It was extremely cold in Ancheng after it snowed. When I got up early, my feet had not even touched the ground, and the temperature in the room was already so cold that it felt like ice. Song Yuyan lay on the bed like a kitten. She was unwilling to get up. It was so cold that her watery eyes were tightly closed, and her two snow-white legs were placed on the quilt, shaking slightly, with only a little bit of her little head exposed, and she was looking at the room with blinking eyes.
Suddenly, the door to the room was opened. She raised her eyes and saw a cold and charming man in black and white cashmere and thick fur, leaning against the door of the room. Song Yuyan opened the quilt and quickly walked out of bed. She had a look on her face. Nai walked forward with a huff and spread her arms. Nan Zeyu saw her running towards him, spread his arms, and then gently picked her up and hung her legs on his waist.
While looking at her with his deep eyes, he kissed her red lips again when she wasn't paying attention. Every kiss he gave made Song Yuyan's every sense to be excited, and she also Not to be outdone, Zhijie naturally held his neck tightly and kissed him passionately.
The temperature in the room suddenly became hot. He carried her to the bed. He knelt side by side with her on the bed. Song Yuyan didn't care about the messy appearance of her hair after getting up, and directly pulled her around his neck. Then, the watery eyes stared lovingly into his deep black eyes.
Then, she kissed his thin lips passionately. Nan Zeyu was stunned. Xiao Nizi’s kissing skills were getting better and better. He held her slender waist with his big hands. Song Yuyan followed suit. He taught her how to kiss, with sexy nibbling on one side, delicate soft kisses on one side, and entanglement between lips and teeth on the other. She learned them all very well.
After a while, Nan Zeyu felt the heat in his body burning up again. He suddenly approached her hot earlobe and whispered softly: You little goblin, stop quickly, I want me If you want me to want it, if you don't stop, you will be responsible for the consequences!
The man's hoarse voice made Song Yuyan, who was so drunken in the kiss, stop quickly. Her face turned red and her eyes were blank. She looked into his dark eyes, and then looked down. She was so frightened that she pushed him to sit on the bed. With a red face, she ran out of bed and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.
Song Yuyan's heart was beating hard. What had she just seen? His..., her little face became hot again. She hurriedly opened the door of the floor-to-ceiling window and ran there. Breathing heavily, her eyes widened and flickered, she saw him... Song Yuyan's ears were burning to the point of burning.
Nan Zeyu's ears also turned red. He lowered his head and looked at his body. She must have been frightened, so she ran away. If you want to blame it, it's because that little girl is so good at seducing. He didn't know why he felt it. He hurriedly got out of bed and walked quickly to the bathroom.
In the bathtub, the man’s sexy body fit in the bathtub. His strong chest muscles, sexy mermaid lines and abdominal muscles were all in perfect place. There was no dense hair on his thighs at all. He At this moment, Nan Zeyu was venting his forbearance in the bathtub. Nan Zeyu's long, thick black eyelashes trembled slightly, and he raised his head.
When Song Yuyan returned to the room, she saw that he was no longer in the room. She quickly walked out of the room with a puzzled look on her face and looked towards the bathroom. The door there was not closed yet, but she touched it lightly and walked over.
She stood outside the bathroom with a blushing face. When she heard a man's muffled voice coming from the bathroom, her face turned even redder. She was a bitch, so embarrassed. Really, why was he doing this to her? The one in the room and bathroom? She stepped forward, closed the door gently, and put her ear against the bathroom door, listening to the man's breathing inside.
Nan Zeyu didn’t know what was wrong with him now. He felt particularly energetic and became more and more powerful. Song Yuyan just listened quietly. After more than half an hour, she heard another voice in the bathroom. There was the sound of water flowing, and she was stunned. She looked towards the bathroom with her eyes startled, huh? He's done with that...
She heard the sound of the water stopping, felt me, raised her feet, and ran Going to the room, Song Yuyan ran to the bed and sat cross-legged on the bed with a panic look on her face. She looked at the door of the room. When she heard the sound of the bathroom door opening, she quickly lowered her head and pretended to meditate.
When Nan Zeyu walked to the room, he saw her sitting on the bed, sitting cross-legged and meditating. He couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. He walked over coldly and sat on her Next to her, she looked at her coldly and said: It's broad daylight, baby, why are you meditating?
