“Let me go, you go take a shower first,” Su Ci pushed him away, then got into bed. Fu Nancheng rolled his Adam's apple and walked into the bathroom to shower. ... Su Ci opened her phone's text messages, and when she saw the message from Fu Jue, her pupils shrank. Fu Jue, the clown girl, will you go on a date with me tomorrow? Fu Jue wants to go on a date with her? What date, she is still here as a substitute! Su Ci quickly replied with a text I don't have time tomorrow. Fu Jue, the clown girl, have you forgotten our one-month dating period? If you don't go on a date with me tomorrow, your secret won't be kept! “...” Su Ci turned off her phone and buried herself in the quilt. Soon the quilt was lifted, and Fu Nancheng, who had finished showering, got into bed, “What are you doing burying yourself in the quilt, aren't you afraid of suffocating yourself?” She wasn't afraid of suffocation, only of being played to death. “...Nothing much.” After saying that, Su Ci actively leaned over, resting her little head in his embrace, and whispered, “I have something to do tomorrow, I can't accompany you and mom, is that okay?” Seeing her snuggle up so obediently, Fu Nancheng reached out to hold her delicate shoulders, “My mom hopes we can stay here for two days, what are you doing tomorrow?”

“Go on a date with your little nephew! Can I really tell you that? They say that touching a man is the beginning of bad luck, and indeed, ever since she slept with Fu Nancheng, misfortunes have come one after another. I haven't even finished the task of being a stand-in, and now I'm being dragged into a relationship. If Fu Nancheng finds out, come here to mourn for me next year on this day. Su Ci slowly stretched out her little hand, wrapped it around his lean waist, and then tilted her palm-sized delicate face up to look at him, 'My mom isn't feeling well, right? I want to go back and keep her company tomorrow, can I, hubby~' The girl was coquettish, calling him 'hubby' in a voice that was bothA coquettish and coquettish voice called out to him“husband”,I also brought it“Well”This kind of girlish voice. In fact, many women have pretended to be coquettish in front of him like this, and he was very repulsed, feeling that they were affected and pretentious. At that time, two good brothers even teased him, saying that men all like this kind of affected, pretentious and coquettish, only he didn't understand the goodness of such women. Now, Fu Nancheng understands a little. He looked down at the woman in his arms and didn't give in, 'No.'

"Isn't this working?" He's not one to resist gentle persuasion, is he? All she has to do is act pitiful and coquettish. It seems she hasn't been trying hard enough. Su Ci trembled slightly, her little face nestled closer, kissing his neck, then his resolute jawline, cooing softly as she pleaded, "Honey, please, I really need to go back tomorrow, just agree to it, okay~" Fu Nancheng felt that she was being extremely charming and playful now, his handsome eyes narrowing as a layer of crimson covered the tips of his eyes. No wonder men like this kind; tonight he finally understood the charm. Such a woman could make a man's half body go weak. There's simply no way to refuse. But no other woman could give him this feeling, only she could. Fu Nancheng reached out and lifted her onto his body. What was he doing? Su Ci, who was coquettish, stiffened. She saw the man's deep and dark gaze fixed on her face, his voice hoarse as he asked, "Mrs. Fu, do you really not remember what happened that night?" "..." Why did he bring up this question again? The firm and muscular body beneath her was enough to evoke all the memories of that night, Su Ci's little face turned red as if bleeding, and she tried to escape, "I really don't remember!" Fu Nancheng's two large hands gripped her slender waist, holding her in place, not letting her flee. His eyes were filled with dangerous flames, "Mrs. Fu, you clearly remember everything."