8.Sleep in her place

Su Ci had a face that was just about the size of a palm. Her bone structure was cold and exquisitely beautiful, and her skin was as white as porcelain. Coupled with a pair of glistening, fluid eyes, Su Ci was dazzlingly beautiful and full of charm. In fact, the scar on her face was fake.

Su Ci walked out and went to the master bedroom. She was going to sleep with Fu Nancheng. She had thought that there would be no more interaction between the two of them after that night, but now she had to pretend to be Su Xue and sleep with him. Thinking of his tall and heartless back just now, as well as his cold warning to her, she could only take a deep breath and walked into the room.

Fu Nancheng was already lying on the bed. Su Ci climbed onto the bed carefully and lay on the other side, keeping a distance from him. Fu Nancheng was in a bad mood. He didn't know if it was because of that little maid just now. Her eyes were clean, cold, and sparkling. She was obviously very innocent, yet she wrote such an explicit love letter to provoke his little nephew.

Putting aside the thought of that little maid, Fu Nancheng opened his eyes and looked at the slender figure lying beside him. She was sleeping close to the edge of the bed, and it seemed that she would fall off with just a little movement.

"Why are you sleeping so far away? Come here!" he said unhappily.

Su Ci moved and leaned closer to him. Fu Nancheng smelled that pleasant fragrance. It was this fragrance. He didn't know what kind of flower fragrance was used to blend it, but it was very alluring.

"Sleep in my arms." He ordered in a low voice.

Sleep in his arms? Su Ci's eyelashes fluttered. She didn't really want to, but now she was pretending to be Su Xue. If she didn't sleep over, he would surely become suspicious.

Su Ci moved again, then turned over and stiffly nestled into his arms. Fu Nancheng stretched out his strong arm and wrapped it around her smooth and delicate shoulder. He buried his handsome face in her hair and took a sniff. It was so fragrant. This fragrance fascinated him.

"You still haven't told me what perfume you used last time?"

"I didn't use any perfume."

"Are you saying... this is your natural body scent?" The man's deep and mellow voice carried a hint of a smile as he spoke beside her delicate face. Su Ci blushed and said, "That's not what I meant, Young Master."

"Young Master?" Fu Nancheng quickly reached out and pinched her small chin, forcing her to raise her head. "Why are you calling me Young Master?" Only that little maid would call him Young Master.

Su Ci's heart skipped a beat. She was so nervous that she forgot to change her way of addressing him. Now that Fu Nancheng was looking at her suspiciously, she quickly said, "I... I'm just too nervous to be sleeping with you for the first time."

Fu Nancheng looked at her small face. He knew that Su Xue was good-looking, but now that he took a closer look, she was too good-looking. Her small face, as white as porcelain, even had the tiny down on it glistening and soft. Her red lips, jet-black long hair, and a pair of bright and clear eyes were twinkling. Her beautiful appearance with red lips and white teeth rushed straight into his eyes. Compared with this, the Su Xue during the day seemed rather vulgar.

Fu Nancheng still didn't know that this was the difference between the genuine article and the imitation. He hooked the corner of his lips, and his fingers with a thin layer of calluses gently rubbed the delicate skin of her chin. "Why are you so timid now? Weren't you quite bold when you climbed on me?"

"… I was drugged by the old madam then…" Su Ci explained feebly.

Fu Nancheng looked at her. "Then what should you call me? Say it."

Remembering Su Xue's sweet calls of "husband", Su Ci felt uncomfortable all over. She wanted to escape, but the man was pinching her chin, and his overbearing manner made it impossible for her to escape.

"Husband~" She called out quickly, then buried her small face in his arms. She didn't know what his expression would be if one day he found out that the person in his arms was the little maid and that he had made the little maid call him "husband".

Fu Nancheng raised his eyebrows. He didn't really want to tease her, but she was really easy to tease at night. That girlish shyness was like a little deer bumping into his arms. This soft and sweet call of "husband" made his sexy protruding Adam's apple roll up and down.