President, don't be arrogant!

Shi Jiamu listened to the blue veins on his forehead looming, "Why are you so overbearing and unreasonable!"

Nangong Yu pinched her pink cheeks and said: "Women are not reasonable, why should I be reasonable?"

Shi Jiamu: "..."

She was speechless to refute.

"Be my Mrs. Nangong obediently, huh?" He asked again in a low voice full of temptation.

It was as if she would not give up until she heard what she wanted to hear.

Shi Jiamu blinked his eyes, the blue waves were rippling, his emotions were flowing, his small hands grabbed his clothes, and he asked uncertainly: "Nangong Yu, do you really like me? We... will always be together?"

She doesn't hate Nangong Yu, especially when she sees him condescendingly helping her father wash his face. Don't look at this trivial matter, he can hire a servant to be a nurse, but he doesn't have any, but does it with his own hands. Walk.

He is Nangong Yu, the proud son of the sky, who stretches out his hands to eat and opens his mouth from his small clothes, when will he take care of others.

She has seen and remembered his kindness and patience to her these days, but...

The difference in their identities was too great, she was very afraid...fearing that once she indulged and sank, she would be lost in the future.

Nangong Yu lowered his eyes to ponder for a moment, then said in a serious tone, "I can't give you a lifetime promise. After all, things are impermanent. I can't guarantee how long I can live. Whether I'm walking behind you, I can only tell you that as long as you live, I am alive, and you are the Mrs. Nangong I believe, my wife for life."

He was sure no one else could put himself at ease like she did, feeling that every breath he took was clean.

You are Mrs. Nangong whom I believe!

wife for life!

These two words hit her heart hard and stirred up waves.

This man is really not very good at talking about love, but every word hits her heart directly.

She is a doctor who understands natural disasters and man-made disasters very well, fate is impermanent, and no one knows which will come first, tomorrow or the accident. He did not promise her a lifetime, but gave her his life.

"Nangong Yu, from now on... don't bully me!"

Nangong Yu's black eyes staring at her suddenly lit up, and a deep smile spread on her lips, she agreed!

"Okay!" He would not bully his wife.

"I know that you have a lot of entertainment and many women flirt with you on weekdays. You are not allowed to talk to them. If you talk to them, I will..." Shi Jiamu raised his head and vowed, hesitant to speak.

"What are you talking about?" he asked curiously.

There was a hint of cunning in Xing's eyes, and he said with a smile: "I'll make you green into Hu, Lun, Bei, Er, the prairie!"

Nangong Yu frowned, his face suddenly darkened, "How dare you!"

She raised her jaw fearlessly, and said arrogantly: "If you dare to talk to them, I will make you green from head to toe, not a single hair will be spared!"

Even if there is a disparity in status, she wants to be fair emotionally. If he dares to do her wrong, she promises to pay back twice as much!

Nangong Yu's eyes fainted with layers of smiles, and he stroked her long hair with his fingers, and the black hair wrapped around his fingertips seemed to be entwined into his heart, "Little butterfly..."

The voice was deep and soft, like thick insoluble honey, so sweet that her heart felt numb.

"You are not the only one who can crash into my arms!"

Bumping into his arms again and again, drilling into his heart.

Once was an accident, twice was a coincidence, and the third time was fate, how could he remain indifferent.

Thinking of their encounter, Shi Jiamu couldn't help but smile, a little embarrassed: "I really didn't mean it, it was all an accident..."

"That was also a beautiful accident!" God knows how happy he is with such an accident!

Shi Jiamu thinks back now that everything is like a dream, worse than TV dramas, almost catching up with those fictions made up on the Internet, but this is her real life!

"Mrs. Nangong, now I can exercise my husband's rights!" The deep voice seemed to be asking for her opinion, but without giving her a chance to speak, she lowered her head and kissed her moist and full red lips, and at the same time kissed her slender lips. His legs were wrapped around his waist.

While kissing, he walked to the bed.

This was the first time that Shi Jiamu responded to his kiss without any resistance, kissing his lips shyly and boldly.

Thin, soft, sweet like the cotton candy I ate when I was young.

Her response made the blood in Nangong Yu's body start to boil, the excitement was unprecedented, the feeling came too fast, surging!

Feeling his reaction, Shi Jiamu's cheeks were burning hot, and he said in a vague voice, "Tired...I didn't sleep all the way!"

The soft tone was somewhat charming, and there was a little bit of grievance, which made Nangong Yu's heart soft and overflowing, feeling reluctant and reconciled.

"Then what should I do with it?" He has become like this, so you just have the heart to let him hold it back?

Shi Jiamu put his arms around his neck, raised his head and smacked his cheek, "You can choose to take a cold shower or use your right hand!"

He raised his sword eyebrows, "I have a wife, why should I choose a cold shower and a right hand? I can choose my wife's five-fingered girl."

"NO..." Before Shi Jiamu's words fell, he had already brought her to lie on the big bed.

The hot big palm firmly held her soft and boneless little hand and untied his belt, and his lips kept moving on her cheek, and when he kissed her ear, he said in a hoarse voice: "If you don't want to be a widow in the future, hurry up!" Move it, don't suffocate it..."

Shi Jiamu: "..."

This...smelly shameless man.

Shame's cheeks were flushed, tender and charming.

In the end, I didn't take a shower when I was tired, and just closed my eyes and went to sleep.

At the moment when he lost consciousness, Shi Jiamu suddenly wondered if he really answered that sentence: men are not bad, women are not loving.

Nangong Yuming is obviously bad, so bad that he has reached his grandma's house, but he feels that he has a little bit of goodness, and he can't help being moved, and sinks.

Forget it, don't care, they are married anyway, she wants to try with him, in case they really grow old together.

Shi Jiamu was sleeping soundly in his arms, his hot nose was sweating, and his little hands were still tightly wrapped around his neck, refusing to let go.

Nangong Yuqing couldn't help but bowed her head and kissed the tip of her little nose, her eyebrows were gentle and full of affection.

"If you say that from the first time you bumped into my arms, I want to spend the rest of my life with you, you won't believe it!"

Not to mention that she didn't believe it, even he himself didn't believe it. One day, he would fall in love with a little butterfly that accidentally bumped into his bosom. It was love at first sight, love at second sight, and at the third sight, he was determined for life.

Qi Lei!

Nangong Yu chewed on these two words, Shi Jiamu still couldn't let Qi Lei go, probably because she and Qi Lei were in a relationship but had a relationship with her at that time, she felt sorry for Qi Lei and hurt Qi Lei.

Perhaps, he shouldn't protect her all the time, and let her see some truth clearly.