Chapter 36 So Good
Song Shengsheng was still hesitant, trying to confuse the issue and delay it.
She pursed her lips and said no more.
But her thoughts were all written on her face, and Fu Cheng could tell at a glance how reluctant she was.
This made Fu Cheng grit his teeth.
It's hard not to think too much when he's so unwilling to meet his parents.
The man fixed his cold eyes on her: "What are you afraid of? Can my parents eat you?"
Song hesitated and couldn't explain clearly.
Fu Cheng raised his hand and held her palm-sized face with his rough long fingers. His face was extremely cold. "Are you worried that my parents' identities will implicate you?"
Fu Cheng's father had also been investigated for several years.
The dust has settled this year, and although he has not yet been reinstated, it will only take a few months.
Moreover, in this world, only those who keep a low profile can go a long way.
Fu Cheng also remembered the time when Song Shengsheng first wanted a divorce from him because she was dissatisfied with the fact that his parents were being investigated in the capital and she thought they would be convicted and imprisoned soon.
Fu Cheng knew how snobbish Song Shengsheng was.
She was definitely not someone who could share his hardships.
Song Shengsheng felt guilty when she heard Fu Cheng ask this.
She was indeed worried about his parents' background before, but her worries were not unreasonable at that time.
Song Shengsheng shook her head. She spoke softly, but her attitude was very sincere: "Husband, your parents are my parents. I will not treat them as outsiders."
Song Shengsheng's eyes turned red as she spoke, and she said pitifully, "I just haven't ridden a train before, so I'm scared."
Fu Cheng was of course skeptical about the excuses given by Song Shengsheng, this little liar who was full of lies.
After Song Shengsheng was arrested by him and brought back from Yangcheng, he began to hide a secret.
Everything is wrong.
He was not on guard and was easily fooled by her.
In short, don't take it lightly.
Fu Cheng touched her head and pretended to believe her words, "Don't be afraid, I'm with you."
Song Shengsheng didn't dare to say anything she didn't want to say anymore. Not only would it arouse Fu Cheng's suspicion, but it would also make him hate what she had said before.
Who says women are petty and vindictive?
She thought Fu Cheng was more petty and vindictive.
He still remembered so clearly what she said to him when they had an argument several years ago.
Song Shengsheng felt guilty as she recalled the bad things she had said to Fu Cheng over the years. If she remembered every word clearly, she didn't know when Fu Cheng would fall in love with her.
Song Shengsheng had never thought that it was so difficult to win a man's heart.
She racked her brains every day, but couldn't figure out what kind of girl Fu Cheng would like.
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night.
Song Shengsheng lit a lamp and worked as a tailor.
The sewing machine at home was also bought by Fu Cheng when she and Fu Cheng got married.
Song Shengsheng used the navy blue cloth she bought during the day to make a pair of trousers. She moved skillfully and focused fully on doing something she liked.
The delicate and soft white little face was blurred by the light, so beautiful and tight.
When Fu Cheng came into the house after taking a shower, she was still busy with her needlework, with her little head downcast, and the moonlight outside the window seemed to be kissing the tip of her nose.
The snow-white skin is tinged with delicate red.
She was wearing a nightgown she had made herself, which was soft, fitted and thin, showing off her beautiful figure.
Fu Cheng glanced at the fabric in her hand. It was a color he rarely wore.
But it doesn’t matter, it’s still wearable.
Song Shengsheng finished the trousers in one night, but the outerwear was more troublesome and took several days.
She didn't know yet that Fu Cheng had misunderstood her.
I thought these were clothes made for him.
Song Shengsheng stood up, stretched, and yawned.
Fu Cheng walked up to her and rubbed her waist, "Don't tire yourself out."
Song Shengsheng felt as if his fingers on her waist were lighting fire, and she could feel a boiling heat through the fabric of her skirt.
Every night.
She was both afraid and ready to do something.
Because Song Shengsheng specifically asked Sister Wang how to win a man's heart.
She saw that Sister Wang’s husband liked Sister Wang very much.
The husband has his own way, so she must ask for his advice.
Sister Wang whispered in her ear mysteriously, "A couple's relationship can only be good if they are compatible in that aspect."
Song Shengsheng didn't understand at first: "What aspect?"
Sister Wang didn't treat her as an outsider at all: "It's about sex. I lust after this guy's body, and he lusts after me."
Sister Wang glanced at her again, her eyes ambiguous: "Shengsheng, Captain Fu will surely be unable to resist you if you act like this, how could he not like you? Just follow his lead and I guarantee you will make his heart flutter."
After Song Shengsheng understood, she felt bitter. Was she disobeying Fu Cheng?
This was more than she could bear.
No one can withstand Fu Cheng's strength.
However, tonight Song Shengsheng is ready to follow Sister Wang's advice. Her current main task is to trick Fu Cheng into liking her.
Otherwise, Song Shengsheng felt that it would be difficult for him to avoid the tragic ending of suicide.
It was really hard for her to accept that she died like this, and it would be even worse for her to know that her annoying cousin and her friends were doing well after her death.
Song Shengsheng generously admitted that she was a maggot in the gutter and couldn't bear to see people she disliked or who didn't get along with her living a good life.
At this moment, Song Shengsheng slowly came back to her senses, and her eyelashes trembled twice like butterfly wings.
Even though she was a little scared, she still took the initiative to hook Fu Cheng's waist.
The man with a narrow waist and broad shoulders has a great figure.
The flesh all over his body felt very hard.
Hitting his chest was like hitting a wall.
Song Shengsheng felt that Fu Cheng seemed to pause for a moment. She raised her face to look at him. After a while, she stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to touch his lips.
Fu Cheng's breathing was tense, but there was no change on his face.
He raised his hand and gently stroked her hair. He was not a heartless god, so he had the necessary reactions.
Just bear it.
Song Shengsheng felt that Fu Cheng seemed to be still indifferent and had no reaction.
She felt a little frustrated. Was it because she wasn't working hard enough?
So, Song Shengsheng kissed him again, but she didn't have the strength to stand on tiptoe, and her lips touched the man's protruding Adam's apple.
Fu Cheng hissed and took a breath of cool air.
When her slightly disordered breathing gradually calmed down, he raised his hand and grasped her wrist.
Then the light in the bedroom was turned off.
The moonlight seemed to illuminate the rising and falling waves.
I don’t know how much time had passed, but Song Shengsheng was extremely sleepy. She tilted her head, and her pretty pink and white face rested on his chest, and she was about to fall asleep.
Fu Cheng whispered in her ear, "Shengsheng, why are you so well behaved tonight?"
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