30.Wickedly block her!

Fu Nancheng held her hand and led her inside. Su Ci followed behind him. His big, warm palm held her boneless and soft little hand tightly. It was a scene of a big hand holding a small hand. She had thought that the days of being a substitute were over, but who would have thought it would continue.

As soon as they walked into the living room, they heard Mrs. Fu, Lin Xiangyu, looking around restlessly. "My son went to bring my daughter-in-law to me. Why haven't they come back yet? Keep watch at the door. If he comes back alone later, close the door and don't let him in."

Fu Nancheng, "… Mom."

Mrs. Fu immediately saw the delicate figure behind Fu Nancheng. She rushed up to her at once. "Son, you're finally back. Mom has been waiting for you for so long. This must be my good daughter-in-law, Su Xue, right?"

"Mom." Su Ci called out obediently.

"Good! Very good!" Mrs. Fu immediately responded. She was very satisfied with this daughter-in-law. "Xuexue, actually, I've long heard of your name."

"Me?"

"Yeah, you're the flower thief who 'picked' my son!"

...

Su Ci's small face, no bigger than a palm, turned red instantly. That night, which she had deliberately buried deep in her memory, suddenly emerged in her mind.

"Xuexue, I want to have an exclusive interview with you. What do you think of my son, this flower on the high mountain? That night, he was still a... pure boy." Mrs. Fu winked suggestively.

In fact, Su Ci had already guessed that it was his first time that night. Now that it was confirmed, she immediately looked at the man.

Fu Nancheng stood aside with his tall stature and long legs. His deep and narrow eyes were also fixed on her.

The two of them looked into each other's eyes. The scenes that happened that night became clear and burning hot in an instant.

Su Ci quickly averted her eyes.

"Mom, that night... I don't remember anything."

Mrs. Fu laughed heartily. "Xuexue, let's make dumplings together. Our family will have dumplings tonight."

"Okay."

...

Su Ci followed Mrs. Fu and started making dumplings. Since the dumpling wrappers were placed on top of the refrigerator, Su Ci went to get them. But the refrigerator was too tall, and even on tiptoe, she couldn't reach them.

Just then, a tall and imposing figure pressed up from behind her. His long arm reached up and easily grabbed the dumpling wrappers over her head.

Su Ci knew that Fu Nancheng had come because she could already smell his clean and refreshing masculine scent.

She turned around. "Thank you."

However, Fu Nancheng didn't hand the dumpling wrappers to her. He blocked her in the corner, trapping her in his arms. Then his tall and straight back bent down, and he brought his handsome face close to hers. He asked in a low voice, "Did you really not remember anything from that night?"

The blush on Su Ci's face instantly spread to her snow-white earlobes. Her eyes, like those of a little deer, were filled with a glistening light. "Mmm, I don't remember."

"Heh." Fu Nancheng let out a casual and husky laugh from his throat. He didn't expect that Su Xue during the day could be so shy and charming. Why hadn't he noticed it before?

He hadn't held her to sleep for two nights already. Now, with her so close, that sweet scent of a young girl's body lingered around him, making his heart itch. He couldn't help but tease her. "Then... do you want me to help you remember it well tonight?"

...

The atmosphere became instantly ambiguous, and Su Ci's heart started beating out of control again.

"Xuexue, why are you taking so long to get the dumpling wrappers? Is it placed too high? Let me get it."

Just then, Mrs. Fu came over. When she saw her son pressing his wife in his arms, she let out an "oops" and turned around to leave. "I'm old. I'd better let the young people get it."

Su Ci wished she could dig a hole and hide in it. She grabbed the dumpling wrappers and tried to slip away to the left. But when she moved to the left, the man moved to the left. When she moved to the right, the man moved to the right. His tall figure wickedly blocked her there and teased her.

Su Ci's face was burning hot. She raised her hand, dipped a little flour, and directly smeared it on his handsome face. "This is for blocking me."

Fu Nancheng stepped back, and she took the opportunity to run away like a shot.

Looking at her slender back, Fu Nancheng wiped off the bit of flour on his face with the back of his hand and then let out a delighted laugh.

...

The family of three had dumplings. Mrs. Fu said, "Son, Xuexue, the new room upstairs has been prepared for you. Go to bed early."

What? She had to sleep here? Then she would have to sleep with Fu Nancheng again?