In Love With The Fake Bride

It was actually for her husband and his girlfriend in name.    

She pulled on her hat and walked to a row of shelves. There were all kinds of things that she could not understand. She randomly took one and rushed out after paying.    

She jogged all the way to Chu Yaruo's room. She held her phone for a while before sending a message.    

Soon the door opened and Chu Yaruo wore a white nightdress. Her charming figure was perfectly revealed. Her face was flushed red and her neck was full of sweat. She looked lively and it was hard to look at her directly.    

"Muxue, thank you." Chu Yaruo was panting, "I urged Third Master to take a bath before he let me go."    

"Here." Shen Xining stuffed the box into Chu Yaruo's hands and did not want to listen to a single word anymore.    

Chu Yaruo took the box and looked at the numbers on it. "Three pieces? It is not enough, right?"    

"I... I'll be leaving first."    

Shen Xining turned around and ran away while covering her ears.    

Chu Yaruo looked at the back of the leaving figure and clenched the box in her hand as she sneered.    

Now do you know who the person that Third Master loves the most is?    

"Who came?" Su Ci's cold voice came from the room.    

Chu Yaruo closed the door, pulled down her shoulder belt, and slowly walked over.    

...    

Shen Xining returned to her room and sat down in front of the table, suppressing her racing heart. When she lifted the brush again, she wrote Su Ci's name on the paper.    

Staring at the name, two small figures rolled on the paper. Even Su Ci's deep and magnetic panting could be heard by her ears.    

Just like him and her...    

Her mind was in a mess. Her attention could not reach them. She did not even know that the door behind her had opened.    

It was only when a figure landed on the table behind her that she got up in fear and turned around.    

Su, Su Ci?    

Wasn't he and Chu Yaruo rolling about for love?    

"What are you doing?" Su Ci's expression was very cold, as if someone had angered him.    

Shen Xining immediately blocked the painting on the table, "No, it's nothing."    

Su Ci pulled her away and saw a woman standing on the painting. She was wearing a vintage collar on her neck.    

In an instant, the blurry image of his mother in his mind became unusually clear. He even remembered the pattern of the collar.    

"How do you know?" Su Ci narrowed his eyes, and his tense face revealed the deterrent force of life and death.    

"Assistant Chung." Shen Xining let out a breath in fear.    

Su Ci did not believe her. Chung Jin had asked people to draw the collar according to the description, but none of them could draw what he was thinking.    

The only thing he could draw was the stutter in front of him. Whether it was his mother or the collar, it was exactly the same as what he remembered.    

"Why do you want to draw it?"    

"I, I thought you wanted it." Shen Xining lowered her head.    

Su Ci lowered his head and narrowed her eyes. His black hair fell on her cheeks, which made her face so fair and tender that people wanted to take a bite.    

He approached her and wrapped her around him and the table. He bent over and placed a box in his pocket beside her.    

Shen Xining glanced at it and her face turned red. Wasn't this the condom she gave Chu Yaruo?    

"Little stutter, should I thank you?"    

"No, you are welcome." Shen Xining thought that he was talking about paintings and immediately replied.    

"Hmm?" Su Ci raised his eyebrows coldly. Was he praising her? Her answer was so smooth.    

Shen Xining lowered her head with a sad face. Suddenly, she cried out in surprise and her body was lifted by Su Ci to sit on the table.    

Su Ci squeezed between her legs and his actions were very ambiguous.    

Then Su Ci stuffed the condom into her hands, "Take a look."    

Shen Xining closed her eyes in panic. She felt that the box in her hands was like a hot potato. It was already good enough that she did not throw it out. She still needed to see.    

"Don't look? It's okay. I will make you remember."    

Su Ci's dangerous and overbearing aura pounced towards Shen Xining.    

"Look. I see. "    

Shen Xining immediately lowered her head to look at the box. Extremely thin? Convex? Standard size? The biggest was...    

It was...    

Shen Xining's black eyes widened. She casually picked it up and seemed to have picked up the smallest size.    

