Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

Nan Yifeng looked at her shy appearance, his heart was filled with turbulent waves. Under the slightly dim light, Nan Yifeng's body was wrapped in a soft and ambiguous halo. A playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was an imperceptible tenderness in his eyes.

At this moment, he was only wearing a loose white shirt with the collar casually open, revealing his delicate collarbone and faintly visible chest muscle lines, looking particularly attractive.

Nan Weiwei was hiding behind a large pillow at the moment, with only half of her flushed face showing. Her clear eyes were full of shyness and panic, but she couldn't help but secretly peek at the heart-pounding scene in front of her through her fingers.

"Nan Yifeng, you, you put on your clothes!" Her voice was trembling a little, and she tried to use the ancient saying "Don't look at what is inappropriate" to find an excuse for her shameful behavior, but the slightly raised corners of her mouth revealed the little joy in her heart.

Seeing this, Nan Yifeng smiled even more. He paced slowly, and every step seemed to step lightly on Nan Weiwei's heart, causing ripples.

He deliberately stretched out his voice with a hint of teasing: "Weiwei, I will be sad if you say that. Isn't my figure worth your attention?"

When Nan Weiwei heard this, her cheeks became even hotter, as if they could cook eggs.

She bit her lower lip tightly, as if trying to suppress the gasp that was about to come out, but she muttered to herself: This guy, when did he become so good at teasing me?

At this moment, a gust of night wind quietly passed through the half-open window, causing the gauze curtains to dance and adding a bit of coolness to the slightly charming atmosphere.

This sudden night breeze seemed to carry some kind of magic, blowing away the fog in Nan Weiwei's heart and making her suddenly wake up.

She raised her eyes and met Nan Yifeng's deep eyes, which were shining with not only desire but also an irresistible determination.

Nan Weiwei's heart was filled with alarm bells, and an inexplicable sense of "danger" quietly arose. She realized that she might be stepping step by step into the "trap" carefully set by Nan Yifeng.

Thinking of this, Nan Weiwei's heart tightened, and she reacted almost instinctively. She stood up suddenly, not even bothering to put on her shoes. Regardless of the cold floor, she only had time to pick up the snow cake at hand and wanted to escape out the door barefoot.

Her movements were flustered and hurried, like a frightened deer trying to escape from a hunter.

However, how could Nan Yifeng let her escape so easily? He flashed across the sky like a bolt of lightning and disappeared instantly.

The next moment, he appeared beside Nan Weiwei like a ghost, at such a speed that it was astonishing.

Nan Weiwei's eyes widened with fear on her face. Before she could react, she was easily picked up by Nan Yifeng.

His movements were effortless, as if he was not lifting a person, but a helpless chicken. Nan Weiwei struggled in the air, but her strength was insignificant compared to Nan Yifeng, and she could not break free from his restraints at all.

There was a hint of teasing in his tone, but more of it was unquestionable dominance and determination. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and a cunning light flashed in his eyes, as if he was enjoying it all.

"Why are you running, Nan Weiwei? Huh!" he said softly, with a hint of teasing and laughter in his voice.

However, his eyes locked onto her, making it impossible for her to escape.

"No, no, I, I, just, I'm just sleepy." Nan Weiwei cursed in her heart, not afraid, waiting to be beaten by you.

Nan Yifeng did not expose his lie, and said, "Weiwei, I remember when we first started dating, I said that breaking up is not something you can say casually. I don't like to hear it. I will only have one person in my life. Now that you say this so easily, I am very sad. You have to pay a price to make me happy."

His voice was low and magnetic, and every word struck her heartstrings heavily. His words revealed a kind of confidence and dominance, as if he was full of confidence in his own charm.

These words also made Nan Weiwei feel his deep cherishment and persistence for this relationship.

Nan Weiwei was frightened by his sudden action and almost dropped the snow cake in her hand.

She widened her eyes and looked at Nan Yifeng in disbelief, feeling both surprise and fear in her heart, but more of it was an indescribable shame and anger.

"You...you let me go! Who said I wanted to be your girlfriend? I, I was ready...ah...why did you spank me, you bossy bastard!"

Nan Weiwei struggled and tried to break free from Nan Yifeng's hands, but her strength was like an ant trying to shake a tree to him.

Hearing this, Nan Yifeng's mouth curled up into a smug smile. He stared closely into Nan Weiwei's eyes and said word by word: "I, Nan Yifeng, have never been broken up by a woman. As long as you agree to be my girlfriend, you want to break up? Impossible!"

His tone was full of confidence and determination, as if he had already foreseen their future.

At this moment, Nan Weiwei was completely shocked by Nan Yifeng's aura. She widened her eyes and looked at this man who was usually gentle and elegant, but at this moment was so domineering that she was irresistible. An unprecedented complex emotion surged in her heart.

