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

"Jian Xiaoan, is this pretty boy pestering you?"

A man's deep voice came from behind her ear, and Jian Xiaoan hurriedly explained, "No, it's something else."

After that, she remained silent.

"I am possessive and have a bad temper. You'd better think before you answer next time."

As Fu Nanchen spoke, he pinched her slender waist with his big hand, lifted it up, and then put it heavily back on his legs.

"Oh." Jian Xiaoan made a sound in her throat as she bounced up and down, and her whole body pressed against his chest.

She was totally unconvinced, her lips pouted, and she turned her head away and rolled her eyes.

Fu Nanchen glared at her with his dark eyes, bit her earlobe and said in a muffled voice, "If you don't obey me, I'll spank you!"

Jian Xiaoan twisted her upper body left and right, pushing out with her elbows, "Go away."

Wang Dabao glanced secretly through the rearview mirror, his nose wrinkled, and called Uncle Feng in a low voice, motioning him to look behind.

"Cough... cough..." Wang Dabao cleared his throat, took a look at the road conditions, and looked at the rearview mirror again when waiting for the red light.

What greeted him was a pair of sinister black eyes.

Tsk tsk tsk...

Wang Dabao's hands trembled, and he quickly raised the baffle, "Oh my goodness, it's killing me."

When Jian Xiaoan saw the baffle rise, he immediately returned to silence, wondering what was going on.

Fu Nanchen raised his hands and picked up Jian Xiaoan, leaned his upper body against the back of the chair, and put her on his lap again.

This posture...is very ambiguous.

Jian Xiaoan squatted facing him, with her legs placed on both sides of his body and her upper body almost covering him.

Her cheeks flushed red, and she placed her hands on his chest, "Fu Nanchen, don't do this."

Her voice revealed timidity, and Fu Nanchen couldn't help but hug her tighter.

It happened to be the rush hour after get off work, and the car stopped and started frequently, and the two of them opened and closed their doors as the brakes were applied.

Outside the window, the night gradually darkened. The light from the street lamps occasionally flashed through the car window, and the light and shadows kept flashing on Jian Xiaoan's face.

Inside the car, the hot and charming air enveloped each other.

Fu Nanchen was lying with his upper body almost tilted back. When he looked up, he could see Jian Xiaoan with a flushed face and her elbows resting above him.

Wang Dabao is a very good driver, but he only brakes when he should brake and accelerates when he should accelerate.

Well, just whoosh, the car stopped, and whoosh, the car went out again.

Fu Nanchen looked at the woman above with amusement, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Is it fun?"

He pressed his big hand on the back of her head, holding her upper body in place, and his warm breath fanned over her face.

Fu Nanchen hooked his bony fingers on the bow tie, moved them left and right, and unbuttoned his shirt with his slender fingers.

One, two, three.

The man's delicate collarbone and pectoral muscles contrasted sharply with the white fabric.

His towering Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he sat up and kissed her with his thin lips.

Jian Xiaoan's whole body tensed up, and the sudden feeling of weightlessness made her wrap her arms tightly around his neck.

His thin lips rubbed and kissed between her lips and teeth, and his soft and hot tongue absorbed her sweetness.

This was the first time he kissed her so deeply, and it was also the first time that Jian Xiaoan was swept away like this.

He gradually intensified the kiss, and heard soft fluttering sounds in his ears.

"Do you want more?" Fu Nanchen let go of her and looked at her with his eyes lowered.

Jian Xiaoan could hardly breathe, his chest was heaving, and his mind was almost blank.

He's a really bad guy, a super bad guy.

He did it on purpose. He knew she knew nothing, but he still seduced her.

Jian Xiaoan recalled what Mo Baiyun said: How is your kissing skill? Do you have chest muscles? How many abdominal muscles do you have? How long are they? How is your technique...

Originally, all this was just a concept in her mind, but now she felt it truly.

She could actually feel the hot skin under her palm.

Also, she could feel something very strange pressing against her.

Thinking of this, she moved back a little and thought about it.

Fu Nanchen's voice was heavy, and he swallowed before continuing, "I only do this when I see you."

"Jian Xiaoan, do you know how much it likes you?"

"I like you more than I do."

What is this talking about? Jian Xiaoan wanted to find a gap to crawl into. Her face was so red that she didn't dare to look at him directly.

She covered his lips with her hands in an instant, "You... don't say anything more."

"Well..." She covered his thin lips with her jade-like fingers, trying to stop him.

Fu Nanchen opened his mouth and directly held her jade-like fingertips. An electric current spread from her fingertips to every part of her body.

Jian Xiaoan was completely confused at this moment, with one hand being held down and the other being held in her mouth.

She quickly got off him, sat on the seat next to him, turned her face away from him, and her heart was beating so fast that she almost suffocated.

"Is this something a couple does together?"

Her blank emotional world seemed to be injected with new elements, and the overwhelming feeling refreshed her cognition.

Fu Nanchen looked at Jian Xiaoan who was huddled aside, and secretly rejoiced in his heart.

What was shown in the movie is indeed true, his Dabao is so nice.

It turned out that Wang Dabao had secretly shown him a porn movie before. He was arrogant at that time and thought that it was impossible for a great man like Fu Nanchen to do such things for a woman.

It was not until he was with Jian Xiaoan that he secretly read it again.

Oh, his An An seems to be very helpful.

Thinking of this, he pulled down his tight trousers and stretched out his slender arms to pinch Jian Xiaoan's face.

It’s so hot, his An An’s face is so hot.

"Master, we're here."

Feng Yue's voice came from the front row, and Wang Dabao didn't dare to lower the baffle easily, for fear of seeing something he shouldn't see.

After all, in their eyes, the young master and Jian Xiaoan should have already been in this state.

"Okay." Fu Nanchen responded.

Feng Yue got out of the car and opened the door. Jian Xiaoan let out a long breath and got out of the car, then turned around to avoid Fu Nanchen's sight.

"Where is this?" Jian Xiaoan saw an underground parking lot.

"Young Master's house in the city, Ditingyuan." Feng Yue said as he closed the car door.

"Master, I will pick you up to go to the villa tomorrow morning."

"Ah."

"Let's go." Fu Nanchen took her hand and walked towards the elevator. Wang Dabao and Feng Yue drove away alone.

"Why did they leave? Are we the only ones home?"

Jian Xiaoan stood in the elevator and watched the red button move up floor by floor, finally stopping at the 58th floor.

It was her first time to visit such a high-end residence, and she was still in a daze the moment she stepped out of the elevator.

Fu Nanchen opened the door, took her hand and walked straight into the room.

Jian Xiaoan was full of expectations for this house, but she was still shocked the moment she opened the door.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the vast river. On the other side of the river, there are thousands of lights, and wherever you look, there are stars and the sea.

Jian Xiaoan stood at the door, her mouth wide open, her black pupils wide open, "Wow."

She sighed, ran forward two steps, turned around and looked up at Fu Nanchen, reached out and took his hand, "Stay with me."

Fu Nanchen smiled and pulled her towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

Jian Xiaoan let go of his hand and placed his palm on the glass, "Fu Nanchen... so beautiful!"

It was the first time that Fu Nanchen saw her so happy. He put his arms around her slender waist from behind and asked in a low voice, "Do you like it?"

"Yeah." Jian Xiaoan nodded.

Fu Nanchen could see the charming profile of the woman in his arms, a thin layer of shadow under her long eyelashes, joy in her clear eyes, and the small mole at the end of her eye also jumped.

He leaned over and whispered in her ear.

"...Want to do something here?"

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