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

Nan Yuheng's actions were quick, and both parents' actions were even faster.

Especially Nan’s father and Nan’s mother.

Nan's father and mother planned several suitable dates for the wedding. When the specific time was sent over, Nan Yuheng stared at the numbers and chose the nearest one without any hesitation.

The time is just ten days later.

In these ten days, it is necessary to complete the final touches of the wedding and send out invitations.

A few days before the wedding, the custom-made wedding dress was delivered to the 'Huating' villa. Nan Shiyu came here specially from 'Shengting' to accompany her sister-in-law to try on the wedding dress.

According to the agreement between the two best friends two years ago, Nan Shiyu must be her bridesmaid when Cheng Nianan gets married.

As a result, Nan Shiyu was less than three months pregnant and the fetus was still unstable. No one dared to let her move too much. Naturally, the matter of bridesmaid was out of the question.

—

In the blink of an eye, it was October 20th, and the wedding that Nan Yuheng had been planning for a long time came as scheduled.

Due to the power of the Nan family in Haicheng, this wedding of the Nan and Cheng families was the same as the wedding of Jiang Jingyu and Nan Shiyu last year. Almost all the dignitaries were present, and the scene was grand and magnificent, which was breathtaking. .

In the middle of the wedding, Jiang Jingyu looked at his wife with gleaming eyes, and reluctantly hugged her waist to prevent her from stumbling due to her excitement.

"Are you so excited?"

Nan Shiyu leaned into his arms with a smile on her face, "Of course, I have been looking forward to this wedding for a long time."

Jiang Jingyu smiled and said, "What a worried sister."

Nan Shiyu decisively acknowledged his 'praise':

"No, my assist did nothing."

Jiang Jingyu joked: "When the wedding is over, let your brother and sister-in-law give our assist Zhizhi a big red envelope."

Nan Shi Yuwu thought to herself and nodded.

"That's a good idea."

—

Perhaps it was because Nan Yuheng was pulling her to 'exercise' her every day. Although she was tired after the one-day wedding process, she was not as tired as expected.

I rested all the way back to the wedding room. When I got off the car, half of the fatigue from the day was gone.

Nine p.m.

After washing, come out of the bathroom.

Nan Yuheng has already finished washing in the second bedroom.

When he saw her coming out, he handed a beautiful gift box to her hand with a warm voice:

"Happy wedding, Mrs. Nan."

Although it had been a month or two since the certificate was obtained, it was not until today that Cheng Nianan suddenly felt like he was truly married.

She took the gift box, turned around, took a black gift box from the sofa on one side, and handed it to Nan Yuheng.

Nan Yuheng was a little surprised, "Niannian actually prepared a gift?"

Cheng Nian'an raised his eyebrows, "Of course I have to return the gift."

Nan Yuheng opened it and found a limited edition watch inside.

He looked around and asked with interest:

"They all say that giving a watch means expressing your love. Is this the same with this one?"

Cheng Nian'an's eyes flashed and he refused to admit it.

She turned around, not looking at him, and walked to the bed.

"If you think about it too much, it's just a watch."

Nan Yuheng smiled.

Putting the gift aside, he caught up with her in a few steps.

Hold the person back in your arms.

He lowered his head and pecked the side of her neck gently.

The warm breath sprayed on the skin, causing a slight shiver.

The hand that landed on Cheng Nian'an's waist gently rubbed and rubbed her sensitive spots.

The atmosphere in the room gradually became ambiguous and lingering.

At some point, Nan Yuheng hooked the person in his arms for a kiss. Cheng Nianan's legs gradually softened, and his arms unconsciously wrapped around his neck, leaning against him to steady his body.

For a long time, he rubbed the slightly swollen lips of the person in his arms and exhaled hot breath.

"The wedding is over, honey, do you still need to take any measures?"

Cheng Nianan paused for breath.

Under his deep gaze, his long eyelashes trembled slightly for a moment.

She breathed softly and pressed her face against the side of his neck.

Wanting to avoid his burning gaze.

Although Cheng Nian'an's voice was low, Nan Yuheng heard it clearly.

"...No more, just let nature take its course."

The man's palm tightened around the woman's slender waist in an instant.

Before the wedding night, Cheng Nian'an heard his deep, suppressed voice: "Tomorrow morning, throw out all the little umbrellas in the villa."

***

One o'clock.

Cheng Nian'an, who was all limp, was taken out of the bathroom by Nan Yuheng.

I stayed in the bathroom for a long time, and my white fingertips were wrinkled by the moisture.

Touching the bed, she unconsciously wanted to turn over.

But before he could move, his ankle was clasped by a long, slender hand.

