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

Jian Xiaoan's legs fluttered back and forth, "Put me down, I still have work to do."

What are you doing? I just finished eating and started to mess around again!

"Work? Working on the bed is considered serious work!" Fu Nanchen kicked open the bedroom door and walked straight to the bed. "Go up."

As he said this, he threw Jian Xiaoan on the big bed and covered her with his whole body, "This is work!"

I miss being apart for a whole day so much!

Jian Xiaoan wanted to push him away, but she didn't expect that her rejection would further arouse Fu Nanchen's desire.

"Fu Nanchen, you you you......"

"What's wrong with me?" Fu Nanchen kissed her directly with his thin lips, not giving her a chance to speak.

He only cares about work, he is just a decoration!

He was just jealous, and his whole body smelled like kimchi, so sour!

In the past, so many women tried every means to get into his bed, and now that he was delivered to her, this little thing was actually indifferent?

"Jian Xiaoan, you don't have any thoughts about me?" Fu Nanchen pressed her slender wrists with both hands, staring at her with a slightly frown.

Jian Xiaoan paused for a second and thought for a moment, "Ideas?"

Is it possible? Like last night? How can a girl take the initiative?

As she thought about this, her ears began to feel hot. Since yesterday, she had a very strange feeling in her body, a very shameful feeling.

Fu Nanchen saw her little face gradually turn red, and he guessed what the little girl was thinking.

"What are you thinking about?" He lay beside her, his arms around her neck, and made her face him. "Give me your hand."

Fu Nanchen held her hand and placed it on his lips. He bit her fingertips with his teeth and stared at her with his dark eyes. "Hmm?"

Jian Xiaoan felt a tingling sensation in her fingers. The feeling was like an electric current that traveled along the nerves to her heart. Her heart rate began to rise and her heart was beating wildly in her chest.

She pulled her fingertips out, and Fu Nanchen held them tightly and rubbed them towards his chin.

There were light stubbles on his chin, and Jian Xiaoan felt her fingertips being scratched. Then Fu Nanchen pulled her hand and rubbed it towards his neck.

His An An's favorite spot last night.

Fu Nanchen's plump Adam's apple rolled up and down, passing through Jian Xiaoan's palm like a wave.

Jian Xiaoan understood!

Last night, she kissed here!

Not just once, several times!

Last night, the satisfaction between her lips and teeth made her swallow her saliva continuously, and Jian Xiaoan felt her lips beginning to become dry.

"Have you remembered?" Fu Nanchen held her tighter with his slender arms.

Jian Xiaoan's warm breath permeated his neck, and when she looked up she could almost see the lines on his chin.

The subtle touch made her lips begin to feel hot.

Like waves in a wheat field!

Fu Nanchen just felt dizzy and looked up at the ceiling with blurry eyes.

This little guy is so bad!

Why is his Adam's apple so sensitive?

He's going crazy!

"Jian Xiaoan, I want to tell grandma!" Fu Nanchen whispered in his ear with a hoarse voice.

He can finally turn the game around!

His An An seduced him!

Very serious consequences!

Jian Xiaoan listened to his words and buried her whole body in his chest, "I didn't!"

But she had it just now, what should I do?

Fu Nanchen lay flat on the bed, holding her little hand in one hand and pinching each of her fingers with his fingertips.

She hugged Jian Xiaoan and placed her hand on her abdomen!

The lights in the room were not on, but through the floor-to-ceiling windows I could see the night outside and a vague figure.

Thin clouds move slowly across the night sky, and the little stars appear and disappear as if playing hide-and-seek.

Jian Xiaoan could hear the intense heartbeat in his chest, and the dull voice coming from the rise and fall of his chest.

She saw Fu Nanchen's thin lips slightly parted, his eyes tightly closed, and the sound of his swallowing was particularly clear.

Jian Xiaoan's palm seemed to be filled with something...

......

Outside the window, a sightseeing cruise ship slowly passed by on the river, honking its horn...

Fu Nanchen's nose was filled with the fragrance of shower gel. She kissed Jian Xiaoan's forehead and fell asleep quickly...

......

Early in the morning, Jian Xiaoan was still sleeping soundly, and Fu Nanchen was already cooking dumplings in the kitchen.

All I saw was him bending over, staring at the dumplings rolling in the pot, and glancing at his watch from time to time.

Last night, his An An suffered a lot!

Gotta make up for it!

During the entire meal, Jian Xiaoan kept her head down, staring at the dumplings on the plate. There were twenty of them, piled up like a small mountain.

She was so shy that she couldn't even look at Fu Nanchen!

The hot steam from the dumplings sprayed on her face, just like Fu Nanchen's gaze opposite her, warm and very hot.

"Is it tasty?"

Fu Nanchen sat opposite her and stared at her and asked.

"Yeah." Jian Xiaoan nodded hurriedly, and continued eating with his head down, his fingers holding the chopsticks trembling slightly.

Until she left the house, Jian Xiaoan didn't dare to look him in the eye. She wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into!

All I could hear was Fu Nanchen's thin and fragmented voice, hoarse and magnetic.

"help me......"

"Just once..."

While saying this, he coaxed her and whispered that she must not tell grandma.

Jian Xiaoan did something so confused...

Wang Dabao looked at the two people in the rearview mirror. They were very quiet today, each looking out the window as if thinking about something.

Did the two of them have a fight?

No, the young master is not like this when he is arguing!

He would narrow his eyes and stare at her.

At this moment, he just quietly held her hand, pursed his thin lips, as if he was thinking about an investment of several hundred million!

Ah!

It’s really several hundred million!

Fu Nanchen watched Jian Xiaoan leave before he closed his eyes. All he could think of was Jian Xiaoan with her big eyes wide open, looking confused.

Her hands are so soft!

Today, Jian Xiaoan was also absent-minded. When she was not busy, she sat in her seat in a daze.

The TV screen in the store is replaying yesterday's report on depression...

As soon as the camera switched to the live broadcast, I saw a familiar figure in the crowd. It turned out to be Beizhe.

Today, relevant leaders from Jiangcheng People's Hospital came to Jiangcheng University to attend a seminar to study the treatment of depression.

The person in charge of the reception happened to be Beizhe, and the person leading the group was Dr. Han, the director of the hospital's Institute of Psychology, who was also Fu Nanchen's psychologist.

"Principal Bei, this is my assistant, Lu Daiwei." Dr. Han introduced the assistant beside him to the school leaders.

As soon as she walked up to Beizhe and shook hands with Lu Daiwei, they were both stunned.

"Hello, Teacher Beizhe." Lu Daiwei greeted him with an awkward look on her face.

The two men paused for a second as they held hands. "Hello, Doctor Lu."

They both recalled everything that happened in Jiangcheng Club that night.

The world is such a small place!

After saying hello, the group walked into the meeting room.

The seminar seemed calm, but Beizhe and Lu Daiwei were not calm...