Chapter: 10 Kiss Me

When Song Shengsheng woke up, her back was soaked through.

Her eyes were glazed over, and she was in a daze.

It seemed that in this book, Shen Zhishu had a good life later on, and he could even afford a beautiful villa.

Shen Zhishu’s family was very poor. In the past few years, his family had to borrow money and food to support his studies.

If it weren’t for his own hard work, he wouldn’t have been able to stand out from the workers, peasants, and soldiers, pass the leadership review, and get the recommendation to go to university in the provincial capital.

She wasn’t really familiar with this neighbor and childhood sweetheart.

Before Fu Cheng came to Ningcheng, she hadn’t thought about doing anything with Shen Zhishu.

It was just that people in the village always liked to gossip and spread rumors.

They said in private that she was Shen Zhishu’s future wife.

At that time, she thought Shen Zhishu’s family was too poor, and she didn’t want to marry him at all.

Later, his life got better, and his future prospects became apparent.

She didn’t argue with those people in the village.

The more Song Shengsheng thought about it, the heavier her mind became. Since she ran away with Shen Zhishu, she still had a villa to live in, and she might even be pregnant with his child.

How could she commit suicide?

It didn’t make sense.

It was truly an unreasonable novel.

Song Shengsheng bit her lip angrily, feeling a bit annoyed.

When Fu Cheng entered the house, she had already bitten her lips red, with a hint of glistening moisture, like tempting jelly.

Fu Cheng returned from the army in the afternoon and saw her cuddling her son on the bed, fast asleep. The scene was unusually heartwarming.

He watched quietly and didn’t wake her up.

While she was asleep, Fu Cheng went to buy coal and exchanged an industrial ticket with Master Zhao for a chicken.

He brought it back to make soup for her.

He had to keep her well-nourished. It was good for her, and good for him.

Fu Cheng loved the feel of holding her. She was soft and cuddly, with flesh in all the right places.

Her figure was well-proportioned, and she was delicate and spoiled.

When he held her.

Fu Cheng could tolerate her foolishness and capriciousness.

Song Shengsheng saw Fu Cheng and was stunned for a moment: “Why are you back so early today?”

Fu Cheng looked at her, expressionless: “You don’t want me to come back?”

Fu Cheng’s mood wasn’t good at the moment.

Song Shengsheng had just woken up, with a touch of pink at the corners of her eyes. She didn’t know what was wrong with Fu Cheng again.

He was cold and fierce.

She thought carefully, she hadn’t done anything wrong lately.

She was well-behaved and obedient.

She even took the initiative to wash the lunch box today and gave it to Aunt Liu.

In the past, she wouldn’t do anything.

“Husband, I don’t want you to come back.”

Song Shengsheng took the initiative to act cute to him. She had something to ask him for help later.

Song Shengsheng still remembered the scene she saw in her dream.

Decades later, Fu Cheng’s cold and frosty face appeared on the news channel, giving a speech.

His official position was clearly high.

He was followed by a large group of people, looking imposing.

It seemed that in the original story, Fu Cheng had a good life after divorcing her.

Coming back to her senses, Song Shengsheng grabbed his sleeve and continued: “Captain Lu told me before that you both got into college back then.”

It was just that the policy came down, and you entered the army before you could finish college.

Fu Cheng’s face darkened, and his gaze towards her also sank: “Yeah, what do you want to do?”

The man asked calmly.

Song Shengsheng didn’t notice the implication in Fu Cheng’s words. She said: “Can you ask your family to send the books you used to study to Ningcheng?”

“I want to read more books, so people won’t say I’m stupid.”

Fu Cheng had already heard about this from Aunt Liu in the afternoon.

Aunt Liu hesitated, subtly reminding him to keep an eye on her, otherwise, it would be embarrassing if she made a fool of herself.

Fu Cheng didn’t show anything in front of Aunt Liu, and simply lied: “Shengsheng has always loved to read.”

In fact, his heart sank.

He was annoyed but had to pretend to be nonchalant.

Fu Cheng didn’t believe she could read books. She was lazy by nature, and she wouldn’t even bother to turn the pages.

