Chapter 565 Momentary softening of heart
Her cheeks were turned to the side, and her fingertips without nail polish were tightly clasped on the sofa beneath her.
The skirt of this skirt is relatively grand. When standing up, it only reaches above the ankle, but when sitting down, the skirt hangs to the ground.
Just as Fu Yancheng was about to pull off the fabric above her, the door was pushed open.
Sheng Mian was so frightened that she sat up from the sofa, pushed Fu Yancheng down, and covered him entirely with the hem of her skirt.
It only took a few seconds, and Fu Yancheng didn't even react.
Two A-list celebrities came in, chatting and laughing, talking to each other about tonight's second-generation ancestors.
When they saw someone inside, they were not surprised and nodded as a greeting.
Sheng Mian's nervous back was covered with sweat when he saw them walking to the long dressing table.
Still gossiping.
"So the Xiao Chuqing they are talking about has really been pretending to be a big-tailed wolf."
"My sister said that Mr. Fu disowned her at the scene. He took his designer away and didn't know where he went."
"That Mr. Fu, is he married?"
"It's a family marriage."
The two of them continued to gossip while touching up their makeup.
Little did they know that Mr. Fu in their mouth was being held down by Sheng Mian through his skirt and was not allowed to get up.
The hem of the skirt was so big that it just enveloped him. Only by looking carefully could you see the abnormality.
But how could the two people in the room look carefully?
These seven minutes were the longest seven minutes she had ever experienced in her life.
She couldn't hear what the two people were talking about, she just felt like a tsunami was going on in her mind.
The two female stars said a few words to her, but her eyes were filled with white light and foggy, so she couldn't hear them clearly.
After they left and the door closed, she stepped back in panic, and even fell down.
Fu Yancheng adjusted his expensive suit and pulled her up.
Sheng Mian's chest rose and fell violently, and she pushed the person away.
Fu Yancheng took a few steps back and saw her shaking her legs and holding on to the cabinet beside her with red eyes, and instantly felt soft.
"What floor is your room number on?"
Sheng Mian ignored him, closed her eyes and calmed down for a while, then slowly walked towards the door.
Fu Yancheng didn't chase her, but warned her, "Go steady."
This bastard! !
