Chapter 437 The cold breath that belongs to him

Sheng Mian had just been kneeling for two full hours and almost suffered a heat stroke. Now she just felt dizzy and couldn't drive anymore. She had to sit here and take it easy.

And I felt sick in my stomach one after another.

She glanced down at her knees and couldn't help but roll up her trousers.

Under this thin layer of fabric, her knees were already red and peeling, and she frowned in pain.

The painting given by her master was left in the car. Thinking that it had been torn into two pieces, she lowered her eyelashes and looked at the injury on her knee quietly.

In the car over there.

Qi Shen naturally saw Sheng Mian. The car was ready to leave at this moment, so he couldn't help but give a reminder.

"President, it seems to be Miss Penny."

After all, Fu Yancheng couldn't hold back and asked him to pull over. He took the mineral water and umbrella on the side and walked out.

Shengmian was sitting in a shady place, with shade above her head. However, the temperature was very high today, so she could easily suffer from heatstroke if she just sat like this.

Fu Yancheng walked over and handed over a bottle of water indifferently.

His sharp eyes noticed the injury on her knee, and he frowned.

When Sheng Mian saw the water appearing in her sight, she looked up and saw his face, but didn't answer it for a moment.

Fu Yancheng was about to take it back, but she answered it at this moment and said softly.

"Thanks."

He was holding an umbrella and wearing a suit. The handle of the umbrella was made of silver, which made his fingertips look even more noble.

After standing for a while, he suddenly reached out, grabbed her hand holding the water, and pulled her up.

Sheng Mian was caught off guard and threw herself into his arms. The cold breath of his body penetrated the tip of her nose instantly.

"I wasn't very strong when you scolded me that day. Why do you look so lifeless now?"

This was a dig at her.

Sheng Mian knew that he would remember what happened that day and apologized quickly.

"Mr. Fu, it's my fault."

"What happened to the knee?"

"It fell."

Fu Yancheng was a little suspicious. It looked like he had been knocked out, and it looked like his skin had been burned.

Give her the umbrella.

Sheng Mian took it in a daze, and the next second, he picked him up and carried him to his car.

When entering the car, Sheng Mian had already put away the umbrella.

She sat next to Fu Yancheng, while Qi Shen in the front row put down the fender with a wink and stepped on the accelerator.

Sheng Mian quietly contacted Shan Xiao's driver and asked him to come over and drive the car back to the rose garden.

Suddenly, her whole body froze.

Because Fu Yancheng had gently rolled up her other trouser leg, exposing the injured knee.

A layer of skin was peeled off from both knees, and the wounds were bleeding.

This kind of wound is the most painful, and it hurts even if you rub it a little.

She couldn't help but frown, and then saw Fu Yancheng's beautiful hands pulling up her trousers to her thighs.

Both of her legs were exposed.

Inexplicably, she felt uncomfortable.

I couldn't help but move my butt back, only feeling that my body was getting hotter.

There were no wrinkles in Fu Yancheng's suit, and he did this slowly and leisurely.

Her legs are really beautiful, with no excess fat, and the skin is white and thin, which makes the wounds look even more terrifying.

The car stopped at the hotel, and Sheng Mian had no chance to refuse, so he carried him upstairs from the special elevator.

When he got to his room, he put him on the sofa.

I went to find the medical kit again.

Only then did Sheng Mian realize that Fu Yancheng actually had a gentle side.

He brought the disinfectant alcohol over and said something.

"Be patient, it might hurt a little."

Sheng Mian nodded and saw the disinfectant alcohol sprayed out.

Fu Yancheng thought she would shiver, but she just lowered her eyelashes quietly, as if she didn't feel any pain.

If this happened to Xiao Chuqing, she would have to call him at least twenty times a day to ask him to go over and accompany her.

He felt a little uncomfortable. It was not a good thing for a woman to endure pain.

Unless she had learned long ago that shouting about pain was of no use.

He squeezed out some ointment and applied it.

"Don't wear long pants these days."

Sheng Mian nodded and leaned to the side, wanting to sleep.

Fu Yancheng found that her body temperature was very high, and took out an antipyretic medicine from the medicine box.

At this time, Yao Rong called again.

"Yancheng, where have you been?"

Fu Yancheng frowned and replied while taking the warm water.

"I have something to do today, grandma. I will come see you another day."

"You must have nothing to do with that Sheng Mian. A woman with that kind of face is not worthy of you."

"Have you seen Sheng Mian?"

Yao Rong was instantly stuck. Naturally, she couldn't let her descendants know that she had embarrassed a woman and had to kneel down for two hours as a punishment.

"When I met him, he didn't look like he came from a big family when he spoke or acted. His eyes were full of calculations and his tricks were stupid."