She knew that she might have been trapped in the vortex called "Nan Yifeng" and couldn't extricate herself.

"Nan Yifeng, brother, I was wrong, please let me down first."

There was a slight tremor in Nan Weiwei's voice, and a gleam of pleading in her eyes.

She knew that this time she might have really annoyed this man who seemed gentle but actually had a strong possessiveness.

However, Nan Yifeng did not let her go as she wished.

On the contrary, the gloom in his eyes became even darker, as if a storm was brewing.

With a sudden force, he threw Nan Weiwei onto the soft big bed.

At that moment, Nan Weiwei felt dizzy, as if the whole world was turned upside down.

The softness of the mattress caused her body to sink slightly, as if she was wrapped in a warm force.

The comfort brought by the softness made her feel a little dizzy and her consciousness became blurred.

Just as she was trying to regain her balance and consciousness, a heavy and hot body suddenly pressed down on her.

She felt a familiar breath and touch. Without looking up, she knew who it was - Nan Yifeng.

His presence was so strong that her breathing became rapid.

He said nothing, but stared at her tightly with his deep eyes, as if he wanted to swallow her whole.

Nan Weiwei was shocked and wanted to struggle, but found that her strength was nothing compared to Nan Yifeng.

She could only watch him approach, feeling the heat and undeniable masculine scent coming from him.

Nan Yifeng did not give her any chance to resist and started his "punishment" directly.

His movements were both rough and carried an irresistible charm, making Nan Weiwei torn between humiliation and desire.

She clenched her teeth, trying to suppress the gasp that was about to come out, but her body's reaction betrayed her.

At this moment, Nan Weiwei finally realized that she might really be unable to resist the charm of this man.

No matter how she struggled, she could not escape the love web he had woven for her.

And Nan Yifeng seemed to have found his own victory in this silent contest.

Looking at Nan Yifeng's scarlet eyes, Nan Weiwei felt an indescribable fear and despair in her heart.

She knew that Nan Yifeng was serious at the moment. He was no longer the boyfriend who usually treated her gently, but a man driven by desire and possessiveness.

Instinctively, she stretched out her hands to protect her last line of defense.

Nan Yifeng is not one to show sympathy to women. "Weiwei, we have been in love for four years. After four years, you should be mentally prepared to accept me."

Nan Weiwei's eyes were filled with fear and helplessness, her body was trembling slightly, as if she had a premonition of what might happen next.

"No, no... Nan Yifeng, I..."

Nan said with a trembling voice, trying to push away Nan Yifeng who was pressing on her, but her strength seemed insignificant in front of him, like a fragile lamb facing a ferocious wolf.

"Weiwei, accept me, okay?"

After Nan Yifeng finished speaking, he easily pried her hands apart and clamped them tightly above her head, making her completely unable to resist.

Her eyes were full of fear and tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes.

She didn't know how to face this sudden invasion. Her heart was filled with helplessness and pain. Although she didn't think it was a big deal, she was a little scared in her actions.

His eyes were full of despair and helplessness, tears welled up in his eyes but he stubbornly refused to fall.

At this moment, her heart was filled with fear and anxiety, and she didn't know how to face this powerful and strange man in front of her.

Nan Weiwei's body tensed to the extreme in an instant, and she felt an unprecedented threat.

Nan Yifeng's kiss fell as lightly as a feather, but slid across her skin as gently as a butterfly dancing among flowers, and finally stopped on her neck.

The kiss was a little heavy, with a punitive meaning, as if sending her a message - this is my territory, and you belong to me.

This kiss was like a fire, burning her sanity and plunging her into chaos.

At this moment, it seemed as if there were only the two of them left in the world, and time seemed to stand still.

His lips caressed her skin, bringing a tingling sensation that made her body tremble involuntarily.

She wanted to shout and struggle, but her throat seemed to be blocked by something and no sound came out.

She could only stare with wide eyes, watching Nan Yifeng do whatever he wanted to her, with an indescribable feeling welling up in her heart...

However, at this moment of humiliation and anger, Nan Weiwei was surprised to find that her body had reacted unconsciously.

The indescribable shame and desire intertwined together made her feel painful and confused.

Nan Yifeng felt her change and a smug smile appeared on his lips.

He knew that he had completely controlled this woman, both physically and mentally. He continued his actions, and every touch made Nan Weiwei's body tremble.

In this silent contest, Nan Weiwei seemed to have lost all initiative.

She could only passively endure everything that Nan Yifeng brought her, whether it was pain or happiness.

And Nan Yifeng found his own victory and satisfaction in this game.

"slight...."