"...I didn't!" Su Ci insisted stubbornly. Fu Nancheng raised his eyebrows, "Then let me help you remember. That night you climbed onto me and even reached out to unbuckle my belt..." Enough, stop talking! Su Ci quickly stretched out her two little hands to cover his mouth. Her hands were soft and fragrant. Fu Nancheng looked at her, then kissed the palm of her hand. What was he doing? Why did he kiss her hand? Su Ci was so frightened that she quickly withdrew her hand. The next second, Fu Nancheng raised his upper body and kissed her red lips by taking advantage of the situation. Su Ci's brain went blank and she couldn't think about anything. Her two little hands pushed against his firm chest, trying to push him away. But the man didn't move at all. She could only grit her teeth and hold this line of defense firmly. Fu Nancheng opened his eyes and stared at her with bloodshot eyes, with a faint dissatisfaction. She actually didn't let him kiss. "This is the duty of a wife, my Mrs. Fu." Su Ci didn't know that their relationship would develop like this when she first became a stand-in. Fu Nancheng, who was usually so reserved and ascetic, actually urged her to fulfill the duties of a wife every night. Being this stand-in was really getting more and more difficult, almost becoming a high-risk job. While she was at a loss, the door suddenly opened and Mrs. Fu fell in directly. It turned out that Mrs. Fu had been peeping outside the door all the time. Ah! Su Ci gasped softly. Fu Nancheng quickly lifted Su Ci off himself, pulled the quilt over to protect her in his arms, and looked at Mrs. Fu with a black face, "...Mom!"

Mrs. Fu scrambled to her feet from the floor, apologetically saying, "Sorry, sorry, I got too excited just now and couldn't control myself. "My dear son, my dear daughter-in-law, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Mom just wants to see when I can hold my grandchild!" "Continue, Mom hasn't seen anything!" "Don't worry, Mom will definitely not talk about the positions you like to use!" Fu Nancheng, "......Get out!" "Okay!" Mrs. Fu even considerately closed the door behind her. Su Ci, "......" Fu Nancheng, "......" After this incident, the atmosphere for kissing was gone. Su Ci quickly got up and ran to the bathroom, "My little break isn't over yet, I'm just going to the restroom." Watching her fleeing figure, Fu Nancheng slumped back in defeat, covering his eyes with his hand, rolling his Adam's apple. ... The next day. Fu Nancheng relented, and Su Ci finally got the day off. She looked apologetically at Mrs. Fu, "Mom, I'm sorry, but I can't accompany you today, I need to go home for a bit." "No problem, Xue Xue, if you have something to do, just go back quickly, let Nancheng drive you." "Okay." Originally, Su Ci didn't want Fu Nancheng to drive her, but she was afraid he would be suspicious, so she had to get into his Bentley. Half an hour later, the Bentley stopped at the entrance of Su's house. Su Ci reached out to unbuckle the seatbelt, "Husband, I'll get off first." "Mrs. Fu." He suddenly called her back. Su Ci looked up at him, "What's wrong?" The man's tall and imposing figure quickly closed in, "Mrs. Fu, will you come home tonight?" He... wants her to come home tonight? "Come home... to do what?"

"Continue what we didn't finish last night, you didn't even open your mouth last night," he said in a lowered voice on the last few words, speaking to her in a tone only the two of them could hear. The ambiguous scenes from last night flashed through her mind in an instant. Su Ci opened the passenger door and jumped out, "Talk about it later, bye." She ran off in a flash. Fu Nancheng curled his thin lips in pleasure, then he took out his phone and made a call to Secretary Song, "Capture the Emperor Star and deliver it to the Su family."