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

Fu Nancheng looked up and saw her. The black suspender skirt on her body had slipped down and piled up on the sides of her smooth white calves. The woman's beautiful back was as slim as jade, with no extra flesh at all, and her delicate muscles were as smooth as mutton fat. , naturally white, strongly stimulating men's eyes.

Fu Nancheng looked at her without moving his eyes.

Su Ci could already feel his fiery gaze looking over her. She turned sideways pretending not to know, "Uncle A Niu, don't look at anything inappropriate, have you ever heard of it?"

She picked up the black suspender skirt and smashed it directly into his handsome face.

His vision was dark, and his nose was filled with the warm and fragrant smell of women's clothes. Fu Nancheng reached out and pulled the skirt off his face.

Su Ci had already put on her clothes, and she gave him a provocative look.

How could Fu Nancheng not know that she was torturing him? She was testing his determination. He held her skirt in his hand, put it under his nose in front of her and took a sniff, but his eyes were filled with confusion. Falling on her body, looking up and down wantonly.

Su Ci, "..."

She had used beauty traps to seduce so many men, but this was the first time she had been betrayed by someone.

His mature and frivolous movements and eyes were very lustful, half of his handsome face was cold and hard, and his strong muscles could be seen under the thin material of the child he was holding, and he was full of sexual tension.

Su Ci walked over and ignored him, "Give me the child."

Fu Nancheng gently stuffed the small pink dumplings in his hand into her arms.

Sanbao's big black eyes were looking at his mother, and Su Ci's heart softened just at that glance.

She didn't know why she couldn't refuse his child.

"Go away, I'm going to breastfeed." Su Ci chased him away.

Fu Nancheng walked to the window.

Su Ci sat on the bed, lifted up her clothes and started feeding Sambo.

Fu Nancheng took out a pack of cigarettes, took out one, put it on his thin lips, lit it with a lighter, and started to smoke.

Su Ci raised her eyebrows and said, "There are children here, can you please stop smoking here."

Fu Nancheng hasn't smoked for a long time. He didn't dare to smoke when she was pregnant, and he didn't dare to smoke recently when she was raising a child. Hearing her voice of dissatisfaction, Fu Nancheng put one hand in his trouser pocket, frowned and took a deep breath, then He lowered his eyes and put out the cigarette in the ashtray.

Pulling out his long legs, he came to her side.

Now he was standing, with the [-]-meter-tall man standing next to her. Su Ci quickly pulled the blanket on the baby to cover the feeding area, "Why are you so close to me? Don't look at it."

"Then why did you change clothes in front of me just now?"

"I can change it if I want, but now you see how perverted I am at breastfeeding."

Fu Nancheng still had one hand in his trouser pocket, and his voice was a little hoarse, "Do you smell the smell of cigarettes on me?"

"Yes, then what?"

Fu Nancheng took out his hand from his trouser pocket and reached out to push aside the blanket that she had just blocked.

Su Ci looked up and raised her eyebrows, "Didn't you ask me to breastfeed first?"

Fu Nancheng's hand wearing a watch teased his daughter's pink face.

He inadvertently moved closer, and soon Su Ci felt that the belt around his waist touched her face. The metal buckle of the black belt was cold, and she was agitated by the touch.

He was too tall, and his waist and abdomen were right up to her face. Su Ci looked up at him, "On purpose?"

Fu Nancheng lowered his handsome eyelids, "Is that okay?"

Of course not.

Su Ci wanted to speak, but he stretched out his hand and held a note between his fingertips. On the note was a line of address, "Can I trade this with you?"