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

The intoxicating smell of alcohol penetrated into the respiratory tract and mixed with the air into the body. Nan Shiyu felt as if she was drunk too, otherwise why would her mouth feel dry for no reason.

She opened her lips and was about to speak out.

Jiang Jingyu suddenly tightened his grip on her waist.

Nan Shiyu instinctively raised her head, but the words had not yet left her mouth.

The man had lowered his head, his thin lips accurately pressed the soft red lips, and he kissed her deeply with moist alcohol.

"Well!"

Nan Shiyu's eyes widened slightly.

The thin white fingertips involuntarily tightened the shirt at his waist.

Jiang Jingyu held her waist with one hand, clasped the back of her neck with the other, lifted her chin, his fingertips swept over the cool and dangling earrings, and his thin lips pressed against hers, swallowing her breath.

He captured the territory that did not belong to him inch by inch, but in the middle of the attack, he suddenly stopped the attack.

Nan Shiyu's breathing was slightly erratic. Except for Jiang Jingyu's eyes, which were getting darker and darker, there was no other abnormality.

His thumb traced the corner of her lips.

Sweep away a little water mark.

"Suddenly it occurred to me that today seems to be the day to fulfill the obligations of husband and wife."

"Honey, what do you think?"

Nan Shiyu: "..."

What more can she say?

"Where do you want to be?" he asked.

Nan Shiyu raised her eyelids and looked around the interior of the suite.

Soon, she looked away.

One word came out of her lips that were getting redder from being sucked: "Bed."

Jiang Jingyu smiled lowly, "Okay."

"But before I go to bed, I want to relive the experience of creating a human for the second time."

Round two?

Nan Shiyu quickly remembered which time it was.

Although she and Jiang Jingyu have created humans many times,

But there is no memory more profound than that time.

Even now, those details have never been blurred.

She subconsciously wanted to hide back.

But he forgot that he was pressed against the door in the first place and there was no way to escape.

"...You change it to something else." She gritted her teeth and said.

Jiang Jingyu glanced at her hair and gave in.

"Then there's no need to send hairpins. We'll only stay for half an hour."

"In half an hour, go to the place of your choice."

"In this way, the wishes of both parties can be satisfied, how about this?"

Listening to these three sentences, Nan Shiyu said: "..."

Seeing that he was serious, Nan Shiyu resisted to no avail, and finally struggled to make a condition, "...Two and 10 minutes."

Jiang Jingyu was uncharacteristically easy to talk to: "Okay."

however.

After more than ten minutes, Nan Shiyu came to his senses and realized why he was so talkative today.

On the spacious semi-circular sofa.

The woman's thin long skirt was loose and her long black hair was scattered all over her back. The slightly curly ends of her hair occasionally brushed the back of the man's hands that were on the porcelain white waist.

It's cool, with a bit of an irritating itch.

Nan Shiyu raised her head slightly, and her slender jade-like neck looked even more translucent and white like snow under the light.

After a short period of silence, a soft cry suddenly came from the extremely luxurious suite.

It was accompanied by a little bit of accusation that could not be concealed.

"...Jiang Jingyu, you bastard!"

"You're in the third grade of junior high school than in the third grade of junior high school!"

The dark color in the man's pupils dissipated a little.

He took a deep breath.

Containing the anger in her heart, her movements gradually became gentle, giving her enough time to breathe.

After she slowly regained her breath, he patted her back, comforted her, and asked casually:

"Before getting married, Madam said she had someone she liked."

"who's that person?"

Nan Shiyu's eyes were covered with mist, and a teardrop hung on her long eyelashes.

Hearing his words, she took a deep breath, shook her head and said:

"No... no one..."

No?

Jiang Jingyu's eyes were half-squinted.

He asked bluntly: "Didn't we Zhizhi say it ourselves that day? The reason why we don't want to get married is because we have someone we like."

The tears half hanging on Nan Shiyu's eyelashes finally couldn't bear it anymore and rolled down silently, hitting the side of Jiang Jingyu's neck.

A touch of coldness fell.

"Really not..." She suppressed her trembling voice and explained: "I wanted to refuse the marriage at that time, that was just an excuse."

Jiang Jingyu wrapped his arms around her waist and asked, "Seriously?"

Nan Shiyu nodded, "Of course it is...hiss, it's true."

The next moment, she felt light.

The whole person was lifted up by his hips.

Nan Shiyu subconsciously hugged him tightly, hanging on him.

"...What are you doing again?"

Jiang Jingyu met her wary eyes and smiled with his thin lips, "Didn't you say you wanted to be in bed?"

He held her firmly and walked towards the big bed, "I will listen to you today."

—

When he woke up again the next day, Jiang Jingyu was no longer in the room.

Nan Shiyu relaxed on the bed for a while.

My thoughts unconsciously drifted back to yesterday.

A few minutes later, the phone rang.

Nan Shiyu took out her mobile phone from the side and glanced at the number on the screen, with a look of surprise on her face.

"Jin Che?"

A nice male voice came out of the microphone, clear and gentle.

"Sister, did I bother you?"

"No." Nan Shiyu sat up and put the phone to her ear, "You tell me."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and then Meng Jinche said:

"Sister, there have been a lot of things going on abroad recently. I may not be able to go back to see you as scheduled."

Nan Shiyu frowned, remembering Huayue Technology mentioned by Hou Shengrui at yesterday's dinner, she asked:

"need my help?"

"No need." Meng Jinche refused without hesitation, "It's not a big deal, it's just that the company has a lot of orders, I can handle them myself."

After the sound fell, he said again: "Sister, take good care of yourself, and try to return to Haicheng as soon as possible after I finish my busy work."

In the south, Yu responded.

After 10 minutes, the phone hung up.

As soon as I returned to the original page, Ruan Wen's message popped up.

[Huayue Technology was indeed founded and developed by Meng Jinche. It has now been launched and has begun to take shape, and has gained some fame in country r. 】

Finally, Ruan Wen asked again:

[Miss, do we want to help a few people in the name of the Nan family? 】

Nan Shiyu's eyes fell on her last words.

With his fingertips hovering above the screen, Meng Jinche's words on the phone echoed in his mind.

Soon, she typed the next sentence:

[No, Jin Che is capable. He doesn’t want us to open a back door for him at this time. 】