She didn't answer. Nan Yuheng obviously didn't want her to pretend to be dead and escape.

He changed his position and touched her waist lightly with his fingertips.

"uncomfortable?"

"Light or heavy?"

He was very patient. Cheng Nian'an didn't answer, so he continued to ask questions happily.

In the end, Cheng Nian'an was beaten to the point where he had no choice but to press his waist. He couldn't hide, so he could only bite his lips hard, and some vague sounds came from the pillow.

"...Neither light nor heavy."

"You talk less and do more!"

a long time.

His palms left her waist.

Just when Cheng Nian'an was relaxing, there was a gradual downward trend.

Cheng Nian'an, who had just closed his eyes for a while and felt a little sleepy, opened his eyes in an instant.

He held his wrist down.

"What?"

Nan Yuheng said slowly: "Did you get hurt last night? Let me check it for you?"

Cheng Nian'an's mind was agitated.

Sitting up suddenly.

Wrap the quilt tightly around your body.

"No! It's not hurt, no need to check."

Nan Yuheng glanced at her, "Are you sure?"

Cheng Nian'an nodded heavily, "OK."

Seeing this, Nan Yuheng stopped thinking.

"I slept late last night. Let's get some more rest today. We'll leave at noon tomorrow."

Cheng Nian'an kept an eye on it and said, "What are you doing tonight?"

If it comes again, she might really be gone.

Facing her gaze, Nan Yuheng slowly unbuttoned his cuffs, his movements were dignified and elegant, and slowly said four words:

"Sleep with you."

"I'm not a child, I can sleep on my own."

This time, it was beyond her expectation.

Nan Yuheng agreed easily.

"also."

After these days of getting along with each other, Cheng Nian'an's trust in what he said has been greatly reduced, and she is still half-doubtful at this moment.

It wasn't until late at night when I saw that he just held her waist and hugged her to sleep without making any other movements that I felt completely relieved.

Noon the next day.

The two officially set off, leaving the hotel and going to the private island.

While on the plane, looking at the clouds outside, Cheng Nian'an was in a daze and suddenly thought that it would be exciting to spend his honeymoon on an empty private island, but...

Neither she nor Nan Yuheng is good at cooking!

She was a little better. Although the food she made was not very delicious, it was still edible.

It’s just her cheap husband...

That cooking skill is really beyond praise.

How to eat during these days on the island?

Cheng Nian'an told Nan Yuheng about this matter. After listening, he was silent for a while, looked at her faintly, and said:

"Don't worry, I'm here."

Cheng Nianan: Haha.

It's just because he's here that she's worried, okay?

In the evening, we arrived at our destination.

The moment Cheng Nian'an pushed open the door of the villa, his heart that had been hanging in the air all afternoon suddenly relaxed.

She turned back and looked at Nan Yuheng behind her.

"Why didn't you tell me that you had sent a chef over in advance?"

Nan Yuheng flicked her forehead with his finger.

There was more or less a hint of resentment in his tone.

"I originally thought that I would personally be responsible for your three meals a day, but Mrs. Nan didn't believe in your husband, and the worry in her eyes almost turned into a river."

"In order to prevent you from starving to death, it's better to call the chef in advance."

Cheng Nian'an smiled.

It's really not that she doesn't believe him.

But the thing he made was inedible at all.

Her best friend had been a guinea pig for so long, but he only managed to make a stir-fried shrimp dish that tasted average.

Not to mention other dishes.

Nan Yuheng glanced at her quietly, then walked around her and entered the hall.

"I'll get you familiar with the villa first. After dinner, I'll take you out for a walk."

As he spoke, he stopped.

He turned sideways and looked at her intriguingly.

Lower your voice.

"By the way, wife, the chef only comes over for an hour during meal time. At other times, no one disturbs us."

He pointed outside the hall, "Because this is a private place in our home, no one will disturb us twenty-four hours a day. Nian Nian should understand what I mean."

Cheng Nianan laughed dryly.

Could she... not understand?

As Nan Yuheng said, the chef would leave the villa in front after finishing the meal. When Cheng Nian'an came downstairs again, there was no one downstairs.

In the next two days, on the empty and quiet island, the two of them lived an unforgettable world.

***

On the third day of the two-person world on the island, Cheng Nianan was pressed down on the bed by Nan Yuheng and kissed in the mist. At this moment, the ringtone of the cell phone beside him suddenly rang.

