Chapter 32 Chapter 32 Fifty Million Interest
Chapter 32
This was the tenth time Shang Ziyi wiped her fingers. She felt her hands were dirty. Woohoo, how could she touch him there?
Even though it was covered by clothes, it was still very embarrassing.
She remembered that night when he had gently grasped her hand, but even so she still couldn't fulfill his wish.
Why did I make a mistake today?
It shouldn’t be like this. It really shouldn’t be like this.
In between photos, she took a tissue and wiped it again.
Fu Zhou looked at her embarrassment without saying anything. He kindly handed her a tissue. Seeing that she had used up most of the pack, he said gently, "Is that enough? There's more in the car."
Listening to his light-hearted words and thinking about his teasing expression on the plane, Shang Ziyi raised her lips high and said in a coquettish voice, "Don't gloat over my misfortune. This is all your fault."
Fu Zhou straightened his sleeves and asked her, "What does this have to do with me?"
You know the answer but still ask!
Shang Ziyi glanced at him, then looked down, blushing as she said, "It's all because of you... you, just stand up and make way for me, why didn't you?"
"Oh." She pointed at him and said, "Are you deliberately not giving way, just wanting me to throw myself into your arms and then..."
Shang Ziyi couldn't say anything and stopped.
Fu Zhou deliberately asked: "Then what?"
"And then you embarrassed me." Shang Ziyi straightened his back and stiffened his neck. "You're so mean."
"You almost broke it, and you still say I'm bad?" Fu Zhou's dark eyes were filled with light, and it was impossible to tell what he was thinking. "If I told you that I'm still in pain, what would you do?"
"It's been several hours, how could it still hurt?" Shang Ziyi snorted in disbelief, "Are you really that delicate?"
"Is there anything you don't know?"
"It's not mine, why would I know?"
"Why isn't it yours?" Fu Zhou suddenly approached, a teasing look in his eyes, and whispered in her ear, "Hasn't it you who has been using it all the time?"
Shang Ziyi: “…”
Shang Ziyi held it in for a long time before finally saying, "You are shameless."
She kept using the same curse words over and over again. It sounded harsh at first, but now it is intriguing.
Moreover, Fu Zhou discovered that every time she was angry, her cheeks puffed up and the vortex seemed to be deeper. Her red lips were pink and tender, and she looked very kissable.
He stared at her lips.
Shang Ziyi waited for him to fight back, but when she realized he was there, she touched her face and said, "What? Is my face dirty?"
She has always paid great attention to her image when she is outside, and she won't tolerate any flaws.
"Yeah, it's dirty." Fu Zhou said.
"Where? Where is it dirty?" Shang Ziyi didn't care about arguing anymore and took a tissue to wipe it. But when she remembered that there was still makeup on her face, she stopped and touched it randomly with her fingers.
Fu Zhou grabbed her wrist to stop her, tilted his head and said, "I'll do it."
He used his other hand to lift her chin up, and the upward posture made her facial lines smoother and more upright, and the grooves on her face deeper.
Her face is prettier than most women's, petite and delicate, just like her.
Someone in the circle once publicly organized a vote to select the most beautiful one. Shang Ziyi won the first place, and many rich young men were eager to try her out.
Unfortunately, none of them could catch Miss Shang's eye.
He didn't move, just tilted his head and looked at her.
Shang Ziyi was breathless under his gaze. She pursed her lips and made a swallowing motion, urging him, "Aren't you going to help me? Why are you standing there?"
Her cheeks were very clean and there was nothing on them.
Fu Zhou took the tissue and pretended to wipe it. When he touched her cheek through the tissue, he felt a different feeling.
His Adam's apple rolled slowly as he wiped it carefully.
Shang Ziyi's throat was dry. Before he could stop, she asked again, "When do you want more? I'm tired of standing."
The eldest daughter is very delicate. She can't stand or sit for a long time.
"Okay." Fu Zhou moved his hand away.
