After the divorce, the wealthy ex-husband completely lost control

Fu Jingchuan didn't seem to expect to meet her, his gaze stopped on her bare shoulders, and then moved away, and the person also turned slightly sideways.

"Why haven't you slept so late?" asked Fu Jingchuan, not looking at her.

"I've been sleeping for a while, just woke up. Shi Yang whispered back, trying to smooth the tone, and the hand that was blocking his chest also moved uncomfortably by wiping his hair.

Although he and Fu Jingchuan have been husband and wife for two years, and they have done more intimate things, they are not familiar in the end, plus they have not seen each other for two years in the middle, such a scene still makes Shiyang feel extremely uncomfortable.

Fortunately, tonight's Fu Jingchuan is tough and tough, but the upbringing in his bones is still there.

He didn't look at her, answered "um" and went to the living room.

Shi Yang didn't dare to stay any longer, opened the bedroom door and hurried in.

When the door closed, the person also exhaled heavily, his heart was still beating hard, and the hand pressing on his shoulder unconsciously grabbed the shoulder strap and lifted it up.

She had never dressed so cool in front of Fu Jingchuan.

There is a very deformed and strange relationship between her and Fu Jingchuan, obviously warm and passionate when they are in bed, but after the passion fades, they each return to their usual self-denial appearance, and they maintain their decent and stable side in front of each other.

She only wears this little suspender when she lives alone, not because she is sexy or anything, purely because she finds it comfortable and convenient to wear.

Although she was ready to accompany her in the hospital this time, she also thought about going to the hotel for a while, such pajamas are easy to wash, and she didn't think that she was taken to the bathroom directly after sleeping confused just now.

Shi Yang looked at himself in the glasses, thinking of the picture of bumping into Fu Jingchuan just now, he was very uncomfortable, and he pulled unconsciously.

The clothes actually fit.

The burgundy satin design gives the skin extra white and translucent.

The length of the skirt only reaches the middle of the thigh, and the waist line fits closely with her waistline.

Shiyang's waist is very slender, the hips are also quite upturned, and the ratio of waist and hips is good, such a close-fitting sexy pajamas are worn on the body to outline the body curves very clearly, especially the pajamas are still V-neck design, the chest undulating lines are clearly distinguished.

Seeing the ravine in his chest, thinking of the picture of bumping into Fu Jingchuan when he suddenly opened the door just now, Shi Yang's unease in his heart became a little more.

She lifted her pajamas up, then turned her attention to her long hair, which was still wet, wiped it with a dry hair towel in her hand, and looked around the room, only to find that there was no hair dryer or electric fan in the room.

Shiyang's hair is long and thick, and it takes half a day to dry, and there is no way to wait for it to dry naturally.

Shi Yang hesitated for a while, found a thin coat to put on, tied it, and then carefully opened the door, and saw the living room with the light on, and Fu Jingchuan who was fetching water by the water dispenser.

Fu Jingchuan was also looking back at her.

Shi Yang was not embarrassed: "That... Do you have a hair dryer at home?" Fu

Jingchuan pointed to the master bathroom with his hand: "The master bedroom bathroom does."

Shi Yang hesitantly glanced at Fu Jingchuan's room, his bedroom was a little too private, and according to Fu Jingchuan's habits, the bathroom hair dryer was most likely fixed.

In the dead of night, in Fu Jingchuan's bathroom....

Shiyang felt a little more psychological pressure.

Fu Jingchuan saw the hesitation on her face and raised his eyebrows: "Don't you dare to go in?" The

person had finished receiving the water, and was holding the water cup in one hand, drinking the water in small sips.

The water vapor rising from his body covered his entire face under the mist, and his expression was not very real.

Shi Yang shook his head slightly: "No." I'm afraid that it will affect your rest, and it will take a long time to blow your hair.

She raised her hand and brushed her still wet hair: "It's okay, the wind outside is quite strong, open the window and blow it dry, I'll go back to the room first, you also rest early." Saying

that, he turned around and was about to leave, when his shoulder was suddenly buckled.

