Addicted to sticking to her, the crazy CEO asks for a kiss every day

"You look a lot like her... No, you are her!" Fu Nanchen gently stroked the small mole at the corner of her eye.

After saying that, he kissed her lips again the next second, as if to fill the emptiness that had been there for a long time.

After hearing this, Jian Xiaoan felt a brief sense of emptiness inside, but soon calmed down.

She was very much like her. It turned out that the man in front of her treated her as someone else and she was just a substitute.

It's better this way, so that when I leave I won't be in too deep.

She could just take advantage of his deep affection for that woman, spend the next six months safely, and then leave.

She has more important things to do and a freer life to live.

Jian Xiaoan was thinking about something and the kiss was not sincere. She could only open her eyes and endure his kiss, but her body did not enjoy it as much as it did yesterday.

Fu Nanchen looked up and saw Jian Xiaoan's expression. He seemed to be able to quickly grasp what she was thinking and whispered, "Don't think about leaving me again."

Is he the worm in her stomach? Can this be seen?

Unfortunately, Jian Xiaoan was ready to leave him.

"Tomorrow is New Year's Day. I will take you home." Fu Nanchen said, holding her face.

"Ah? Going back to which home? To see your parents?" Jian Xiaoan was puzzled. She was just acting and didn't take it seriously.

Do I have to meet my parents? How can I meet my parents when I have only known them for two or three days?

"...I don't have a mother..." After he said that, he hugged Jian Xiaoan even tighter, burying his cheek deeply in Jian Xiaoan's warm neck.

"...She died when I was seven."

Fu Nanchen spoke slowly and calmly, as if he was telling someone else's story.

At this moment, the man was no longer as indifferent as before. He held her quietly like a child.

buzzing.

The sound of Jian Xiaoan's cell phone vibrating came from the bedside table.

She turned over and took the phone, and it turned out to be her college best friend Mo Baiyun.

"Ancestor, where are you? There is an English class in the morning, and Mr. Beizhe was looking for you just now."

A girl's shrill voice came from the other end of the phone.

Jian Xiaoan said hurriedly: "Baiyun, I, I overslept last night because of overtime work, I will go right away."

After that, she hung up the phone, "Fu Nanchen, I have to go to class."

She said as she struggled out of his arms.

As soon as she went out, he pulled her back and kissed her on the lips again without saying anything.

"I have to go to school... um...school..."

Damn man, damn broken bed.

Fu Nanchen kissed her lips and neck for a long time before letting her go, leaving his unique kiss marks.

After she finished packing, Fu Nanchen took her to the restaurant.

He held it like a pet and couldn't bear to let it go.

Clingy and love-brained, Jian Xiaoan thought secretly as he was pulled by him.

Feng Yue, Wang Dabao, Aunt Chen and other servants were already waiting downstairs.

"Butler Feng, the young master is staying in bed?" Wang Dabao leaned close to Feng Yue's ear and whispered.

When Aunt Chen saw Fu Nanchen coming, a kind smile appeared on her face, as if the young master had returned to his childhood.

"Master, Miss Jian, it's time for breakfast." Aunt Chen hurriedly served the steaming porridge, dumplings, fried dough sticks, etc.

These are all the foods that the young master has loved to eat since he was a child.

"Thank you, Aunt Chen." It was the first time that Jian Xiaoan was served like this.

In the past, she would get up early, prepare breakfast for the family, eat a few bites quickly before going to school, and wash the dishes and pots after school before she could do her homework.

She sat quietly in her seat, looked at the person standing in front of her, and then looked at Fu Nanchen.

She was so hungry, but she couldn't even pick up her chopsticks.

Because when she was a child, she had to wait for her two older brothers to eat first before she could eat, otherwise her father would hit the back of her hand with chopsticks and say that she had no manners.

"Eat quickly." Fu Nanchen picked up a bun and put it on her plate.

Feng Yue, who was standing next to him, was in a trance for a second and nudged Wang Dabao with his elbow. The young master actually took the initiative to pick up food for others.

"Well, thank you." Jian Xiaoan was very well behaved at this moment, a complete good girl.

"The Good Girl's Survival in the Wolf's Den"

Jian Xiaoan secretly thought of a book for herself for the next six months.

Wolf, wolf butler, wolf driver, wolf nanny, wolf bodyguard, wolf den!

In this way, Jian Xiaoan ate one and Fu Nanchen picked up one, and they didn't stop until they saw her burping from eating.

After breakfast, the car slowly drove out of Moon Bay. Through the car window, Jian Xiaoan saw a Husky desperately chasing a Border Collie on the lawn.

Husky: Dagua, Border Collie: Nian Nian

"Wow, there are two dogs there." Jian Xiaoan turned to look at Fu Nanchen and pointed outside.

"Yes, I raised her." After Fu Nanchen said that, he moved closer to her, put his arm around her waist, lifted her up with his hand, and held her on his lap.

Upon hearing this, Wang Dabao couldn't help but step on the brakes, staring at Feng Yue who was sitting in the passenger seat with wide eyes.

He raised it? Obviously, the dog can only come out after the young master leaves. There is only him but no dog!

When the young master is here, even the dog's breathing is wrong!

There is also an orange cat, which Wang Dabao picked up and named Prince. It is even more timid and will not come out of the cage until the young master's car disappears!

Wang Dabao turned around to confirm whether the young master was still the young master he knew, and saw Jian Xiaoan sitting safely in his arms.

Another brake.

Young master, you are such a bootlicker!

Jian Xiaoan bumped into his chest and threw herself into his arms. Her little head was buried tightly in his chest, and her soft curves fit him perfectly.

Fu Nanchen's body tensed up when she bumped into him. He wrapped his arms around her slender waist, leaned forward with his handsome face, and without saying a word, kissed Jian Xiaoan's lips. He was originally kissing slowly, but gradually he lost his rhythm.

The secret desire from last night seemed to come back again at this moment, and in front of her, he seemed like he would lose control at any time.

......

Jian Xiaoan wanted to struggle, but she couldn't escape.

The baffle was slowly raised, blocking the view of the front row and adding a bit of desire to this small space.

"No." Jian Xiaoan said in a low voice, turning her face away and not wanting to look at him.

What is this bastard going to do here?

"Smile." Fu Nanchen looked into her eyes and pressed his fingers on the dimple on her right cheek.

"Hehe." Jian Xiaoan obediently gave a professional smile and looked at him with a flushed face.

He stared at her dimple with his dark eyes and kissed her, the light touch making her want to dodge.

He is so good at teasing!

Jian Xiaoan admitted that she was seduced and felt very embarrassed.

Along the way, Fu Nanchen was like an unsatisfied child, constantly kissing her face, her lips, her dimples and her little mole, and threatening her not to smile at other men casually...

Jian Xiaoan was kissed by him until she was unconscious and had to pretend to be well-behaved.

"Master, we're almost at school." Feng Yue's voice interrupted him.

Jian Xiaoan got off him and sat silently at the car door, "Stop the car."

There was still some distance to go, and Jian Xiaoan didn't want anyone to notice him getting out of such a luxury car.

As soon as the car door was opened, Jian Xiaoan stepped out and ran towards the school without looking back.

Fu Nanchen wiped his thin lips, which still had the unique scent of Jian Xiaoan.

"Master, is she the one you are looking for?" Feng Yue turned around and asked.

"..very similar..." Fu Nanchen replied, "But is it really her?"

"Yueyue." He uttered a name.

......

"Sure enough!"

A low, hoarse voice came from the roadside green belt...