Addicted to sticking to her, the crazy CEO asks for a kiss every day

In the suburban villa, all the flowers in the yard are in full bloom, and the faint fragrance of flowers drifts in through the windows. Fu Derong is practicing calligraphy in the study, and Qiu Yunting is standing beside him, trimming the flowers he just picked.

"I don't know what happened to the two kids. I heard that they didn't get their marriage certificate because of an accident during the day."

"You can arrange the children's affairs yourself." Fu Derong drew the last stroke of "scene" and put down the brush.

He read the words he had just written, "Beautiful scenery."

"His mother is very good at giving names, Fu Nanchen, Fu Nanjing." Fu Derong said and picked up the calligraphy and painting.

"His mother passed away early, and the child kept all his thoughts to himself, but he spoke the most to his daughter-in-law." Qiu Yunting came over and looked at the four words carefully.

"I really like Xiao An..."

Qiu Yunting lowered his eyes and looked at the flowers in his hand, and Jian Xiaoan's laughing face appeared in his eyes...

.......

In the mirror, Jian Xiaoan looked at the ruby ​​on her earlobe. "It's so beautiful. It must be very expensive." She asked him, looking up.

The pair of tassel earrings I bought last time were extremely expensive, and this pair must be even more expensive.

Jian Xiaoan's eyebrows were curved, and she couldn't help shaking her head left and right, "Hey, why are you guys so nice to me? People will be jealous."

"Who dares! If someone bullies you in the future, remember to slap him back hard. I will be responsible if anything happens." Fu Nanchen looked proud.

This little guy looks weak and fragile, but he can be deadly when he gets fierce.

Jian Xiaoan didn't hear what he said and continued to stare at the ruby.

"Do you like it?" Fu Nanchen looked at her happy expression, "Do you like me too?"

"Yeah." Jian Xiaoan turned around and looked up at him, "I like you."

He is so good to her, how could she not like him?

"No matter what I looked like before, you would like me, right?"

Fu Nanchen knew that he felt insecure. He was afraid that Jian Xiaoan would know that he was not as good as she thought. He had been suffering from depression and could only maintain a normal life by taking medicine.

He didn't stop taking the medicine until she showed up.

So whenever she said she wanted to leave Jiangcheng, he would feel inexplicably panicked. He knew that he was the one who could not live without her.

He didn't know whether his illness had gotten better or worse.

Fu Nanchen really wanted to take her to that secret room and tell her about the footprints he had left in the North City thousands of miles away over the past sixteen years.

He knew how many kindergartens, primary schools, middle schools and high schools there were in North City.

When he was young, he and Wang Dabao always went there secretly because they didn’t want their family to know.

In addition to finding school leaders with the sketch in his hand, he also waited at the school gate for a whole day. He was only a teenager at that time.

Because of this incident, his father and grandfather always put him in solitary confinement.

No one knows the struggle he has experienced between despair and hope over the years.

"An An." Fu Nanchen lowered his eyes and looked at her, his thin lips moved, as if he wanted to say something.

"What's wrong?" Jian Xiaoan looked up at him. It was the first time she saw him hesitant.

Grandma once said that he felt insecure, but she didn't know why.

"What are you thinking about?" Jian Xiaoan raised her hand and touched his face, looking at him with her head tilted.

His eyes were soft and deep, as if filled with stories, and she really wanted to know.

"If you leave me, I will really die." Fu Nanchen whispered in her ear.

Jian Xiaoan did not respond, but just stared at him.

His hands fell to her waist, his hot palms rubbing her back, "We're going to have a baby, right?"

"Well, you want kids now?"

"No, later."

Fu Nanchen held her face and kissed her fiercely with his thin lips; his lips and tongue were frighteningly hot.

Jian Xiaoan could only stand on tiptoe and passively endure his kiss.

......

The petals spun on the water like boats, and the hot air filled the bathroom...

Jian Xiaoan was a little short of breath from the kiss, and her breathing was uneven. She paused and stared at her blankly, "I..."

"You won't leave me, right?" Fu Nanchen bit her lips gently, confirming over and over again.

Her every frown and smile were deeply engraved in his bones.

"Don't leave me."

"An'an."

"Don't leave me!"

Jian Xiaoan blinked her eyelashes, looked at him at a loss, and said in an extremely gentle voice, "Well, I won't leave."

She would play with him, watch him lose his temper, watch him get jealous, watch him be unreasonable...

Their lips came closer again.

Tenderness, entanglement.

caress.

......

The water overflowed along the edge of the bathtub and dripped onto the floor. The sound of dripping water echoed throughout the space, bewitching each other's eardrums.

Fu Nanchen's tie fell to the ground at some point. He took her hand and said, "Let's do it together."

The warm water stains stuck to the white feet and face, and the bright red petals quickly sank, then floated up again.

The red candle on the washstand was not lit, but it still emitted a faint fragrance. Jian Xiaoan's hair was simply tied up, and the rubies on her pink earlobes swayed like wind chimes.

.......

The petals swirled back and forth in the vortex.

Fu Nanchen gently bit her white fingertips, and the numb, tingling and crisp feeling spread along her fingertips to her limbs. The white mist became heavier and heavier. She stared quietly at the man in front of her, watching the petals slide down her skin.

Good time and beautiful scenery.

"An An." Fu Nanchen called her name softly.

His slender fingers caressed her slender neck, finally resting on her delicate collarbone.

Fu Nanchen's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his fingertips moved inch by inch along her skin...

......

For the first time, Jian Xiaoan felt a feeling she had never experienced before...

Until she gradually calmed down.

Fu Nanchen looked at her, and panic and confusion flashed in her eyes.

"An'an."

"Yeah." Jian Xiaoan covered her face with her hands. She was really embarrassed to look at the man in front of her.

"Hehe." Fu Nanchen looked at her lovingly with a smile on his face.

Why is this little guy so shy?

The bright petals fell in his hands.

There was no light in the bedroom, but the red candle had been lit and the wick was burning.

Outside the large floor-to-ceiling windows, there are twinkling stars.

On the clean floor, water-stained footprints extended from the bathroom to the bed.

He held Jian Xiaoan in his arms and gently placed her on the bed. She tilted her head slightly, her clear black eyes filled with helplessness.

Fu Nanchen lay beside her, stroked her red lips with his fingertips, and asked softly, "Just now, did you feel okay?"

Jian Xiaoan bit her lip, her face full of shyness. She snuggled into his arms, her heart beating like a deer.

She couldn't even look him in the eye.

I didn't dare touch his slender fingers.

......

After a moment, Jian Xiaoan moved closer to him, biting his collarbone lightly with her lips and kissing upwards.

She could see the lines on his skin and feel his hot Adam's apple. She probed with her red lips and finally gently held it.

The memory of that night came back again, and she held it between her lips like this.

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