Song Yuyan was panicked. She didn’t know how to calm down Nan Zeyu. Nan Zeyu kissed and kissed, feeling that Song Yuyan had no strength to resist him. In an instant, the kiss turned from violent to violent. It was a shallow kiss, and once Nan Zeyu kissed her, he felt like he couldn't stop.
Until Song Yuyan made a slurping sound from her mouth, Nan Zeyu let go of Song Yuyan, and he gently pulled her up from the sofa. Song Yuyan looked at the man with indifferent eyebrows in front of her in confusion. , his face seemed to be less angry, and his eyes were no longer red.
Nan Zeyu sat up and approached Song Yuyan, looked at the confused Song Yuyan and said softly: Now you know, and how did he know your mobile phone number, Xiaoyan. As soon as Song Yuyan sat up straight, she saw the man's expression darken again.
She really wanted to escape from the room. He was so scary now that she couldn't stay in this room for a second. Song Yuyan looked at the bookshelf next to the sofa, her eyes filled with fear. Dare to look at where he was sitting, Nan Zeyu felt that Song Yuyan was avoiding him. He held her arm hard and forced Song Yuyan to look at him.
Song Yuyan frowned and glanced at Nan Zeyu with a pair of watery eyes. His brows were tightly knitted on his face, and his pupils were so deep that he wanted to suck her into the whirlpool in his eyes. His eyes were cold. The cold light, the straight lines of his lips were like a straight line, and his eyebrows when he was angry made her afraid.
Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu with blank eyes and said softly: "I, Ayu, I actually forgot at that time, but I really didn't mean to give him my mobile phone number." ,real. The girl's sweet and light voice surrounded his ears, and the anger that was about to burst out of him was instantly calmed down by the eager explanation of the voice.
Nan Zeyu frowned, looked at Song Yuyan’s watery eyes and said: Okay, I believe you, did I hurt you just now? Song Yuyan saw that Nan Zeyu was no longer so cold-faced. She sat next to him and looked at his handsome face with watery eyes. She patted his back with her jade arm and said: You must believe me, I say Really, Ayu.
This sound of Ayu’s cry made his heart melt. He couldn’t bear to be angry with her. Nan Zeyu’s mouth curled up slightly, and he looked at Song Yuyan with a soft expression and said: Well , I said I believe you, I believe you, Xiaoyan, let me see your lips.
The next second, the man raised Song Yuyan’s chin, and touched Song Yuyan’s snow-white cheek with his warm palm. He gently touched the spot where he had kissed her with his fingers. Only her Her lips were swollen with traces of blood, and his heart suddenly tightened. Damn it, he had just absorbed the sweetness in her mouth, but he didn't expect that her lips would ooze blood.
Nan Zeyu's fingers gently massaged Song Yuyan's lips, very gently, as if she was a fragile doll now, for fear that if he was too strong, she would be It's about to break. Song Yuyan raised her eyes to look at the top of his hair. His hair was smooth and supple. The color of the top of his hair was a little brown.The fragrance on it is very light, and his hairline has grown very well, as if there is no trace of hair loss.
She is so envious of this CEO. He is so handsome that I don’t know how to describe it to her. He is also extremely rich, a billionaire from Ancheng City, and his villa is so big... Moreover, his hair is actually all... There was no hair loss. Song Yuyan couldn't control herself with her hands. She raised her hand to touch the top of Nan Zeyu's hair and said softly: Your hairline is so beautiful, Ayu.
Nan Zeyu, who was massaging Song Yuyan’s lips, rubbed his lips with his fingers, and said with his thin lips: If you like it, I’ll let you touch it alone. What do you think? Xiaoyan and Song Yuyan were stunned for a moment, placing her palms on the seam of his hair and tossing it back and forth, up and down like a slide.
She got a lot of privileges from Nan Zeyu, and she didn’t know why as long as he said something, she couldn’t resist, and she didn’t know how to respond. Song Yuyan knew that she stayed in his villa because of Her mother, her mother's hospitalization expenses and other expenses were all borne by him!
Nan Zeyu really likes Song Yuyan's lips. They are so delicate and pink, and her lower lip is slightly pursed. The lines on her breasts were full and attractive even though there was a trace of blood. Nan Zeyu's throat tightened. He raised her chin higher, closed his handsome black eyes, and licked her lower lip with his tongue.
Song Yuyan's face suddenly blushed with embarrassment. Her lower lip was being licked back and forth by a sexy tongue, as if her lips were delicious ice cream and he was tasting it. The more Zeyu licked, the more she felt it was not enough, so he put his big palm on her back and rubbed it.