Su Ci stood in front of her and untied the collar of his shirt. He had a slender neck, perfect collarbone lines, and a fatal sexiness.    

He leaned close to her ear and said in a low voice, "It seems that I did not leave a deep impression on you."    

She felt her waist tighten and immediately closed her eyes as if she was about to die.    

She still had a month to go. Would she die like this?    

Suddenly, someone tapped her forehead with a finger.    

A teasing smile flashed across Su Ci's eyes. "What are you thinking about? Continue painting."    

" Yes, yes."    

Shen Xining panicked and wanted to jump off the table, but her arms turned soft. She jumped onto Su Ci's body and her legs hung on his waist.    

"Little stutter, do you want to die?" Su Ci clenched his teeth.    

Shen Xining shook her head and quickly sat back at the table. She grabbed the brush and started to draw. Her thoughts were still on Su Ci. She secretly looked over.    

Su Ci sat back on the sofa. He was noble and elegant. He raised his head and leaned against the sofa. His hair was slightly hanging down and his thick eyelashes trembled. The collar of his black shirt was wide open. His muscles were tight and his straight legs were crossed. He was tall and slender.    

From his hair to his toes, every inch of this man exuded a dangerous and beautiful temperament.    

"What are you looking at?" Su Ci narrowed his eyes and looked around.    

Shen Xining bit her lips and lowered her head to draw. Her earlobes were almost completely red.    

Su Ci curved his lips.    

...    

Shen Xining fell asleep after she finished drawing. When she woke up, she was shocked to see Chung Jin and a few people wearing white gloves.    

"You, you..."    

"Young Madam, Third Master saw that you were too tired so he let you rest for a while. He went to see the guests at Madam Zhou's banquet first." Chung Jin paused, "Since Young Madam is awake, leave the rest to us."    

Before Shen Xining could speak, she was pulled to the mirror by the person wearing the white gloves.    

An hour later, she carefully walked out of the room.    

The big red dress wrapped around her chest made her fair skin even fairer and more transparent. The silk band on her arm was loose and tied into a bow knot. The sea breeze was like a real butterfly coiling around her body. She was quick-witted and witty. Her long black hair had a pearl headband that added a bit of feminine charm to it.    

When Shen Xining slowly walked into the hall, she instantly attracted everyone's attention.    

Looking at everyone's gazes, Shen Xining stood on the spot, at a loss as to what to do.    

It was only when her hand was grabbed that she raised her eyes in shock.    

It was Su Ci.    

"Hold tight." Su Ci glanced at the men who were staring at Shen Xining unhappily.    

Shen Xining looked at Su Ci's deep side profile. She felt that his hand that was held by him was burning. She could only lower her head to hide her shyness.    

On the side, Chu Yaruo who wanted to be Su Ci's female companion saw Shen Xining and her smile immediately turned into a terrifying shadow.    

She could not tolerate Shen Xining, who was so uncouth, could actually become so beautiful.    

She should be the one who stood beside Su Ci and was the center of attention!    

Looking at the slightly smiling Shen Xining, Chu Yaruo could not help but think of the matter of pretending to be sick and seducing Su Ci during the day.    

Things were going smoothly, but when Su Ci heard that Shen Xining had sent the condoms to help them, he showed an unpredictable expression and turned to leave.    

She bit her lip, raised her glass and drank the champagne. She wanted to relieve the crazy anger in her chest, but out of the corner of her eye, she saw Qiao Min arguing with a man in a low voice.    

She quietly approached and heard what the two of them were talking about.    

"Zhou Hao! What are you staring at Shen Muxue for? I am your girlfriend! "    

" Are you annoyed? This young master will look at whoever he wants to see. Go and stand aside. " Zhou Hao waved his hand and left.    

Qiao Min was so angry that she bared her teeth and waited for Shen Xining who was in the middle of her gaze with jealousy.    

Chu Yaruo held the wine cup and her brows relaxed and revealed a wicked smile.    

How could she forget that Qiao Min and Madam Zhou's son were a pair of lovers.