It was still early, so the two of them went back to the Sea Gate first.
Lan Fuchu said he had just got off the plane and he smelled, which was impolite, so he had to take a shower.
Su Yi laughed at him for being pretentious.
He frowned and said seriously, "Of course, we have to be more solemn when meeting my father-in-law."
Su Yi raised his eyebrows, "I didn't realize you still care so much about your image. Go ahead, I'll go downstairs to get some food."
There was the sound of water in the bathroom; Lan Fuchu went to take a shower.
Sister Jing hadn't started work yet, so Su Yi casually took some cookies from the kitchen and went upstairs. She sat on the bed and said, "Hey, baby, there's nothing delicious at home. Eat some cookies to fill your stomach first."
Lan Fuchu said "hmm", wrapped a white bathroom belt around her waist, and went to blow dry her hair.
Su Yi looked at his perfectly proportioned body and whistled in a rude manner behind him.
Lan Fuchu paused.
He turned around and pressed her down.
The two of them were entangled in the bed, the air was filled with ambiguous and sweet factors, Su Yi's long hair was slightly messy, and she shouted: "Hey, don't mess around!"
"Kiss me." He said softly. The next second, his beautiful lips moved closer, and his hot breath spread all over her face. "It's been so long since we last met. Do you miss me?"
Su Yi's face turned slightly red, "You call me every day, but I still miss you."
"You say one thing and mean another." Lan Fuchu exposed her bluntly.
"I'm telling the truth." Although he denied it, the bright smile in his eyes served as a good answer.
Lan Fuchu was happy. He lowered his handsome face a little and kissed her alluring lips.
After not seeing him for so many days, Su Yi actually missed him. She raised her hand to hold the back of his head and responded to him actively and boldly.
The two people's breathing intertwined.
Her enthusiasm stirred his heart a little, and he raised his eyebrows and said, "Who just said not to mess around?"
"Stop talking nonsense." Su Yi scolded him and started to take off the only bath towel on him.
"So impatient." He smiled tenderly, and then the kiss became deeper and heavier...
As they kissed, the temperature in the bedroom began to rise.
Su Yi's breathing was disordered and he felt very hot. He grabbed the last bit of reason and said, "No, no, if you start, you won't be able to finish it in two hours. We have to go to dinner soon. Let's talk about it in the evening."
"It's still early." His nose was pressed against hers, his eyes were deep and hot, enough to make her burn. His big hand was around her waist, caressing her gently and intimately, "It's been a long time since we last met..."
Her voice is low and hoarse, and it is as charming as it can be.
Su Yi was not much better, with a thin layer of sweat on the tip of her delicate nose. She used all her rationality to shake her head, "It's really not possible. It's already half past five. We have to have dinner there at half past six."
"Then go a little later."
"No." Su Yi refused again, trying to break free from his embrace.
Lan Fuchu pinched her waist with his fingers, looking somewhat dissatisfied, and frowned, "Who flirted with me first?"
"Okay, baby, don't be angry. You are the best. At most, I will do whatever you want when we go to bed at night." Su Yi pulled his arm flatteringly, "Come on, let's blow dry your hair first. I'll help you."
Lan Fuchu took a deep breath, as if he was adjusting himself. After a moment, he calmed down a little. Su Yi pulled him to sit on the chair in front of the dressing table to blow dry his hair.
In the mirror, his pale eyes stared at her motionlessly, as if he was unsatisfied.
Su Yi found it very funny and smiled.
"What are you laughing at?" His voice was filled with depression.
Su Yi said, "I rarely see you like this."
"What?"
"It's just... so unsatisfied."
He pursed his lips and said nothing, but the answer was already written clearly in his eyes.
Su Yi said, "Okay, don't be angry. What do you want to wear tonight? I'll get it for you."
Lan Fuchu thought for a moment and said, "Let's get something more casual."
She was given this information, how could she choose? Su Yi stood in the large cloakroom full of clothes, looking a little worried.
Then she let out a breath and started to look at the clothes one by one. Finally, she picked out the clothes and looked at the pile of ties with dizziness.
There are so many, it’s hard to choose.
Su Yi poked his head out of the cloakroom and asked, "Baby, can you give me some advice on ties? What style do you want to wear?"
"It's the one you gave me." Lan Fuchu's voice came from the bedroom.