Song Yuyan heard his voice, her heart tightened, her red lips opened slightly, and her face He said confusedly: Ah, I am cultivating myself? I've been going to bed so late lately, and I feel a bit tired. I heard that this can help me wash up, so I'll give it a try?
After saying that, she laughed dryly, and Nan Zeyu was even more stunned. Song Yuyan was so nervous. Could it be that she was going to tell him that he just vented his anger in the bathroom? Did you hear that? No, no, no, then he would think that her thoughts are no longer pure?
She quietly opened her eyes and glanced at Nan Zeyu next to her. His sharp mandible, straight bridge of nose, beautiful eyelashes, sexy cold red and white thin lips, his side profile Why is his face so good-looking? No, he is handsome. This man is damn handsome. He is so handsome that she feels ashamed...
When she saw the man turning her head, she hurriedly closed her eyes again. Then, the red lips were still breathing out slightly. Nan Zeyu's dark eyes were looking closely at Song Yuyan's face. Her snow-white skin was pink, her red lips were as moist and translucent as jelly, and her lips were small, exquisite and delicate. .
The eyelashes covered the underside of her eyelids, and they were clearly defined. He suddenly couldn't help it anymore, put his big hands on her small face, pressed his thin lips against her red lips, and kissed her softly, Trace the shape of her lips little by little, and kiss her lightly and slowly.
Song Yuyan felt her lips tighten. She broke the skill, and was pressed on the bed by him again. After kissing for an hour, he let go of her, looked at her coldly with black eyes and said softly: I I just want to kiss you all the time. Okay, go and wash up. I'll find a dress for you to wear to school today.
Song Yuyan blushed, sat up from the bed, quickly got out of bed, put on slippers, and ran out of the room. The man walked to the closet with a cold face. He opened the closet door with his big hand and looked into the closet with his dark eyes. He frowned and then began to rummage carefully.
After Song Yuyan finished washing, he had already put together a skirt suit for him to wear to school today. She walked into the room, Nan Zeyu stepped forward, took her little hand and walked to the bed. Song Yuyan looked at the neatly arranged skirt suits in front of her with watery eyes.
She opened it with her little hands, revealing a thick milky white sweater. The material of the sweater was very soft, and then a long light gray rabbit fur coat. The shape stretched the waistline, and then it was long to the waist. Lemon-colored plush waist-cinching skirt at the ankle.
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Song Yuyan picked it up with a look of disbelief. After she put on all the clothes, she opened the door. Nan Zeyu's black eyes lit up. She was really sweet and lovely in everything. She wore a thick milky white sweater. , very tight, showing off her curvy figure to the fullest. Her upper body is plump and round without being too abrupt.
The curve of her waist is very slender, and her slender waist can be grasped. Her snow-white legs are slender, straight and perfect. The lemon-colored plush waist-cinching skirt lengthened her legs by several ratios, making the skin on her legs even more white and transparent.
Nan Zeyu looked up. He frowned, stepped forward, pulled her in his arms, and buttoned a few buttons for her. Song Yuyan looked down, her watery eyes looking towards Nan Zeyu said blankly: How do you fasten the button? It's so tight, Ayu.
Nan Zeyu pursed his thin lips, frowned, and said in a cold voice: "You exposed a little too much. It's too cold outside. You need to keep warm in the snow. Listen to me, baby." An irresistible voice came out of his mouth, and Song Yuyan had no choice but to obey.
When they arrived at school, Nan Zeyu gently pushed her awake. She opened her watery eyes and glanced at Nan Zeyu. She sat up and fell into his arms in a daze. Zeyu held her in his arms, put her head on his shoulders, patted her back gently with his big hands and said softly: OK, OK, then sleep a little longer, baby, my husband is here, go to sleep. !
Her watery eyes closed again, and the man patted her back gently with his big hands like he was coaxing a baby. Outside the car window, many classmates who had rushed to school were watching. Looking at Nan Zeyu's expensive Ferrari sports car.
Among them, a female classmate with a ponytail wanted to step forward and touch the body of the Ferrari. Another female classmate with long hair reaching her waist pulled her arm and looked nervously. He looked at her and said, "Don't. What if you touch this Ferrari and accidentally break it?" Can you afford to lose money?
The female classmate with the ponytail turned around and looked at the female classmate with waist-length hair and said with a confused look: Isn’t it enough just to touch her? Will it wear out if you touch it? Is your theory really true... The female classmate with long hair reaching her waist walked up to the ponytailed girl and looked at her indifferently.Said: Let’s just take a look. I know you want to touch it, but the Ferrari is really too expensive, so I’d better not give it up. But which classmate’s parent’s car does this Ferrari belong to? Is this Ferrari worth tens of millions?