Cheng Nianan avoided his kiss and looked in the direction of the phone.

"Look who's calling."

Nan Yuheng didn't let her go, and raised her chin with his knuckles.

"In the honeymoon period, do you still care about the phone?"

Cheng Nian'an choked and slapped his hand away.

"It's daytime now! Even if you're in the honeymoon period, you have to pay attention to day and night!"

Cheng Nian'an gave up the idea of ​​letting him let go and going to get the phone herself.

She raised her chin and instructed him: "Go get the phone."

Hearing her tone, Nan Yuheng smiled, and as she wished, he went to the round table next to the floor-to-ceiling window to get the phone in person.

"Whose phone number?" Cheng Nian'an asked.

Nan Yuheng's eyes were fixed on the screen for two seconds, "Zhizhi."

Cheng Nian'an was not surprised.

Taking the phone, she slid the connect button.

"Sister-in-law." The voice over there was cheerful, "Are you busy right now?"

Cheng Nian'an glanced at Nan Yuheng, who was standing opposite her and looking straight at her.

Maybe the person who called was his sister. He didn't do anything else. He just stood in front of the bed and waited for them to finish.

"Not busy." Under his gaze, Cheng Nian'an replied.

"Oh," Nan Shiyu's voice came out from the microphone: "As long as you're not busy."

"It's nothing serious, it's just that I gave my sister-in-law a gift, and she remembered to sign for it."

"?" Cheng Nian'an: "A gift?"

It's not the New Year, why give gifts?

Nan Shiyu's voice was calm and steady, "You and my brother have been on honeymoon for such a long time, so your relationship should be very good."

"Whether it's from the perspective of my best friend or my status as your husband's sister, it is necessary for me to give you a gift. It just so happens that I was a little busy the past two days, so I will make up for it these days."

Cheng Nian'an raised his eyes silently.

He met Nan Yuheng's eyes impartially, just a short distance away.

Perhaps it was the intuition of being together for so many years, but Cheng Nian'an always felt that the gift from her best friend was definitely not a good thing.

Before hanging up the phone over there, she asked tentatively:

"Nan Zhizhi, what did you give me?"

Nan Shiyu raised her eyebrows, "It's clothes."

She said briskly, "Clothes that can enhance the relationship between husband and wife."

Cheng Nian'an felt a thump in his heart.

The next moment, another sentence came over there:

"Not to mention, after your best friend tested it, the effect is really good!"

Cheng Nian'an: "..."

The case has been solved.

She knows what gift her evil best friend gave her!

Cheng Nian'an immediately wanted to refuse, but Nan Yuheng was still here, so it was not convenient for her to speak too directly.

I could only suppress my voice and say in a roundabout way:

"Zhizhi, we don't need that thing! Get it back quickly!"

"Oh." Nan Shiyu said earnestly: "Don't be shy, sister-in-law, the effect is really immediate."

"Besides, your honeymoon period has been so long and you are bored without any interest. Don't worry, I will be responsible for promoting the relationship between brother and sister-in-law, and I will definitely satisfy you."

"Oh, right." She added: "I forgot to tell my sister-in-law. The gift I gave you includes five or six colors, and the fabric is a little simpler. You don't need to thank me. I really want to thank you. I'll wait for you to come back. Say it again."

Cheng Nian'an's teeth were almost broken.

Ignoring Nan Yuheng opposite, she gritted her teeth and asked:

"Nan Zhizhi, you rebellious bestie, how many pieces did you get?"

"Hmm... probably only five, six or seven."

Compared with the amount that someone in Sheng Tingzhong stuffed into her closet, it was nothing but a piece of cake.

After all, a certain cloakroom on the third floor was filled with these things by Jiang Jingyu, and there were too many to count.

Cheng Nian'an: "!!!"

Five, six or seven?

She only sent her two pieces at that time!

At a certain moment, Cheng Nian'an thought anxiously and wisely that she and Nan Yuheng were on a private island and the courier could not get in. Even if the things were sent here, they would not be delivered to her. It should be okay for the time being.

When the phone was hung up, Cheng Nian'an didn't have time to look up.

A shadow fell from above his head.

Nan Yuheng took out the phone from her hand.

He held her waist and pressed her on the bed.

"What clothes?" he asked her.

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