She wasn’t Su Xue! Her pale fingers dug into his broad shoulders as she leaned in and bit him, hard—a sharp, resentful sting. Fu Nancheng winced. She’d left a delicate set of teeth marks on his shoulder that other night, and now she’d done it again. It stung. But she had ruined the mood, so he’d called her Su Xue on purpose. Just then, Su Ci stirred. "Did you… get anything? I don't want to take th