62.Will it eat you?

What did he say? Su Ci, "..." Pfft~ I don't know if it was Wen Shaoqian or Song Zilin who couldn't hold back and burst out laughing. Su Ci met the man's deep and narrow eyes. He looked so serious, yet he was making such an... indecent joke with her. A beast in human clothing.

Su Ci stood up straight and retorted in a soft and sweet voice, "Mr. Fu, my father is already dead. Do you dare to answer if I call you?"

The corner of Fu Nancheng's lips curved into a smile. "Oh, then call me first and see if I dare to answer."

At this moment, Su Changrong, who was at home, "..." Help! Who did I provoke? And I'm not dead!

The two of them bantered back and forth, and Su Ci was completely defeated. The area around her fair and cold eyes turned red, blushing with shame and indignation. Who would want to call him father!

"Mr. Fu, I came here to get the key. Could you please give it to me?" She got back to the main topic.

Fu Nancheng looked at her red and watery eyes and this delicate and vulnerable face. She was so young and innocent, never having been teased by a man before, and it was really tempting to tease her. The little girl sitting beside him was also quite innocent, but how could she compare to Su Ci in terms of innocence?

"The key is in my suit jacket. Go and look for it yourself."

Su Ci saw his suit on the sofa. She walked over, gently picked up his suit in her arms with her white fingers, and put her small hand into the pocket of his suit. This suit somehow carried a bit of the elite and cold aura from his body. Su Ci's fingers hovered, not daring to rummage around in his clothes.

A rich second-generation guy at another table saw Su Ci and immediately became interested. "Where did this female student come from?"

The person beside him quickly nudged him. "Shut up quickly. Don't you see whose suit the female student is holding in her hand?"

The rich second-generation guy quickly recognized Fu Nancheng's suit. Goodness, this master's suit wasn't something that just any female student could touch. He was so scared that he shut his mouth.

Su Ci searched two pockets but didn't find the key. Could it be that he was lying to her?

Putting his suit back in its original place, Su Ci came back in front of him again. "Mr. Fu, I've looked. The key isn't in the pocket of the suit."

"Then I might have remembered wrongly. Look in the pocket of my pants and see if it's there." Fu Nancheng stretched his two long legs straight forward while playing cards.

He was asking her to touch the pocket of his pants. Su Ci curled her fingertips. She was already sure that he was playing tricks on her. A man like him had an excellent memory. How could he have forgotten where the key was? The key wasn't in the suit pocket at all. He had lied to her to make her look for it, and now he was lying to her to make her touch the pocket of his pants. She wouldn't fall for it again.

"Why aren't you moving?" The man asked.

"You have hands. You can give it to me yourself."

Fu Nancheng moved the cards in his hand, with a half-smile on his face. "Don't you see that I'm playing cards?"

Su Ci glanced at his legs. They were so long that even when bent under the card table, they seemed to have nowhere to put them. The black trousers were cut like a sharp blade, and the hard muscles inside were faintly outlined, like a terrifying beast lying in wait, exuding a full sense of male strength.

Su Ci's eyes swept over the pocket of his pants and inadvertently landed on his zipper. She was too close, and it was hard to avoid looking at it. She quickly withdrew her gaze and still didn't move.

The man was somewhat amused and chuckled. "Is there something in my pants that will eat you?"

With a "boom", Su Ci's little face turned bright red. She didn't have much experience in love, but she also knew that the man wasn't saying anything good.

Sure enough, Song Zilin whistled naughtily. The little beauty sitting beside the man bit her lip and stared at Su Ci with envy and hatred.