After his rebirth, Mr. Fu panicked

The night was as dark as ink, and the lights in the house were warm and soft. "Fu Yanchuan, don't be like this. Go take a shower first. I don't want you to be dirty and...do that with me."

Su Yaoyao's voice trembled slightly, and her hands were clenched together, as if she was trying hard to suppress her emotions.

Fu Yanchuan was stunned for a moment, then he smiled, as if he was infected by Su Yaoyao's shyness, "Okay, listen to Yaoyao. Then... wash together?" There was a hint of teasing in his words, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.

Su Yaoyao's cheeks instantly flushed, and she waved her hands hurriedly, "No, no, you wash first! Don't worry, I won't run away. I have made up my mind, and I won't go back on my word. You still don't believe me."

Fu Yanchuan looked at Su Yaoyao's blushing cheeks, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.

He knew he couldn't rush things, so he responded gently, "That's not what I meant, Yaoyao, I just... I'll go wash up, wait for me."

After saying that, he gently stood up from Su Yaoyao and walked towards the bathroom.

The sound of water in the bathroom gradually rose, and Su Yaoyao's heart was filled with waves.

At this critical moment, she still felt a little nervous and helpless.

She stood up and walked to the window, looking at the night outside, but she couldn't help but think of Su Juanjuan.

She quickly took out her cell phone and sent a message to Su Juanjuan: "Su Juanjuan, where are you? Can you come quickly? Otherwise, don't blame me if you miss the opportunity."

After sending the message, she anxiously waited for a reply.

Time seemed to be particularly long at this moment, and Su Yaoyao's heartbeat became faster and faster.

She kept telling herself to stay calm and be strong, but the anticipation and uneasiness in her heart could never be calmed down.

Finally, the phone vibrated and Su Juanjuan replied: "Su Yaoyao, I'm on my way. I warn you not to have any ideas about hitting on Mr. Fu. I'll be there soon."

Seeing this reply, Su Yaoyao's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a faint smile, but this smile was filled with endless bitterness and sadness.

She said softly: "Fu Yanchuan, after today, we will really have nothing to do with each other."

It was as if she was saying goodbye to her past self, or as if she was expressing her final determination to the man she once loved deeply.

At the bathroom door, Su Yaoyao stared at the hazy and tall figure inside, calculating rapidly in her mind.

She hurriedly opened her handbag, rummaged through it with her slender fingers, and finally pinched out a piece of incense.

She gently put it into the ashtray. With a slight "hiss" sound, the incense was lit. In the rising smoke, a strange fragrance quickly filled the entire room.

Without any pause, Su Yaoyao took out a mask from her bag and quickly put it on her face.

She knew about the medicine hidden in this aromatherapy in her previous life, and its power should not be underestimated.

She had almost suffered a loss because of it, so she naturally had to be extra careful now.

Just then, there was a soft knock on the door, breaking the silence in the room.

Su Yaoyao adjusted her mask and made sure everything was OK before slowly opening the door.

Standing outside the door was Su Juanjuan. Today, they were dressed exactly the same. Su Yaoyao sneered in her heart, "Su Juanjuan really put a lot of effort into this today."

He remained expressionless and let the person into the room.

"Why is it so slow?" Su Yaoyao asked with a hint of dissatisfaction in her tone.

Su Juanjuan glanced at her and replied calmly: "I have to dress up well to make sure everything goes well."

After saying this, he shrugged innocently, as if he didn't care at all.

"Once the lights are off, you can't see who is who, so why bother?"

Su Yaoyao muttered softly, her voice echoing in the dim room with a hint of ridicule.

Su Juanjuan heard this, a trace of disdain flashed across her face, and she curled her lips and said, "Tsk, country bumpkin, what do you know?"

Her face was full of disgust, as if saying one more word to Su Yaoyao was a torture.

Su Juanjuan walked into the house. As soon as she entered the house, she frowned slightly, pinched her nose with her hand, and asked in confusion: "What... is this smell?"

There was a faint fragrance in the air, which made people feel a little uncomfortable.

Su Yaoyao chuckled and explained, "I'm here to adjust the atmosphere for you. You should understand, right? Fu Yanchuan won't be able to control himself by then. You should seize the opportunity. I'm leaving now."

There was a hint of calculation in her words, as if everything was under her control.

After saying that, she turned and left without stopping.

The room fell silent again, leaving only Su Juanjuan.

At this time, Fu Yanchuan was taking a shower and had no idea what was happening in the house.

The sound of water in the bathroom finally stopped, and Fu Yanchuan walked out wrapped in a bathrobe.

His eyes were full of anticipation and tenderness, as if he was waiting for an important moment.

Su Juanjuan took a deep breath, tried to calm herself down, and prepared to welcome this night that belonged to them.

Tomorrow she will be Mrs. Fu.

When Fu Yanchuan came out of the bathroom, he found the room was pitch black, with a faint fragrance still lingering in the air.

He thought to himself that this girl was shy and even lit incense on purpose.

It seems that Su Yaoyao has really thought it through and wants to live a peaceful and stable life with him.

Thinking of this, a warm feeling surged in his heart.

Fu Yanchuan stretched out his hands and reached forward cautiously, trying to find the edge of the bed.

Finally, his fingertips touched the soft mattress. He breathed a sigh of relief and slowly sat down on the edge of the bed.

Then he stretched out his legs and slowly lay down.

The moment he lay on the bed, Fu Yanchuan felt an inexplicable sense of security, but deep in his heart his longing for Su Yaoyao became stronger and stronger.

He whispered softly, "Yaoyao..." as if this name could bring him a little comfort.

Suddenly, a warm hand reached out and tightly embraced Fu Yanchuan's waist.

Fu Yanchuan's body stiffened, and then he realized that the owner of this hand was Su Yaoyao.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Yaoyao..." Fu Yanchuan called again in a low voice, with a hint of trembling in his voice.

At this time, Su Yaoyao did not say anything, but responded to him with actions.

She hugged Fu Yanchuan tighter, pressing their bodies close together.

Fu Yanchuan's heartbeat involuntarily quickened and his breathing became rapid.

He felt the warmth and breath of Su Yaoyao's body, and the familiar feeling made him intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.

Gradually, their lips moved closer to each other, interweaving soft and passionate kisses.

This kiss was like a storm, sweeping through each other's hearts and immersing them in endless love.

"..."

At the same time, Su Yaoyao had already left the hotel.

She walked out of the hotel door, took a deep breath of fresh air, and hurriedly threw a pill into her mouth. She just sniffed it casually and could no longer control herself.

The two of them...hehe, Su Yaoyao's smile was particularly evil.

She took out her cell phone, glanced at the message on the screen, and then threw it into the trash can without hesitation. This phone was no longer usable.

Then she took out another mobile phone from her pocket, turned it on, and the light on the screen reflected her determined eyes.

She knew that she had more important things to do, and all this had just begun.

"Where do I get the stuff?"