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

He reached out and covered her with the quilt, "If you don't wash it, I won't wash it. I'll do whatever you want. Go to sleep."

He rolled over and lay down next to her.

Su Ci looked at him, "Then you went to bed without taking a shower?"

Fu Nancheng lay still and said, "I washed it in the company before coming back."

Have you washed it at the company?

"Hey, Mr. Fu, why are you taking a shower before you come back?"

She asked knowingly.

Fu Nancheng raised his handsome eyelids and looked at her without speaking.

Now he didn't take off his suit, just lying on the soft big bed. The bedding on the bed was all the pink color she liked. Even the aloof Mr. Fu had to lie on his wife's pink sheets when he got home.

He has a mature and golden elite aura that cannot be diluted at all. He has broad shoulders, a narrow waist and long legs. His slim waist is tied up with a belt. Su Ci's eyes fell on the bottom of his belt, and his face was so red that it could bleed.

Her little snow-white feet stretched out and kicked on his strong thigh, "What are you talking about? What are you doing in the shower?"

Fu Nancheng still looked at her with gentle and indulgent eyes, letting her do whatever she wanted.

Su Ci bit her red lips with her teeth. After getting married, he became very good, never retaliate when hit or scolded, especially when he looked at people without saying anything. He looked affectionate, restrained and lustful at the same time, giving him a sense of Su Ci.

What a peach blossom.

That Yun Niang downstairs was so obsessed with him that she could probably sneak into the man's bed while she, the mistress, was not at home.

Su Ci was angry, angry that he had chosen Yun Niang. There were several childcare wives and he chose Yun Niang when no one else chose. He liked the kind of beautiful and... coquettish ones in his heart.

Strong selfish desires.

"Speak." Su Ci kicked him again.

This kick was too hard, but the force was too wide, and it hit his pants.

Fu Nancheng was obviously kicked, and there was a layer of redness in the ends of his narrow eyes.

Su Ci's heart tightened. She didn't mean it. Is he okay?

Seeing that the girl was stunned, Fu Nancheng found it funny. As soon as he came back, she was making trouble here without reason. He let her go, but now she was stunned, looking at him with wet eyes, like a child who had made a mistake. .

Fu Nancheng reached out, grabbed her little feet and stuffed them into the quilt, "I'm fine, go to sleep."

Su Ci lay down and closed her eyes to sleep.

She dreamed about many, many people.

She dreamed that A Zong woke up, and A Zong pulled her hard, and Fu Nancheng saw it.

Zhou Yao said from the side, "Nancheng, as you can see, Su Ci is the Luo girl who seduced Azong. She is the number one pink girl under Master Jiu among all kinds of men."

As soon as the scene changed, she pushed open the door to the room and saw Yun Niang with big breasts and thin waist pushing Fu Nancheng onto the bed, "Sir, my wife can't satisfy you, I will satisfy you."

After Su Ci fell asleep, Fu Nancheng got up and changed into pajamas. Then he heard a voice, "It hurts... hiss, my leg hurts..."

Fu Nancheng quickly returned to bed. In his sleep, Su Ci stretched out his hand to press his legs, and his little face as big as a palm twisted up.

Her legs cramped again, as they often do in later stages of pregnancy.

Fu Nancheng's big hand quickly fell on her cramped calf, and he gently massaged it for her.

He didn't take back his hand until Su Ci's little face relaxed.

The girl had been sleeping and did not wake up. Fu Nancheng put his hand on her side and lowered his head to kiss her face.

"No..." At this time, Su Ci suddenly talked in her sleep, "No Fu Nancheng... no..."

Fu Nancheng froze when he wanted to kiss her.