68.The temperament of Fu Nancheng

Su Ci's face turned pale. So that was the reason. He had lost his senses after drinking that night and mistaken her for Su Xue. Fine. Great. Su Ci really wanted to slap his hateful and handsome face again. What a scumbag!

Su Ci pushed him away forcefully and got up to enter the bathroom. Fu Nancheng followed her. The girl stood by the washstand, turned on the cold water to wash her hands, and her long eyelashes drooped. It was obvious that she was in a bad mood.

He stood behind her and put his arm around her slender waist. "What's wrong? Are you angry?"

No. She didn't dare to be. He would never have imagined that she wasn't the Su Xue he liked at all, but the little maid Su Ci he hated the most, right?

Su Ci struggled, not wanting him to touch her. "Let me go!"

Just then, a sharp pain shot through her waist. The man suddenly tightened his big hand and grabbed her wriggling small waist. "Mrs. Fu, do I seem too easy to talk to in front of you?"

Su Ci's eyes turned red from the pain. She looked up and met his dark eyes in the shiny mirror of the washstand. He looked at her calmly, and the flickering flames in his eyes carried a powerful edge, allowing no room for her to refuse.

Alarm bells rang loudly in Su Ci's heart. She almost forgot that this man, Fu Nancheng, was a man who always got his way in the business world. He always went to the extreme in his words and deeds. How could he let her have her way? Especially when it came to matters between husband and wife, if he wanted something, he would definitely get it.

So tonight, it wasn't just about urging her to fulfill her spousal obligations, but he was going to make sure she fulfilled them? No. She was Su Ci, the Su Ci he hated the most. She didn't want to really sleep with him as a substitute for Su Xue.

"Fu Nancheng, my body..."

"Isn't your period over yet?" He interrupted her with a hint of mockery. "Hasn't your period been going on for almost a month?"

Su Ci, "..."

Fu Nancheng's kisses landed on her face, and his big hand slid down from her soft waist and landed on her white socks that were pulled up just below her knees. The hand holding a cigarette reached in from the edge of her white socks and slowly pushed them down.

Su Ci's long eyelashes trembled violently. She took a look. Her student skirt, white socks, and his black trousers were intertwined. One was innocent and white, and the other was steady. The scene was extremely taboo. She could feel that he seemed to really like her student outfit.

"Mr. Fu, do you like female students? I heard that bosses in the business world all like female students. Are you no exception?"

Fu Nancheng chuckled and threw the cigarette into the ashtray. "You just said that bosses in the business world all like female students. Am I not a boss?"

Yes. Fu Nancheng, no matter how you looked at him... had that air of a boss.

Just then, Fu Nancheng picked her up horizontally and threw her onto the soft big bed in the room. Su Ci closed her eyes for a moment and still wanted to struggle, but his few slender fingers pinned her down. "Don't move."

He kissed her again. Su Ci was very passive and clenched her teeth tightly.

Fu Nancheng was so angry that he laughed. His big hand pinched her small face again until he made her small mouth form an "O" shape. "Are you deliberately ruining my mood? Can't you open your mouth?"

Su Ci's clear eyes were glistening with water, and she stared at him.

Fu Nancheng pressed himself against her. Her mind was in a mess. She knew she couldn't struggle free. She hadn't been mentally prepared before coming. After all, he had been gentle and considerate the previous two times and had taken good care of her feelings. But this time, he was like a different person and wouldn't let her have her way. What was wrong with him?

"Su Xue~" Just then, he called out these two words in her ear.

He was calling Su Xue. He was lying on top of her and calling Su Xue.

All the color drained from Su Ci's small face, which was no bigger than a palm, and it turned deathly pale.