His phone was right next to my head.
At a glance, the name displayed on the screen was glaringly obvious.
Summer A
He set Shi Xia's number at the very top of his contacts...
"Summer's Arrival—"
The weight on his body suddenly disappeared, and Fu Yanshen's cold voice rang out in the room, completely different from the hoarse voice he had just spoken of.
Ha, Shi Xia made him lose all desire for me in an instant.
"Say something, what's wrong?"
Hearing his patient and gentle tone, driven by my desire for revenge, I got up and bit down on Fu Yanshen's large, sexy Adam's apple.
"Ouch... um..."
The man let out a sexy, heavy panting.
Shi Xia on the other end of the phone must have heard it.
I just don't want her to have an easy time.
At that moment, Fu Yanshen covered my head with his large hand and pushed me away.
I met his warning look.
I felt as if I had fallen into an ice cave.
"Shi Xia, speak to me," he said in a deep voice.
"I...I...I accidentally fell...there's so much blood..."
I clearly heard the girl's voice, which was on the verge of tears, and then I saw Fu Yanshen immediately get out of bed.
"I'll be right there."
Not long after, I heard the door close.
I lay in bed, not wanting to move at all. I was too lazy to take a shower, and too lazy to care about Makino, who was still locked up in the guest room.
...
In the middle of the night, I was sound asleep when I suddenly felt someone hug me.
I suddenly woke up with a start.
The air was filled with the faint scent of shower gel and a clean, cool masculine aroma, and the person behind me was holding me tightly.
I was so scared I didn't dare breathe.
The man behind me remained silent, and gradually, I heard the familiar, deep-seated sound of him snoring.
It's Fu Yanshen!
I took a deep breath.
Wasn't he called away by Shi Xia? Why is he back?
Damn it, you scared me half to death!
In the dim light, I rolled over and started punching and kicking him.
"Don't move!"
He was furious, and his iron arms and long legs firmly restrained my fancy but ineffective martial arts moves.
I twisted and struggled, the man's hot breath spraying onto the nape of my neck, his voice rough and hoarse:
"Still moving? Don't you want to sleep?"
As he spoke, his warm, rough palm slid across my sensitive thigh like sandpaper.
A tingling, itchy sensation made my heart flutter.
"I'm going to sleep!"
I quickly said, "I dare not move again."
I know his boundless energy and stamina, and his ruthless determination to do what he says.
I don't want to be used as a tool for his sexual gratification anymore!
Fu Yanshen chuckled lightly, "Go to sleep."
Soon, I heard his light, even breathing.
He fell asleep again.
I tried to slip away, but the moment I moved, his arms tightened around me.
After several attempts, he could detect any movement I made.
But he was clearly sleeping soundly.
It's probably an occupational hazard for bodyguards.
I still wouldn't give up, and he hugged me tightly again, so tightly that I could hardly breathe.
"Sheng Qiaoqiao, stop fooling around..."
I heard his seemingly helpless voice in my ear.
He sounded like he couldn't do anything about it.
It also revealed a hint of doting affection.
Pampering?
I was just being delusional again.
I scorned myself for three seconds.
I looked up, intending to yell at him, but then realized he wasn't actually awake.
Inside the room, only a desk lamp was on.
The man lay on his side, the dim light making his features appear even more deep and defined. There was a faint bluish tinge under his eyes, a sign of staying up all night.
He held me tightly, with the intimacy of an old married couple.
Thinking of how awful he was, I really wanted to scratch his gentle, harmless sleeping face.
But I was so tired that I didn't have the energy to do anything more.
I gradually fell asleep in his arms, and slept the deepest sleep I'd had since we separated.
It felt like I was back in my past life before the divorce, completely nestled in his arms, feeling safe and secure.
When I woke up, I was wondering how to continue fighting him when I turned around and found that the bedside was empty.
He left long ago.
I didn't waste my brain cells thinking about why he came back last night or why he didn't spend the night with his childhood sweetheart.
Their ending was destined to be He.
And I was just a tool in their emotional tug-of-war.
After getting up and washing up, I suddenly remembered Makino, who was locked in the guest room.
I wonder if Fu Yanshen did anything to him!
I rushed out of the room; the guest room door was open.
"Miss Sheng."
Hearing the sound, I turned around.
A boy with black hair and a white shirt stood by the window, his blue jeans worn and faded, and his white canvas shoes spotless.
The diffused light shone on his face, giving it a golden sheen.
His eyes were clear and innocent, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and he looked a bit cool, unlike how he would have looked when he was drunk and easy to bully.
Even from a distance of several meters, you could smell the faint scent of laundry detergent on him.
It seems he washed and ironed the white shirt he vomited in last night.
"How did you get out?" I asked with a smile.
The key is still lying at the bottom of the fish tank.
"I picked the lock."
"I'm sorry... I'll make it up to you."
He licked his lips, looking quite embarrassed.
"Even if you don't pry it open, I'll find someone to do it."
"In a little while, I'll get you all dressed up, then we'll go to the company to sign the contract."
I glanced at him, then walked toward the dressing room.
"You...you really want to sign me?"
He only asked when I was almost inside.
The reaction time is a bit long.
"If I don't sign you as a singer, am I supposed to keep you as a sugar daddy?"
I turned around, smiled at him, and asked.
"Or... do you want me to keep you as my sugar daddy?"
He opened his eyes wide. "No!"
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