Shi Yang looked back at Fu Jingchuan in confusion.

Fu Jingchuan had put down the water cup and looked at her: "When are you going to blow at night?" After

saying that, the hand pressing her shoulder was slightly strained, and Shi Yang was pushed towards his bedroom.

The master bathroom is on the left-hand side of the master bedroom entrance.

As soon as he entered the house, Fu Jingchuan pushed her into the bathroom, let her stand in front of the makeup mirror, the palm was still pressed on her shoulder to prevent her from moving, the other hand had taken the hair dryer, the thumb was gently topped, and the heat poured out from the wind outlet with the sound of the blowing wind, and fell on Shiyang's sensitive scalp.

Shi Yang instinctively shrunk.

Fu Jingchuan's palm pressed on her shoulder loosened, and instead fell on her scalp blown by the hot wind, his fingertips rubbed lightly, and the warm touch of skin to skin made Shi Yang's body tense slightly.

Fu Jingchuan also noticed it, glanced at her, and the palm pressed on his scalp relaxed slightly, ruffling the hair roots.

Shi Yang, who lost his shackles, also subconsciously turned around and wanted to take the hair dryer: "I'll come by myself."

Fu Jingchuan pushed away her outstretched hand: "I'll come, you blow it yourself."

Shi Yang did not dare to insist any longer.

Fu Jingchuan's hair blowing skills are very skillful.

In the past, when the two were still together, catch up with her late night to wash her hair, Fu Jingchuan happened to be there, he habitually took the hair dryer to blow her hair, and would not say much, just like now, seeing her take down the dry hair towel to blow her hair, she automatically came over and took the hair dryer in her hand, and took over the work of blowing her hair with a sentence of "I'll come".

There was no communication during the whole process, and after drying, she turned off the hair dryer, smoothed her hair with her palm, and ended all communication with another "okay".

It's the same now.

When the ends of the hair were also dried, the palm inserted in Shiyang's hair skillfully tested the degree of dryness and wetness, and after making sure that it was all dry, Fu Jingchuan's hand pressed on the hair dryer switch was also pressed, and the "whirring" hair dryer also stopped.

"Okay. Fu Jingchuan said, putting the hair dryer back on the booth.

"Thank you.

Shi Yang thanked softly, instinctively grabbed her hair and pulled it behind her shoulders, and the thin coat wrapped around her outside stretched slightly with her hair pulling her hair, revealing the burgundy suspenders inside and a large area of snow-white skin on her chest, and the softness of her chest also rose and fell slightly with the movement of her arms, and she could vaguely see the bulge under the light fabric.

Fu Jingchuan tilted his head slightly.

Shi Yang didn't notice it, but just combed his fingers through some knotted hair.

Fu Jingchuan glanced at her, and after coughing lightly, his two hands grabbed the neckline of her coat and crossed it hard, and the originally wide open neckline was closed at once.

Shi Yang realized that he was gone, his face was red as soon as he "brushed", a large red cloud spread rapidly from his cheeks to his ears, and his eyelids drooped and did not dare to look at Fu Jingchuan.

Fu Jingchuan looked at the flushing of her cheeks, and the small eyes that were so embarrassed that there was nowhere to place, the action of pulling clothes slowly stopped, and his black eyes looked at her fixedly.

Shi Yang, who noticed that Fu Jingchuan's movements had paused, subconsciously raised his head and crashed into Fu Jingchuan's dark eyes.

His pupils are dark and deep, like an abyss in the dark night, deep black and bottomless, but able to devour people.

Shi Yang was too familiar with such eyes, and his heartbeat accelerated slightly because of the gradually thick ink in his black eyes, completely uncontrollable.

"I... Let's go back first..." she spoke with difficulty, turning to leave.

Fu Jingchuan suddenly grabbed her arm, and the other palm also slid neatly and quickly into her hair from the side of her ear, supporting the back of her head, and as soon as her head was lowered, he kissed her fiercely.