Su Yi was surprised, "Do you like this tie so much? Why do you wear it every other day?"
"Quite like."
His tone was very calm, but Su Yi was very happy to hear it, and said, "Little guy, don't think I don't know, it's because I gave it to you that you cherish it extra, right?"
Lan Fuchu's laughter was heard outside.
Su Yi said crisply, "Since you like the gift I gave you so much, I'll give you a few more so you can wear a different tie every week. How about that?"
"Okay," he agreed.
Su Yi's heart skipped a beat. Why did he answer so quickly? It was as if he had been waiting for it for a long time.
After getting his tie and clothes, Su Yi came out of the cloakroom. Lan Fuchu was wearing black underwear and shaving his beard with a razor in front of the mirror.
Su Yi thought this scene was very strange, and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you to mention beards?"
Lan Fuchu glanced at her with a mysterious look in his eyes, staring at her deeply, "What man doesn't have a beard?"
"That's true, but it still feels weird to see you shaving your beard."
He chuckled slowly.
Su Yi looked at his sexy chest muscles with an embarrassed expression, then blinked, as if telling herself not to look anymore, and handed the clothes in her hand over, "Here, I got the clothes for you."
"Please help me put it on." He looked at the mirror without looking away. His tone was light, but his eyes were intense.
"…" After a few seconds, "Okay."
Feeling sweet in the heart, Su Yi stepped forward and took a shirt, "Come on, raise your hands."
Lan Fuchu did as he was told and put the gray-blue shirt on him. Su Yi stood in front of him and helped him button up the exquisite buttons one by one. Then he put on his trousers. The sexy and charming man instantly looked noble and dazzling.
Su Yi held the tie and compared Lan Fuchu's shirt in the mirror. He said, "This shirt is more casual today. It doesn't seem to be suitable for a tie. How about changing the cufflinks?"
"As you say," he replied calmly, his eyes always fixed on her, in a cheerful mood.
Upon hearing this, Su Yi went back to get the cufflinks. Fortunately, he didn't have that many cufflinks, only more than a dozen pairs, so it was easier to choose.
Su Yi picked out a pair of black crystal cufflinks and came out to ask Lan Fuchu, "Are your cufflinks made of black gemstones or black crystals?"
"Black Diamond."
"..." Su Yi was shocked, "A priceless black diamond?"
"Um."
"..." Su Yi's expression was messy, "Then how much does this pair of cufflinks cost?"
"Probably, priceless." His tone was particularly nonchalant.
"… "
Su Yi was impressed by his generosity.
*
6:30 in the evening.
A black Phantom slowly stopped in front of Su's house.
The car door opened, and a handsome yet gentle man got out of the car. He was wearing a simple gray-blue shirt and dark trousers. There was a slight but unignorable indifference between his features, and he was noble and dazzling.
Su Yi came down behind him, took his arm, and smiled brightly, "This is my father's house."
"Yeah." Lan Fuchu was holding an exquisite gift box in his hand, which he had just picked out from his collection room. He heard that Su's father liked to collect antiques, so he brought a priceless Qing Dynasty painted bowl.
It was completely dark now.
All the lights in Su's house lit up.
The servant pushed open the door.
In the quaint old courtyard-style living room, Su Youzhang was sitting and reading a newspaper. Ruan Zaixiang, who was standing beside him, was listening to Su Huijin and Si Yajie talking. Si Yajie also came today, wearing a dark blue embroidered knee-length skirt, which made her look soft and graceful. She was just sitting on the second seat of the sofa like a foil, and her appearance completely overshadowed Su Huijin.
Su Huijin was wearing a white lady's dress. It was pure, but compared with Si Yajie who was wearing gorgeous clothes next to her, she looked dull.
When the two saw Su Yi and Lan Fuchu enter the room, they stopped talking.
Si Yajie stood up and said softly, "Boss Lan."
Lan Fuchu nodded lightly.
Then, he took Su Yi's hand and walked a few steps forward, saying in a calm voice, "Dad."
Not only Su Youzhang was surprised, but everyone else in the room was also shocked.
Si Yajie raised her eyes and glanced at Lan Fuchu.
He stood there expressionlessly, no, it should be said that there was a hint of anticipation in his expression.
Su Yi walked to Su Youzhang with a smile and reminded her in a low voice: "Dad, my husband is calling you."
After these words were spoken, there was another long silence.
(End of this chapter)