were talking about whether the weather was good or bad?
"Want me to help you?" the man asked generously.
"No, no need, I'll do it myself."
Wen Yan shook her little head and her body couldn't help but tremble.
Fu Hansi unbuttoned his white shirt without hesitation.
One, two, three...
Wen Yan tried hard to adjust her restless heart, but inadvertently saw his naked chest.
Yanqi's muscles are clearly defined. He must have exercised regularly and has a lot of eight-pack abs.
Realizing that she was commenting on him, Wen Yan quickly looked away. When she was about to take off her clothes, he put his arms around the woman's slim waist and got close to her.
"Why don't you take it off?"
The man's breath sprayed on her neck, gently and softly, like being caressed by the spring breeze.
"Right away." Wen Yan turned away and whispered softly.
Her little hand was between them again, and there was hot skin under her palm. She moved away awkwardly.
He looked at the bewildered little woman with a faint smile on his lips.
"Ms. Wen, are you satisfied with what you see?"
His index finger lifted the woman's small chin, forcing her to look at him.
"……satisfy."
The hidden space is so ambiguous that it makes people suffocate.
His eyes wandered over the woman's delicate face, then down, sliding down the white neck, to the charming collarbone, and finally stopped at the pink bow.
Like opening a gift, the bow opens Pandora's box under the touch of the man's slender fingers.
Spring is endless.
Suddenly, his eyes were filled with desire.
Her delicate skin touched the cold air, and her warm face wrapped around her body unconsciously.
Even though she kept telling herself to stay calm, she felt like her whole body was going to smoke after their honest conversation.
He gently took her hand away and hugged the little woman.
Wen Yan closed her eyes, she had reached this point and could not retreat, and she did not allow herself to retreat.
The bathtub in his house was big enough to hold several of her.
The man was very laid-back, but she looked extremely stiff.
"Why are you so nervous?"
He suddenly held her slender waist and lifted it up, and she sat directly on his lap.
Even though their backs were turned to him, the physical contact reminded them again and again of what was about to happen.
She breathed secretly and wanted to relax, but it was really difficult.
"first?"
His deep voice sounded in my ears.
"Ahem." Wen Yan kept coughing.
The man didn't seem to understand, so he turned his body over.
White mist was steaming in the bathroom, her eyes were covered with mist, and her white skin turned a light pink.
He stroked his slender back. "Why are you coughing? Are you cold?"
After speaking, he got closer to her.
Wen Yan wanted to cough even more.