The female classmate with the ponytail looked at the female classmate with waist-length hair in disbelief and said in a stunned voice: How many tens of millions? No way, Jiaojiao, it’s impossible. The female classmate named Jiao Jiao took the arm of the ponytailed classmate, leaned close and whispered in her ear.
Her ponytailed mouth opened like an egg, and she glanced at Jiao Jiao, who had a calm expression on her face. Jiao Jiao looked at the Ferrari body, and her eyes glanced left and right, back and forth. , and then spit out a figure that shocked everyone: This Ferrari is worth more than 70 million!
There were many disbelieving screams from the crowd, but Jiaojiao was not surprised at all. , her uncle specializes in expensive maintenance of famous cars. She has seen many Ferraris, Porsches, BMWs, Maybachs, and Bugattis, so naturally she is not surprised.
In the car, Nan Zeyu patted her back tirelessly. Suddenly her cell phone rang. He frowned, lowered his head, took the schoolbag on her car seat, unzipped it, and took it. She took out her phone and looked at the screen with dark eyes.
His brows suddenly furrowed, and the screen of his mobile phone showed a call from "Wen Zichen". What did he want to do with this kid? Last time at his villa, he was very angry. If it hadn't been for that day If he was here, he wouldn't have a cold war with Xiaoyan, and he still had the nerve to call?
He glanced at the little head on his shoulder, gently took her away, and then asked him to sit down on the seat. He took the Bluetooth headset in the car and connected it to Song Yuyan's mobile phone. With a cold face, he pressed the Bluetooth headset jack and said coldly: Is something wrong? Wen Zichen, you better be fine.
On the phone, Wen Zichen's gentle smile suddenly fell, and he frowned slightly. Why was it Nan Zeyu who answered the phone? Where was Song Yuyan? Nan Zeyu emphasized his tone and said coldly. :Is something wrong? Come on, I made it very clear last time, Mr. Wen.
Wen Zichen suddenly fell silent. His fingers that were holding the phone tightly trembled. Ever since he returned home from his villa, he had been trying to call Song Yuyan, but he couldn't find it. It happened to be that the company was not so busy today, so I called Song Yuyan. Unexpectedly, he answered the call.
Nan Zeyu's anger suddenly reached the top of his head. His dark eyes looked at Song Yuyan. She was sleeping peacefully. His brows were furrowed and his thin lips pursed tightly, and he looked at Wen Zichen on the other side of the phone. He said angrily: Damn it, is it okay? I'll hang up if it's okay. You'd better make less calls. I can only answer my girlfriend's cell phone. Do you understand?
Wen Zichen was stunned. His eyes suddenly dilated, he stood up in shock, and said tremblingly from his mouth: What, you are Song Yuyan's boyfriend, are you kidding? Yuyan said you guys Just friends? Mr. Nan, stop joking.
Nanze YuzhengZhang's face turned gloomy, and he smiled coldly and said: I'm not kidding, she and I are already together, Song Yuyan is my girlfriend, and I'm warning you, don't let me receive this call a second time, otherwise I will warn you to harass her, Mr. Wen, you should understand what I say!
Nan Zeyu’s words both inside and outside emphasize that Song Yuyan is his Nan Zeyu’s girlfriend, and he will definitely No strange men were allowed to call her. Wen Zichen was stunned. Song Yuyan and Nan Zeyu were together...
His gentle eyes sank, and he looked at the phone. Nan Zeyu on the side said gently: Oh, really? But I won't do what you want, Mr. Nan. After saying that, he quickly hung up the phone, and Nan Zeyu was even more furious. Damn it, Wen Zichen, his black eyes were red and his fist bones were clenched.
Song Yuyan's eyes trembled. She opened her watery eyes and glanced at Nan Zeyu, who was angry and angry, and she said blankly: What's wrong? Ayu, what are you angry about? I fell asleep again...
When Nan Zeyu heard her voice, his black eyes turned to look at Song Yuyan who was confused, and he said coldly :It's okay, baby, it's a matter within the company. He hid this matter from Song Yuyan again, and there was a strong anger in his eyes. When Song Yuyan saw him like this, she was frightened again. Could it be that he was angry because I fell asleep?