Su Ci had already taken a bath and was wearing a long cardigan over her shoulders. Now the cardigan slipped off, revealing her white camisole and grey shorts underneath. The camisole paired with shorts was the standard attire of an innocent girl. Fu Nancheng intended to humiliate her, but seeing this scene, his pupils still shrank sharply from the stimulation. The girl's skeleton was naturally delicate and smooth, her skin like white porcelain; no matter how one looked at her, she exuded an icy and jade-like aura. Her beautiful legs, suppressed by him, were straight and slender, obediently closed together, not even a gap to be seen. Who would have thought her face was so ugly, yet her body was so... Su Ci's hands and feet were cold; the man in front of her was too cruel. His way of humiliating someone was truly skinning and tendon-pulling. Indeed, he had no mercy at all; his only tenderness was given to Su Xue. Su Ci, angry, raised her hand and forcefully slapped his handsome face. Would Fu Nancheng let her hit him? No woman had ever dared to slap him, she was really audacious. His fingers with distinct knuckles grabbed her slender wrist in mid-air, his narrow eyes already covered with a layer of terrifying ferocity. "Su Ci, are you tired of living?" With a move of his palm, he pinned both of her small hands behind her back. She was really fiery, either challenging him or slapping him, he must restrain both her hands and legs. "Fu Nancheng, you were the one who bullied me first, you deserve to be hit! I've already taken off my clothes, let me go!" Su Ci glared at him with reddened eyes. "Do you think taking off your clothes like this is enough?" Su Ci was startled, "Then what else do you want?" "The photo just now, I wasn't wearing anything on the upper half of my body."

As he spoke, his gaze fell upon her shoulder, where two slender white straps were hooked. Su Ci had already sensed his intention, and she struggled fiercely, 'Fu Nancheng, how dare you!' Fu Nancheng raised his hand, his fingers slowly hooking onto the strap of her shoulder... 'Fu Nancheng!' Su Ci threw herself at him, standing on tiptoes to bite into his shoulder. Hiss. Fu Nancheng groaned in pain. He knew this girl was fiery, but he hadn't expected her to be this intense. He could clearly feel her sharp little fangs piercing through his sleepwear and into his flesh, biting down fiercely without letting go, as if she wanted to tear off a piece of his flesh. 'Su Ci!' Fu Nancheng pressed her back against the wall. Su Ci let go, the faint taste of blood in her mouth, she had bitten him until he bled. She looked up at him unyieldingly, 'Fu Nancheng, are you punishing me or just trying to see me by taking off my clothes?' 'What?' 'I'm saying what you know very well in your heart, do you treat every woman who comes to seduce you like this, does your Mrs. Fu know what you're doing right now?'

As she spoke, Su Ci raised her willow leaf eyebrows, and her lips stained with blood approached him, breathing out a faint orchid fragrance like a little demon, 'You say you hate me, but look how tightly your body is pressed against mine now, I can feel your body is so hot, so hot...' It was then that Fu Nancheng realized that his tall and straight figure had already pressed down on her, a mature man in a black silk pajama pressing a pure and tender girl against the wall. With her red lips and black hair, she looked like she was only 18 years old, the scene was too ambiguous, too taboo. Realizing this, Fu Nancheng instantly flung her away. Su Ci picked up the cardigan from the ground and quickly wrapped it around herself, as if only by covering her slightly cool delicate skin could she shield her pride and self-respect, 'Mr. Fu, do you still want to take it off, or shall I go upstairs!' Fu Nancheng's crimson and fierce eyes looked over at her.