Fu Cheng’s sharp eyes stared at her, as if he were staring at an enemy on the battlefield.

He couldn’t help but think of the neighbor and childhood sweetheart she was willing to abandon her husband and child for.

Song Shengsheng was flustered by Fu Cheng’s gaze. She nervously tugged at her fingers: “If you don’t want to, then forget it.”

Fu Cheng didn’t refuse her, but he didn’t give a definite answer: “I’ll ask later.”

This small matter, satisfying her wouldn’t be a problem.

It would prevent her from making a fuss again.

But he had to keep an eye on her.

Fu Cheng pinched her little face, soft and white, incredibly endearing.

Her dark eyes looked at him with a hint of confusion.

They only reflected his image, satisfying the man’s hidden possessive desire.

The man’s Adam’s apple bobbed: “Song Shengsheng.”

The woman’s eyes were filled with a slight confusion. Her face was pinched, making her uncomfortable, but she didn’t dare to say anything.

She looked at him timidly: “Hmm? What’s wrong?”

Fu Cheng didn’t hesitate: “Kiss me.”

Song Shengsheng’s face flushed slightly, and she didn’t dare to look at Fu Cheng.

She didn’t move for a long time.

Fu Cheng didn’t hesitate, he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled the delicate woman into his arms.

He had many concerns outside.

In his own home, he could do whatever he wanted.

Song Shengsheng’s fingers curled up nervously. She was much shorter than him, and she had to stand on her tiptoes to reach his lips.

Song Shengsheng kissed him with a red face.

Fu Cheng’s fingers that were gripping her waist suddenly tightened. She gasped in pain and fear.

Fu Cheng didn’t hesitate, he devoured her breath.

After a while.

Song Shengsheng’s tongue felt numb, and her lips were slightly swollen. It wasn’t convenient to go out like this.

Fu Cheng didn’t actually want to do anything.

But once he tasted her, he was easily out of control.

He tidied her messy hair and touched her face: “I’ll go cook,”

He was a bit of a bad guy.

He was cunning.

As long as she was under his watch, she wouldn’t cause any trouble.

Fu Cheng went to the kitchen and put the chicken soup on to simmer.

He had also repaired the fence in the yard these past two days.

Soon, the neighbors all smelled the chicken soup wafting from Captain Fu’s house.

In these days, it wasn’t easy to get a piece of meat.

Even if you had money, you wouldn’t be as extravagant as Captain Fu, feeding his wife meat and chicken every day.

“I’m not saying this, Captain Fu spoils Song Shengsheng too much.” The one who said this was the wife of Battalion Commander Ding.

She had always been at odds with Song Shengsheng.

Ever since Song Shengsheng moved in with Captain Fu, she disliked her face. It was too attractive.

Their houses were close, and when Song Shengsheng ate meat, her son smelled the aroma and cried for some too.

Battalion Commander Ding’s family had many mouths to feed, and they couldn’t afford to be extravagant like Song Shengsheng.

Her son had cried for it a few times, making her lose face several times.

“Of course, who eats meat every day?”

“He’s willing to spend money on his wife. We can only envy them.”

Moreover, Captain Fu’s father was an official in the capital.

How could they be short of food?

“Do you think Captain Fu will take Song Shengsheng back to the capital when he returns?”

Every year, there were many educated youths returning to the city.

Regardless of gender, whether they were married or even had children, they would leave without a second thought.

Let alone a big place like the capital.

“How could he possibly take her back?”

“And you know what, Song Shengsheng has a capitalist uncle who was denounced and sent to a farm.”

“Shh.”

“Not many people know about this. It was her cousin who let the cat out of the bag. I guess Captain Fu doesn’t even know about her uncle.”

Song Shengsheng came out to fetch water.

They were still gossiping.

Her face was flushed, and her rosy lips looked suspicious.

It was obvious what they had just done.

The few people who had been gossiping just now suddenly felt uninterested.

Aunt Liu was a seasoned woman. Seeing the finger marks on her neck, she knew what had happened.

Men were truly terrifying when they were jealous.

But it was their home, and they could do whatever they wanted behind closed doors.

It was just pitiful for Song Shengsheng’s small frame.

She had a hard time keeping up.