She became addicted after marriage, and Mrs. Jiang was so spoiled that the corners of her eyes turne

In just a few days, Haicheng experienced the arrest of Chi Zecheng and his team, the resolution of old grudges between Meng Jinche and the Chi family, and the return of Huayue Technology.

On the other hand, Nan Yuheng and Cheng Nianan's honeymoon period has slowly passed for nine days.

Tonight is the last night that Cheng Nian'an proposed to separate beds for a week.

After returning from the Ferris wheel, Cheng Nian'an got into the presidential suite and lay down on the bed to rest.

After more than half an hour, after regaining her strength a little, she put down her phone, took her clothes and went to the bathroom to wash up.

When she came out again, she found Nan Yuheng still sitting by the bed.

Cheng Nian'an gathered up his pajamas and looked up at the current time.

"It's very late, why don't you go to bed?" she asked.

Over the past few days, Nan Yuheng kept in mind the one-week appointment she said, and every night he consciously went to sleep in another bed. Like today, it was past eleven o'clock at night, and he still stayed with her. This is the first time.

He looked away from the tablet.

Looking at her, "Don't worry, I'll leave later."

Cheng Nian'an: "?"

She walked over, combed her hair with her fingers, and asked casually:

"Anything else?"

Nan Yuheng paused for two seconds and nodded.

"It's quite a bit."

When he refused to leave, she turned around and went to the dressing table.

Apply hand cream to your hands.

"what's up."

Nan Yuheng: "I've been staying here for many days. How about starting the day after tomorrow and I take you to the island to stay for a few days?"

Before the honeymoon, we agreed that we would visit major attractions in the early stage and go to a private island in the later stage.

Cheng Nian'an remembered the plan at that time. After he asked, she nodded.

"Okay, just, why the day after tomorrow?"

You can leave tomorrow.

There’s not much else to do in this city anyway.

Nan Yuheng raised his lips and smiled.

"If we leave tomorrow, we will be in a hurry. There will be plenty of time to set off the day after tomorrow."

Cheng Nian'an: "?"

Is there anything else to do?

She didn't think about it. She was out and about all day and didn't bother to think about it anymore.

She just wanted to send the big Buddha away quickly, so she lay on the bed and slept comfortably.

It's just that God doesn't fulfill people's wishes.

The more she wanted Nan Yuheng to leave quickly, the more he refused to leave.

Instead, it was delayed again and again, until midnight.

The moment the hands on the watch crossed twelve o'clock, the man who had been sitting by the bed suddenly stood up.

Cheng Nian'an thought he was finally going back to his room to sleep. His eyes suddenly lit up and he stood up.

But before she had even taken two steps, she saw him taking out a few small umbrellas from his pocket, and her steps suddenly stopped.

"???"

Cheng Nian'an stared at the small umbrella in his hand warily and stopped taking half a step towards him.

"What are you doing with it in the middle of the night?"

"Use it." He said in an understatement.

"?" Cheng Nian'an looked complicated: "Now?"

Nan Yuheng nodded.

She closed her eyes in astonishment, recalling the first day she shared a bed.

"Didn't you agree to seven days?"

Nan Yuheng came over, pinched her waist, and brought her into his arms.

There was a smile in his eyes, "Yes, seven days."

He pointed to the watch at her, "But it's past twelve o'clock now, and it's the eighth day."

"so--"

There was something else in his voice, and he rubbed the back of her neck with his fingertips, "Honey, your one-week deadline has passed."

Cheng Nian'an: "!!!"

Can it still be calculated like this? ?

With him waiting in her room for an hour or two, just to wait for a new day to arrive after twelve o'clock?

Seeing her speechless retort, Nan Yuheng stuffed a small umbrella into her hand and deliberately teased her and asked:

"Choose a room."

"At your place, or at my place?"

Cheng Nian'an stared at the umbrella in his palm like a hot potato, his eyes trembling.

"I-I'm a little tired, how about tomorrow?"

After seven days of waiting for her honeymoon, how could Nan Yuheng let her go again.

"No need for your efforts. Tomorrow is for tomorrow and now is for now."

"Nian Nian, choose a room."

Seeing that this move didn't work, Cheng Nian'an gave up struggling and pointed to the bed behind him.

"Stop fussing, just stay here."

***

At noon the next day, when Cheng Nianan woke up with his whole body shaking, he finally understood why Nan Yuheng said yesterday that he would go to the private island the next day.

With all the effort he put in last night, no need to ask, she must not have the strength to move today.

2 p.m.

Nan Yuheng was sitting on the sofa, listening to Qin Yan's report on the company's current situation as usual. Cheng Nian'an was lying on the bed, wrapped in a quilt, staring at him resentfully.

Her eyes were so obvious that Nan Yuheng couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to.

Soon, he hung up Qin Yan's call.

Walking this way with long legs.

"What are you looking at?" He stood beside the bed and touched her head with great interest, hiding a smile in his words, "My Niannian is not full yet?"

Cheng Nian'an slapped his hand away angrily.

Turned over and moved inside.

Nan Yuheng looked at her actions and said excessively: "If you are hungry, my wife, just tell me."

Cheng Nianan resisted the urge to throw a pillow at him.

"I just finished eating and I feel very full!"

Nan Yuheng narrowed his eyes, and his eyes became more interested.

"Is it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly pulled off the quilt on her body.

Cheng Nian'an exclaimed and looked at him warily, "What are you doing?"

He met her gaze innocently, "What can you do?"

As he spoke, he held down her waist, which was trying to shrink inward again. The hot temperature in his palm made Cheng Nian'an tremble unconsciously.

She kept saying: "Nan Yuheng, I advise you to be a human being! Don't exploit me all the time!"

He hooked the fabric of the nightgown rolled up to his waist. To Cheng Nian'an's surprise, he didn't pull it off directly for her, but instead pulled it down.

Then, his palms moved away from her waist.

After adjusting her nightgown, it fell onto her lower back again through the fabric.

Knead her with appropriate strength.

"What was Nian An thinking about just now?" He asked, "I just wanted to give you a massage, where were you thinking?"

Cheng Nian'an looked embarrassed.

She turned her head silently and faced the other side of the bed, not looking at him.

Nan Yuheng had never done this kind of thing before, and his movements were a bit unfamiliar at first, but he was serious, changing the angle and strength, trying his best to massage all the sore places for her.

During this period, I asked her from time to time:

"Is this strength comfortable?"

"Does it hurt here?"

"Will it feel better if you rub it like this?"

It was obviously a normal waist rub, but when he asked, Cheng Nianan couldn't help but have wild thoughts.

Normal words and normal tone lead to abnormal images.

Cheng Nian'an took a deep breath.

Trying hard to get rid of the images in his mind, he buried his face in the quilt and remained silent.