Song Yuyan shouted in shock: Nan Zeyu, restrain yourself, or I will fully develop the seams on the top of your hair. Nan Zeyu frowned, stopped, and let go of Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan didn't know that Nan Zeyu would suddenly stop. At this time, her two palms were boldly touching his chest muscles, and the touch...
Song Yuyan looked down, her face turned red. Unfortunately, her palms rubbed his chest muscles. Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan with fiery eyes and said: Do you want me to commit a crime? Xiaoyan. The man's face was filled with invisible amusement, and his eyes were filled with cruelty.
Song Yuyan quickly stood up from the sofa, turned around and ran back to the room. Nan Zeyu curled his lips. One day, Xiao Nizi would be willing to surrender to him. He stood up from the sofa. , walked quickly to the door of her room, Song Yuyan sat on the bed with her back to him, Nan Zeyu looked at the figure sitting on the bed and said: What I said just now was a joke, don't take it seriously, I'm leaving, Xiaoyan.
Song Yuyan heard Nan Zeyu's cold and indifferent bass, and her heart suddenly became nervous. When Nan Zeyu saw that Song Yuyan did not respond to him, he turned and walked out of the room. Then, Song Yuyan heard a gentle voice at the door of the room. With the sound of closing the door softly, she stood up from the bed and walked out of the room quickly. His figure was no longer sitting next to the sofa. Was he really walking fast?
It was Friday time again. After class, Song Yuyan packed up her textbooks, put them in her schoolbag, and walked out of the classroom door quickly.When did she start talking, she expected Nan Zeyu to drive up at the school gate on time and wait for her to finish class every day. He didn't get out of the car, but just drove the car next to her, and then rolled down the window. She turned around and saw His cold, handsome and evil black eyes.
Song Yuyan was walking on the campus road with a blushing face. She lowered her head and carried a schoolbag on her shoulders. Her eyelashes were trembling slightly, and her little face was stained with a look that she couldn't even describe. With rosy cheeks, she walked out of the school gate and walked to the right. After taking a few steps, she heard the sound of the car window.
She turned around and saw that Nan Zeyu was driving behind her. Her eyes curved sweetly, and the corners of her lips displayed a sweet smile that was 100% lethal, and she shouted to him. :Ayu! Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan’s side face while driving the car. Her sweet appearance today made him very unhappy. He looked at Song Yuyan with a cold face and said: Didn’t I ask Assistant Bai to find a new skirt for you? ? Why don't you wear it...
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Song Yuyan stopped and looked at the cold man in the car. She looked at her skirt. It was milk-colored, tight-fitting, and the upper and lower skirts were designed with transparent tulle. , only the top of the skirt is made of fluffy white wool. This skirt was brought from her home. Why can’t it work?
Nan Zeyu frowned and drove the car so far away. Song Yuyan was chasing after him. Damn it, what the hell was this person doing? He drove the car so far away and her skirt was so short. What if everything goes away? Through the rearview mirror in the car, Nan Zeyu saw Song Yuyan's furious expression chasing his Ferrari. He smiled evilly, "Who told you to wear such a short skirt and disobey me?"
If I had known that I was in her room yesterday, I should have gone to the closet to open it and check it carefully to see how many dresses like this she had and throw them away. Nan Zeze still felt sorry for Song Yuyan, so, He slowed down the car and slowly backed up. Song Yuyan felt like she was out of breath and her knees were still exerting force. At this time, the gray-black Ferrari backed up.
The car stopped next to her. Song Yuyan's face turned pale. She gasped and looked at the cold-faced man in the car. His profile was so sharp that Nan Zeyu suddenly turned his eyes and looked at her. Song Yuyan, who was pale and panting, said: These skirts are no longer allowed to be worn. From tomorrow on, you can wear a brand new skirt suit that I asked Assistant Bai to give you. Do you understand, Xiaoyan?
Song Yuyan’s face turned red and white. Why did the CEO still care about what dress she wore? However, people have to bow their heads under the eaves. Song Yuyan quickly walked to the car window, looked at Nan Zeyu's cold eyes and timidly said: I understand, I dare not not listen to Mr. Nan's words, and my mother's life and death are still in your hands. Where is it?
Nan Zeyu’s eyes widened instantly, what the hell? What does it mean that her mother's life and death are in my hands? Why did he sound like she was selling it to his family? Nan Zeyu's eyes instantly darkened. He looked at Song Yuyan's face as white as paper and said: Can you speak? It's like you sold my villa, Song YuYan.
The man's harsh words shook Song Yuyan's cochlea. The sound was not loud, but the decibels were extremely high. Fortunately, there were very few students passing by on this road. If they heard it, it would be okay. They would be everywhere. There is a scandal surrounding a female college student in Anseong who relied on a wealthy CEO. How can she continue her studies in her senior year?