Shang Ziyi's chest seemed to open up all of a sudden, and all the air rushed in. The burning sensation just now subsided slightly. Although she was clearly panicking, she pretended to be calm and murmured, "Just tell me where it is, and I can wipe it myself."
Let him wipe it so slowly.
Fu Zhou didn't say anything, and the photographer beside him pursed his lips and chuckled.
This caused Fu Zhou to look sideways, and the photographer quickly shut up.
Shang Ziyi looked suspicious and asked the assistant beside her, "What's wrong?"
The assistant glanced at Fu Zhou and hesitated to speak, "This..."
Shang Ziyi: "Hmm?"
The assistant whispered, "Your face was clean just now, not dirty."
Shang Ziyi: “…”
Shang Ziyi was slow to react, so Fu Zhou had deliberately lied to her just now?!
How could he be so bad?
That’s too bad.
She was about to go find Fu Zhou to argue, but by chance, Fu Zhou's cell phone rang and he went to the side to answer it.
Shang Ziyi's cheeks puffed up as she gulped down a few gulps of water. The assistant said, "I understand, actually."
"Understand what?"
"Mr. Fu must have been moved by what he did."
“…”
In the second half of the filming, Shang Ziyi was a little distracted and had to reshoot several times. She didn't know what would happen if others did the same thing, but Fu Zhou behaved very well. He didn't say anything and cooperated throughout.
After taking photos of one attraction, we continued to the next and continued until the evening.
Shang Ziyi was obviously very tired, but she still wanted to go shopping.
She knew that men hated shopping the most, so she hadn't planned to ask Fu Zhou to accompany her, but he actually brought it up himself.
"I'll accompany you."
"You're staying with me? Aren't you tired?"
"The book says that parents need to make their babies feel loved. If I stay with you, your baby will feel it."
"So, you're accompanying me because of the baby?"
Shang Ziyi's just-felt feeling of being touched disappeared. Tsk, what a stinky man.
Fu Zhou: "If you want to, that's fine."
Shang Ziyi glared at him. Fu Zhou's greatest strength was his ability to judge the situation. Seeing her angry, he quickly changed his words, "Of course, accompanying my mother is more important."
Shang Ziyi: “…”Okay, I’ll spare you this time.
She thought that accompanying him meant carrying bags, but in fact it was just accompanying him.
"Swipe my card."
"Swipe my card."
“Swipe this card.”
“…”
He kept saying this the whole time, he was like a walking payment machine, and he also gave compliments.
No matter what Shang Ziyi bought, he would say it was good. This was also what Zhou Yan taught him. As long as a woman likes it, he should say it was good. He was not allowed to say he didn't know, let alone say it was bad.
Shang Ziyi didn't hesitate. After all, they had obtained the marriage certificate, so his money was her money, so she could just use it.
But after buying them all, she realized she had spent tens of millions, and she felt a little embarrassed. Before leaving, she went to the men's clothing store next door.
I also bought a few sets for Fu Zhou.
A woman's vision is different from a man's. As she was choosing, she said, "You can't always wear dark clothes. It makes you look too old. Wear more light colors in the future."
He held the white suit in front of Fu Zhou and compared it to him, then nodded, "You have a cool, fair complexion, so white is perfect."
"The white shirt is just right."
She picked up the tie again and bought a few with brighter colors. Later she also bought tie clips and cufflinks.
When he took out his card to pay, Fu Zhou stopped him again, "I'll pay."
Shang Ziyi didn't argue, "Okay, you pay."
Since he wants to be a sucker, then let him be.
After buying things for the adults, it was time for the baby. Shang Ziyi almost emptied the mall. Looking at the dozens of bags, she felt a little troubled. "How... do I take them back to the hotel?"
Fu Zhou nodded and said, "The car is in front."
After getting closer, Shang Ziyi was the one who was surprised. The black Bentley cars lined up in a row had smooth and strong lines. When the lights shone on them, they were dazzling.
