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

The light in the bedroom was dim, and Jian Xiaoan curled up on the bed with her hands crossed on her chest.

Her face was getting hotter and hotter, her forehead was soaked with sweat, and her clothes were sticking to her body. She turned over and fell into a deep sleep again.

Fu Nanchen came out of the bathroom with a large bathrobe in his hand. He helped Jian Xiaoan take off her clothes and walked into the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.

......

Outside the huge French window, little stars hang in the night sky, looking so close and yet so far away...

Jian Xiaoan lay quietly on the bed. Her face became hotter after taking a bath. Her long eyelashes kept trembling. She seemed to be sleeping restlessly. The sweat on her forehead never stopped. From time to time, she made a sound in her throat, "Hmm... hot..."

This little guy can't be touched. Just now in the car, a pair of big eyes blinked at him and asked him what was wrong.

Fu Nanchen sat on the edge of the bed with a tense face. He wished he could cut that old gangster into pieces!

He wanted to tie him up in a shabby room, light 108 bottles of that stuff, and keep him awake for three days and three nights!

Wasted!

Wasted!

"Fu...Nanchen." Jian Xiaoan called his name.

Under the thin sheets, the clear outline of her body could be seen. Fu Nanchen's throat tightened and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

If that were the case, his An An wouldn't feel so bad!

It’s all grandma’s fault. She made him swear and now he has a psychological trauma.

Honey, is everything alright?

Thinking of this, Fu Nanchen supported himself with his hands next to her pillow and leaned over to kiss her lips.

So soft and hot...

Jian Xiaoan seemed to get some relief. She put her arms around his neck and slowly responded to his kiss.

The whole room was very quiet, with only the sounds of each other's heartbeats. Jian Xiaoan's arms hugged Fu Nanchen tighter and tighter, and her hot tongue accidentally touched Fu Nanchen's lips.

"Um......."

An involuntary tremor came from her throat, instantly breaking through the silence of the night, like a meteor in the night sky, burning into Fu Nanchen's body with sparks.

He hurriedly let her go and looked at the person in front of him, frowning and his Adam's apple rolling repeatedly. Fu Nanchen could feel his heart beating against his chest repeatedly.

He is dying!

This little guy is about to suck his soul away!

His An An is so bad!

Must be intentional!

From now on, he will die in her arms!

Fu Nanchen got up hurriedly, turned around and rushed to the bathroom, scooped up some cold water and poured it on his face.

Suffer!

After a long while, he walked out of the bathroom and stood at the head of the bed, looking down at Jian Xiaoan.

It's really annoying when this little guy takes the initiative!

The water stains on Fu Nanchen's hair dripped onto her face. She seemed to be half asleep and opened her eyes in a daze, as if she wanted to say something. Fu Nanchen leaned over and put his ear close to her lips to listen carefully.

"You...go away..."

Fu Nanchen narrowed his eyes. What the hell?

Let him go?

Throw it away after use?

Is he a disposable glove?

Fu Nanchen looked at her and pressed the back of his hand on her forehead.

It’s so hot that I’m confused!

Fu Nanchen turned around and walked out of the bedroom again. After a while, he came back with two ice packs. He wrapped the ice packs in a towel and rubbed them on her cheeks to cool them down.

It was not until the early morning that Jian Xiaoan's hot body gradually returned to normal.

Tonight, the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were only half closed. Fu Nanchen lay beside her, his dark eyes staring at the shadows on the window glass. The torment of a few hours ago pulled at every nerve in his body like muscles and bones.

The heart-wrenching pain is just like this!

He had to let Uncle Feng teach his An An martial arts!

The kind that can break off arms and legs!

Forget it! It’s too hard!

It’s better to lock him up in Moon Bay!

Fu Nanchen kept thinking about these things over and over again throughout the entire night, and the more he thought about it, the clearer he became.

This little thing is right next to me, so why can’t I sleep tonight?

He raised his hand and held her in his arms again. Jian Xiaoan hugged him tightly, and arched in his arms, kissing his neck from time to time...

The very arrogant kind!

The heat in the first half of the night has just cooled down, but the dryness in the second half of the night has just begun!

Fu Nanchen was in a bad state. His whole body was tense like the Husky pretending to sleep downstairs. His ten legs closed, opened, and closed again...

Jian Xiaoan snorted, and Fu Nanchen's heart sank!

I'm dying!

How come his An An is so noisy!

His mouth was dry, and his eyes were dry, too. He just stared at the dark night with his eyes wide open.

When will it be dawn?

......

On the other side of the river, there was another man who was having an equally hard time: Beizhe.

He lay on the sofa in a mess to rest. The lights in the box were dim and the fragrance made him dizzy...

The nightlife of Jiangcheng Club is still going on. At the end of the corridor on the fifth floor, a woman with a slim figure was leaning against the wall. She was wearing a pure white dress and her long hair hung naturally behind her.

Probably because she drank too much, she staggered a little, "Which...box...is it?"

She squinted her eyes and looked up to find the number on the box. Finally, she stopped at the door of a box and pushed it open. The box was quiet and the lights were dim.

"I'm so sleepy. There's no one here. Let me sleep for a while..." She locked the door and walked towards the sofa...

After a while, a man came out of the box with a red face, saying, "Where is Dai Wei? Dai... Wei... That damn girl must have run away again."

"She invited everyone to drink, but she...ran away!"

After saying that, he also disappeared at the end of the corridor.

The night will always pass, the noisy club will gradually become quiet, the night will turn from dark to light, and the birds will spread their wings and fly high in the morning glow.

The cleaning lady of the club was cleaning every room, and the sound of beer bottles colliding could be heard in the corridor.

Beizhe opened his eyes drowsily and saw a delicate and beautiful face appear in his arms. He rubbed his eyes to confirm again.

The woman is very beautiful, and the two of them are hugging each other!

And just covered with the same coat.

"You, who are you?" He quickly pulled out his arm and rolled off the sofa.

Looking at the mess on the ground, the two people's clothes were scattered on the floor.

Beizhe hurriedly picked up his clothes and put them on. At this time, the woman also woke up.

He leaned over and picked up her coat and threw it to her, "Who are you? How did you get in?"

The woman suddenly came to her senses and quickly covered herself with her clothes. "Who are you? How did you get in?"

She said, quickly putting on her clothes, "You rascal!"

"This is my box. How did you get in?" Beizhe had already tidied his clothes and was looking at the woman in front of him in disbelief.

It's over. He slept with this woman last night.

"Get out of here!" The woman put on her clothes, glared at her fiercely, rushed out the door and disappeared.

Beizhe froze in place. How did this happen? At this moment, the fragrance in the room began to fade...

He wrinkled his nose and sniffed hard...

As if realizing something...