After Song Yuyan got into the car, Nan Zeyu was about to drive away from Anseong University when his cell phone rang. He looked at the cell phone holder in the car and opened it with his fingers. The call screen on his mobile phone showed the call from "Shen Jiayi". He quickly connected the Bluetooth headset in the car and put it into his left ear.
The sound of Shen Jiayi's high heels could be heard from over there. Nanze frowned and looked at Song Yuyan in the back seat of the car. Xiao Nizi was sleeping on the car seat with her schoolbag in her arms. How could Xiao Nizi sleep? Was his car just for her to sleep?
Shen Jiayi’s female voice came from the earphones: Mr. Nan, I don’t have time tonight, and you don’t have to come to Ancheng Hospital. I’ll keep the story short and there’s no need to make an appointment. Are you listening? ? Nan Zeyu turned his head back to the front, pushed the earphones with his big palm and said in a deep voice: I am listening, Miss Shen, please tell me, I understand.
Shen Jiayi walked to the elevator and pressed the elevator button. She had just finished a major operation, her butt was still hot from sitting, and she had to go upstairs to pay to see the condition of Song Yuyan's mother. Shen Jiayi faced Nanze Yu said in a deep voice: "Her mother vomited several times this morning and gave her a sedative. We really can't delay the time. The surgery will be done by the middle of this month at the latest. Mr. Nan, do you understand?"
Nan Zeyu frowned, her mother vomited again, Dai Lisi is in the United States now, and is trying to find a way to invite the American doctor to Ancheng. Today is the first day... Nan Ze Yu pondered for a while, his dark eyes were frighteningly dark, and he said coldly to Shen Jiayi in the earphone: Got it, I asked the special nurse who took care of my mother to send her back to the United States and ask a doctor from the United States to come to Ancheng. My mother had brain surgery.
Shen Jiayi entered the elevator and pressed the elevator button on the luxury exclusive ward floor with her finger. She rubbed her temples, leaned against the elevator wall and said: I don’t care what method your mother uses for special care. Anyway, Xiaoyan’s mother I really need to have surgery as soon as possible, otherwise it will become worse. Intermediate-grade cancer, intermediate-grade cancer will soon...
Shen Jiayi was about to continue talking, but Nan Zeyu interrupted her and said coldly: No. , Miss Shen, no, I will do it as soon as possible. Song Yuyan frowned and felt something talking next to her. She opened her watery eyes and looked forward. She heard Nan Zeyu's voice on the phone. She turned over and looked at Nan Zeyu.
He touched the Bluetooth headset at his left ear with his big palm. From this angle, she could only see his chin, his frowning eyebrows and his cold profile. Her ears were wide open to listen. When Nan Zeyu's cold voice said in the earphone: Please believe me, I will definitely let Delis bring the American doctor to Ancheng. Song Yuyan's eyes were stunned. Is this a call from Jiayi?
Then, Song Yuyan heard NanZe Yuzheng said worriedly in the earphone: Her mother is vomiting non-stop. Don't give her sedatives all the time. See if your hospital has other anti-vomiting medicines for her to take to give her mother temporary relief. Miss Shen, there is too much vomiting. It is very harmful to the patient's gastrointestinal tract. As a doctor, you should know this.
Song Yuyan's eyes instantly heated up, and she covered her mouth. Her pupils were so shocked that tears were blinking in her eyes. Mom, she couldn't stop vomiting? She didn't know when her mother got serious or why, and Jiayi didn't call her to tell her. The tears in her eyes just fell silently from the corners of her eyes, blurring her eyes.
Nan Zeyu didn’t know that Song Yuyan had listened to the whole conversation between himself and Shen Jiayi. Nan Zeyu said to Shen Jiayi on the phone: If her mother doesn’t stop vomiting, she should stop the vomiting. Instead of making her serious, you know what I mean? Miss Shen.
Shen Jiayi closed her eyes and opened them suddenly. At this moment, the elevator door opened. She walked out of the elevator quickly and said to Nan Zeyu on the other end of the phone: I know what you mean, Nan. Sir, thank you for reminding me. I will think of a way tonight. I'll hang up first and go check on her mother's condition.
Nan Zeyu hummed on the phone, then hung up the phone. He took off the Bluetooth headset and put it on the phone holder. Song Yuyan quickly closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep. Her eyes looked at Nan Zeyu. He did not turn to look at him. Instead, he started the Ferrari and the car drove slowly. Tears in her eyes flowed out of the corners of her eyes and slid to her chin when she heard the conversation between the two on the phone. , what should her mother do? It can't get worse, please Delise, please invite the American doctor to Ancheng! She opened her eyes in pain, and the tears from the corners of her eyes fell on the car seat and melted.