The warmth from the man's fingertips passed through the touched skin and was clearly transmitted into the blood vessels. Cheng Nian'an, who had not yet recovered, unconsciously fluttered his eyelashes and lightly closed his red lips:

"It's past one o'clock. I want to sleep...so sleepy..."

Nan Yuheng's eyebrows were gentle, "I'll let you sleep right away."

His fingertips rubbed the spot where she had been cut when she was a child.

The force is very light.

It seemed like the brush of feathers.

After so many years, the original scars no longer exist.

But Nan Yuheng still accurately remembered the exact location where he was cut.

"When we first met when we were children, what were you hiding from?"

This was the first time the two mentioned their past.

Cheng Nian'an lay on his side on the big bed and glanced at him with his eyelids raised.

With him holding her ankle like this, she was afraid that she would not be able to sleep again later, so she wanted to pull out of his hand.

But as soon as she moved, he tightened his grip to prevent her from moving.

Cheng Nian'an simply gave up and let him hold it.

Recalling the scene when they first met, she pressed the corners of her lips, with a hint of grievance in her tone:

"You looked so stinky at that time. I thought you wanted to scold me. Why didn't I run away? Stand there waiting for you to scold me?"

Nan Yuheng was startled.

Then he was laughed out of anger.

For so many years, she ran away when she saw him, and that fear was clearly written on her face.

How many times had he thought about how he had offended her?

Even every time he met her later, he had to think over every word he said, trying to tone it down as softly as possible, making the words less cold and harsh, so that she could lessen her fear of him.

Who would have thought that the source of all this was just a trivial matter.

Cheng Nian'an pursed his lips and said:

"I didn't do it on purpose. It was the first time I went to your house. Everywhere was unfamiliar. I was young at the time, and there was no one of my own age to talk to, just that cat."

She paused, groaned, and then continued:

"Who would have known that the cat had a seizure and ran straight to the second floor. I was only chasing it and didn't see the models you built. By the time I saw it, it was already too late..."

Those countless exquisite and complex model fragments, you can tell at a glance that a lot of effort has been put into them.

Because she was destroyed by accident, she felt guilty, but when she looked up, she saw him standing in front of her with a 'gloomy' face, staring at her.

Nan Yuheng has been famous in the circle since he was a child.

Although she had never met him before, she had heard many rumors about the cold temperament of the future heir to the Nan family.

In that kind of crisis moment, I feel frightened.

Especially when facing him in person, those feelings of guilt instantly turned into the fear of facing the King of Hell with a paralyzed face.

Nan Yuheng's helpless voice brought Cheng Nian'an back from his thoughts.

He rubbed the place where she was injured and explained seriously:

"I don't feel sorry for those models, it's because you were injured by the debris."

"Those fragments were very sharp, and you were so young at the time, so it must have been very painful. I was about to take you to get some medicine, but before I could say anything, you glanced up at me and rushed downstairs like a cat that has stepped on its tail. .”

"By the time I chased you, you were already crying in your mother's arms."

Cheng Nian'an: "..."

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Nan Yuheng looked at her and sighed helplessly.

He held her in his arms and rubbed her waist with his palms.

"So just because of this, you ran away when you saw me later?"

Cheng Nianan snuggled into his arms and enjoyed the massage.

His eyes were slightly closed.

"...Your paralyzed face is famous far and wide. I don't know it well, and I have the 'unpleasantness' of meeting you for the first time, so I naturally keep you at arm's length."

After listening, he patted her lower back and looked down at the person in his arms.

"Are you still afraid now?"

Cheng Nian'an slowly opened his eyes.

Meet his gaze.

After a second, she shook her head.

"I'm not afraid anymore. He's my husband now. If I'm still afraid of you now, why don't you turn me into a persimmon?"

She still wanted to take advantage of him completely!

I have always been afraid of him, how can I handle it?

Besides, after this period of getting along with each other after marriage, the two of them have become more and more compatible and familiar with each other. She has also made remarkable achievements in the aspect of "family throne". At this level, she is naturally not afraid...

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Not all.

When he wasn't cold-faced, she wasn't afraid of him.

Because she knows that he will coax her without any bottom line, tolerate her, be patient and meticulous.

But when you have a cold face, it's a different matter.

But having said that, after receiving the certificate for so long, he had never been cold to her, nor had he said a harsh word to her.

"Nan Yuheng."

She suddenly called him.

The man lowered his head and looked at her.

She looked directly at him.

Asked very seriously:

"Will you be cruel to me in the future?"

Nan Yuheng rubbed her hair, "It's too late to pamper her, how can you be willing to be cruel?"

Cheng Nian'an curled his lips slightly.

She put her arms around his waist and leaned into his arms, "Honey, your waist is still sore, please rub it again."