A billionaire CEO only loves his wife, his stand-in

"Ci Ci, do you really not mind about Baoshu?"

"I don't mind. Why would I mind? Mr. Fu likes to fuck my sister. I can't even be happy for you."

Fu Nancheng raised his lips, "Ci Ci, why are your words so sour?"

Su Ci put her hands on his slender chest and stood up. She stared at him fiercely with a pair of clear eyes, "Then you still ask questions knowingly!"

Fu Nancheng really loved the way she looked angry with him, like a scratching little wild cat, which made people want to conquer her.

He turned over, pressed her directly down, lowered his head and kissed her, "Cicci is angry, then I will comfort you."

"..." Su Ci smiled and avoided him.

In fact, she had thought about it. Since she decided to be with him, she would definitely have to overcome the hurdle of Ji Baoshu. Regarding his good brother Zhou Yao, she could also slowly change his impression of her.

At this time, Fu Nancheng gently bit the corner of her red lips and said, "Cici, what are you thinking about? Pay attention."

He was very dissatisfied.

Su Ci hugged his neck.

Soon, a series of melodious cell phone ringtones suddenly rang, Fu Nancheng called.

Su Ci put her hand on his slender chest and glanced at his cell phone, which was on, "Someone is calling you."

Fu Nancheng didn't even look at it. Who could be so ignorant and call him at night? Isn't this ruining his good deeds?

Su Ci ran out from under him with a smile and picked up his mobile phone from the bed table. It was Ji Baoshu calling.

Ji Baoshu called me late at night.

Su Ci immediately handed the phone to him, "Sister Ji called you, please answer it quickly. I call you Brother Fu, so I must have something urgent to do with you."

Fu Nancheng raised his eyebrows and said with a mischievous smile, "If you are jealous when others call me Brother Fu, then you should also call me Brother and let me hear it."

Call him "brother"?

Su Ci looked at him with curved eyebrows and called, "Uncle."

Fu Nancheng's eyes darkened when he was called "uncle" and he directly pressed her on the bed.

No!

Su Ci pressed the connect button, then put the phone to his ear and asked him to answer the call.

Answer the phone in front of her.

Ji Baoshu's voice came, "Hey, Brother Fu, I didn't disturb your rest, right?"

excuse me.

Fu Nancheng kissed Su Ci's cheek, "Is something wrong?"

"Brother Fu, it's like this. Our little glutinous rice ball is on a hunger strike because I didn't bring back its favorite fish crackers. I want to go back and get them now. Can you drive me back?"

Ji Baoshu wanted Fu Nancheng to be her driver this evening.

Fu Nancheng had no emotions and said in a calm voice, "Baoshu, we have a full-time driver at home. I'll ask them to take you back."

After saying that, he hung up the phone directly.

But the melodious ringtone of the cell phone rang again, and Ji Baoshu was still on the phone.

Su Ci quite admired Ji Baoshu, at least Ji Baoshu was so shameless that no one could match him.

"Mr. Fu, are you really not going to be a driver for your god-sister?" Su Ci asked with a smile.

"I'm not going." Fu Nancheng pulled the quilt and covered the two of them in it, letting the cell phone outside ring over and over again.

"My god sister is not as important as my porcelain. I'd better stay with my porcelain."

Su Ci smiled and pushed him.

But the next second there were two "knock-knock" sounds, and there was a knock on the door and Ji Baoshu's voice, "Brother Fu, are you asleep, Brother Fu~"

Ji Baoshu couldn't get through the phone and knocked on the door directly.