Shang Ziyi roughly counted them and found there were about ten cars. "...What are these?"
Fu Zhou: "Yeah."
Shang Ziyi: "Is it really necessary to have so many?"
Those who don’t know the situation might think it’s a family picking up the bride.
"Yes." Fu Zhou gestured to the driver to take the bag.
Soon, the trunk was full and a few more bags were placed on the back seat.
Fu Zhou put one hand in his pocket and raised his eyebrows, as if to say, look.
Shang Ziyi has been a shopaholic since she was a child. When she has free time, she travels abroad every other day, returns on the same day, takes a private jet, and goes to high-end places.
She is used to being unruly and doesn't want anyone to control her.
After getting in the car, she made her attitude clear, "I've been like this since I was a child. If you can't stand it..."
"Who said I can't accept it?" Fu Zhou said calmly, "This is good."
"..." Shang Ziyi pursed her lips, "Don't you think I spent too much?"
"The money I earn is originally for you to spend." Fu Zhou said, "You can spend it however you want."
Seeing Shang Ziyi's stunned look, she was both adorable and cute, and couldn't help but scratch her nose. "Your husband has the most money, money he can never spend."
"Whatever you want to buy is fine."
Shang Ziyi: “…”
Shang Ziyi's heart was disturbed by his domineering words. After a while, she thought of his intimate behavior just now, and felt a burst of burning heat on the tip of her nose.
Even the whole person feels hot.
Fine beads of sweat overflowed from the palms of my hands, making them wet as if they had been soaked in water.
When she went to get a tissue, Fu Zhou got there first. He grabbed her hand and raised his eyes, "Why is it so wet?"
Leng Bai's slender fingers scratched her palm subtly.
Shang Ziyi trembled slightly and tried to pull back, but he held her tightly. This time he didn't look at her, but gently wiped her. When he finished wiping, he said, "Shang Ziyi, we got the marriage certificate."
Shang Ziyi didn’t quite understand and just said “hmm”.
"Everything is legal," he added.
Shang Ziyi nodded again.
He looked up, his eyes burning, "So, can I kiss you?"
He didn't ask the last time I kissed him.
Shang Ziyi's heart started pounding, her eyes avoided, and her body leaned back.
Fu Zhou pulled her back again. He held her waist with his hands, staring at her red lips with his eyelids drooped for five seconds, then raised them again, "Fifty million."
Shang Ziyi blinked, a little confused.
"You spent 50 million today." Fu Zhou raised his hand, covered her lips, and moved his hand along the shape of her lips, caressing them as if he was appreciating some work of art.
Move lightly and carefully.
"Is it not too much for me to charge a little interest?"
The surroundings suddenly became hot, and Shang Ziyi also felt hot. Her throat was dry, and she subconsciously stuck out her tongue to lick her lips, but unfortunately she licked his fingers.
The soft feeling made both of them feel a surge of excitement.
Shang Ziyi wanted to take it back, but Fu Zhou didn't allow her. His fingertips dropped lightly, and his black eyes staring at her were filled with danger.
He was like a beast that had been sleeping for many years and suddenly awakened. His desire for prey reached its peak, but his upbringing told him to restrain himself.
He suppressed his throbbing and bewitched her in the calmest voice.
"I said that night that we should try to be intimate."
"Why not start with a kiss?"
He lifted her chin, causing her pink lips to curl up, making it easier for him to kiss her deeper.
"Since you didn't say anything, I'll take it as your consent."
The next second, he kissed her lips and entwined his tongue with hers, gently at first and then passionately.
His palms controlled her slender waist, and his tongue attacked her wantonly. His kissing skills were average, but it still made Shang Ziyi lose her way.
The hand that was originally between the two of them, pushing them apart, had somehow wrapped around his neck.
She tilted her head back and made a satisfied yet impatient sound.
...Why are you biting so hard?
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