Chapter 36: So Good

Song Shengsheng was still hesitant, trying to dodge and delay.

She pursed her lips and remained silent.

But her little schemes were all over her face, Fu Cheng could see it at a glance, her reluctance was obvious.

It made Fu Cheng a little bit grit his teeth.

She was so unwilling to meet his parents, it was hard not to think too much.

The man’s sharp eyes locked on her. “What are you afraid of? My parents won’t eat you, will they?”

Song Shengsheng stammered, unable to come up with a reason.

Fu Cheng raised his hand, his rough long fingers cupped her face, which was the size of a palm. His face was extremely cold. “Or are you worried that my parents’ background will implicate you?”

Fu Cheng’s father had been investigated for several years.

This year, the dust settled, although he hadn’t been reinstated, it was only a matter of months.

Besides, in this world, keeping a low profile is the key to lasting success.

Fu Cheng also didn’t forget the time when Song Shengsheng first wanted to divorce him. She had disliked his parents being investigated in the capital, thinking they were about to be convicted and imprisoned.

Fu Cheng knew how materialistic 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 had indeed been worried about his parents’ background before, but her worry was not unfounded.

Song Shengsheng shook her head. She spoke softly, her attitude sincere. “Husband, your parents are my parents, I wouldn’t treat them as outsiders.”

As she spoke, her eyes turned red, and she said softly, “I’m just scared because I’ve never been on a train before.”

Fu Cheng was naturally skeptical of the excuse that this little liar, who was full of lies, came up with.

After he caught her back from Yangcheng, she had been hiding secrets.

Everything was out of place.

If he wasn’t careful, he would easily fall for her tricks.

In short, he couldn’t let his guard down.

Fu Cheng stroked her head, pretending to believe her. “Don’t be afraid, I’ll be with you.”

Song Shengsheng dared not say anything unwilling. Besides provoking Fu Cheng’s suspicion, it would also make him resent the things she had said before.

Who said that women are petty and vindictive.

She thought Fu Cheng was even more petty and vindictive.

He still remembered the things she said when they argued years ago.

Song Shengsheng nervously recalled all the bad things she had said to Fu Cheng over the years. If he remembered every word clearly, she didn’t know when Fu Cheng would ever like her.

Song Shengsheng had never thought that winning a man’s heart was such a difficult thing.

She racked her brains every day, but she couldn’t think of what kind of girl Fu Cheng would like.

At night.

Song Shengsheng turned on the lamp and became a little tailor.

The sewing machine at home was bought by Fu Cheng when they got married.

Song Shengsheng used the navy blue fabric she bought during the day to make a pair of long pants first. She was skillful, and when she was doing something she liked, she was completely focused.

Her delicate and white face was illuminated by the lamplight, looking beautiful.

Fu Cheng came in after taking a shower. She was still diligently working on her needlework, her head lowered, the moonlight outside seemed to be kissing her nose.

Her snow-white skin was tinged with a delicate blush.

She was wearing a nightgown she made herself, soft and close-fitting, and very thin, revealing her beautiful figure.

Fu Cheng glanced at the fabric in her hand, it was a color he didn’t usually wear.

But it didn’t matter, he could still wear it.

Song Shengsheng finished the long pants in one night. As for the jacket, it was more troublesome to make, it would take a few days.

She didn’t know that Fu Cheng had misunderstood her.

He thought it was clothes for him.

Song Shengsheng stood up, stretched, and yawned.

Fu Cheng walked over and rubbed her waist. “Don’t tire yourself out.”

Song Shengsheng felt his fingers on her waist like a fire, she could feel the heat through the fabric of her skirt.

Every night.

She was both afraid and a little bit eager.

Because Song Shengsheng had specifically asked Sister Wang how to win a man’s heart.

She saw how much Sister Wang’s husband loved her.

She was a master at managing her husband, so she had to ask for advice.

Sister Wang whispered in her ear, “Husband and wife’s relationship depends on whether they are compatible in that area, then they will be good.”

Song Shengsheng didn’t understand at first. “Which area?”

Sister Wang didn’t treat her as an outsider. “Bed matters. I’m just lusting after my husband’s body, and he’s lusting after mine.”

Sister Wang glanced at her again, her eyes suggestive. “Shengsheng, Captain Fu must be tempted by your looks, how could he not like you? Just please him more, and I guarantee he’ll be smitten with you.”

Song Shengsheng understood, but she couldn’t explain. Was she not pleasing Fu Cheng?

It was because she couldn’t take it anymore.

No one could take Fu Cheng’s intensity.

But tonight, Song Shengsheng was going to follow Sister Wang’s advice. Her main task now was still to coax Fu Cheng into liking her.

Otherwise, Song Shengsheng felt that she would be hard-pressed to avoid the tragic fate of suicide.

She really couldn’t accept dying like that, and she would feel even worse knowing that her annoying cousin and the others were all living well!

Song Shengsheng frankly admitted that she was a maggot in the gutter, she couldn’t stand seeing people she disliked and those who didn’t get along with her living well.

At this moment, Song Shengsheng slowly came back to her senses, her eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.

Even though she was a little scared, she still took the initiative to hook Fu Cheng’s waist.

The man was narrow-waisted and broad-shouldered, his figure was perfect.

All the flesh on his body felt firm to the touch.

Bumping into his chest was like bumping into a wall.

Song Shengsheng felt Fu Cheng pause for a moment. She looked up at him, and after a while, she stood on tiptoe and touched his lips.

Fu Cheng’s breath was tight, but his expression didn’t change.

He gently stroked her hair. He wasn’t a heartless god, he had the appropriate reaction.

He just could hold back.

Song Shengsheng felt that Fu Cheng was still indifferent, with no reaction.

She was a little frustrated, had she not tried hard enough?

So Song Shengsheng kissed him again, but she didn’t have the strength to stand on tiptoe, her lips touched the man’s protruding Adam’s apple.

Fu Cheng hissed, taking a sharp breath.

After his slightly disordered breathing gradually calmed down, he reached out and grabbed her wrist.

Then, the lights in the bedroom went out.

The moonlight seemed to be shining on the rising and falling waves.

She didn’t know how long it had been, but Song Shengsheng was extremely sleepy, her head tilted, her pink and white face pressed against his chest, she was about to fall asleep.

Fu Cheng’s voice was hoarse as he whispered in her ear, “Shengsheng, why are you so well-behaved tonight?”