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

Laughter and joy continued. Jian Xiaoan and Mo Baiyun were the youngest in the crowd and were surrounded by everyone like the group's favorites.

Beizhe stood in the crowd, his eyes gazing at Jian Xiaoan affectionately from behind his metal-rimmed glasses. He held the phone tightly in his hand and turned on the camera to take a picture of her.

The figure is a little blurry, but it can't hide Jian Xiaoan's clean and pure smile.

The moment he pressed the photo button, his palms began to sweat and he quickly turned off the screen.

Beizhe tilted his head back and took a sip of beer. The cold liquid slid down his esophagus, and his brain became a little clearer.

This is the girl he has been dreaming about!

Haifeng stood behind Yu Weiwei, her long hair coming into view. His fingers were clenched tightly at her side, and he was about to lift them up, but finally, in a tentative move, his palm fell on her shoulder.

Yu Weiwei looked back and saw him. She paused her clapping hands, frowned slightly, and whispered, "Be careful."

Your face looks so sour!

Haifeng didn't expect that the girl who used to blush when talking was now like a wild cat, and seemed to enjoy being tickled by her.

He pursed his lips and smiled, whispering in her ear, "Teach me!"

Yu Weiwei raised her elbow and poked back, hitting the man's ribs directly. Haifeng bent over and continued, "You are so cruel."

"Deserve it!"

The others swayed from side to side. Jian Xiaoan was having fun with her bun. The hair on her forehead was blown up by the wind and her eyelashes were trembling.

.......

In the distance, two tall men walked with long legs through the darkness. The sea breeze blew, and their trousers stuck to their skin. Their handsome features were looming in the night.

The two men were dressed in suits and ties, which looked out of place among the men and women under the lights.

Fu Nanchen pursed his lips tightly, his eyes passed through the crowd and fell on Beizhe. The next second, he saw a girl with a bun jumping around in the crowd.

Jealousy burning in the eyes!

In the video that Fu Nanchen received, Beizhe was staring at Jian Xiaoan like this the whole night.

The summer breeze was warm, but Chen Sen felt a chill coming over him.

Fu Nanchen walked into the light, his angular jawline tensed.

"Madam, Mr. Fu is here." Aying shouted.

The crowd was too noisy and Ah Ying's words were drowned out. He met Fu Nanchen's gaze again and clenched his fingers.

Jian Xiaoan didn't see it either and continued to jump hard. Her white swan neck was particularly eye-catching under the light. Next to her was Mo Baiyun, holding a microphone and yelling.

Someone shouted, "Boss Fu is here."

The people who were dancing stopped one after another.

"Hello, Mr. Fu."

Fu Nanchen nodded to the crowd, curled the corners of his mouth, and strode towards Jian Xiaoan. The collar of his black shirt was slightly open, and his chest muscles were faintly visible under the fabric.

The heavy feeling of oppression forced the people next to them to stand back, and the air around them was swept away.

A tall figure appeared in front of Jian Xiaoan. "Have you had enough fun?" He said as he wiped the sweat off her forehead. His voice was neither light nor heavy, his eyes were scrutinizing, and his slender fingers pulled the one-shoulder neckline on her shoulders.

The white shoulders are covered by the fabric, and the one-shoulder neckline instantly turns into a round neckline.

Jian Xiaoan's voice was a little hoarse. She raised her little face, her eyebrows curved, and held his wrist with her jade-like fingertips, "Do you want to join us?"

The people around didn't dare to say a word.

"No, you guys continue playing." He looked around with a calm look.

Jian Xiaoan put down the microphone and said with a smile to the person behind him, "You guys play first, I'll come back later."

She had to take him away quickly.

"I'll take you for a walk over there." Jian Xiaoan grabbed his arm with both hands, "Hurry up."

The bodyguards followed closely behind them, leaving Chen Sen standing alone outside the crowd.

Yu Weiwei shouted and handed a bottle of beer to Chen Sen, "Mr. Chen, drink beer."

Chen Sen's tense expression relaxed a little. He took the beer, tilted his head back and took a sip, then looked at Mo Baiyun with his peach blossom eyes.

"Tsk!" Mo Baiyun rolled her eyes. "Come on, come on, let's continue singing." She raised her hands and sang and danced to the tall and handsome guys in front of her.

Chen Sen's fingertips turned white as he held the beer bottle tightly. Yu Weiwei guessed that the two were having a quarrel, so she hurriedly pulled Chen Sen into the crowd and introduced his classmates to him.

Haifeng looked at the particularly enthusiastic woman, and his face frosted. He walked over and said, "Mr. Chen, I'll toast you a glass."

Without Fu Nanchen, the atmosphere instantly became lively again.

In the distance, two figures were moving farther and farther away...

"Why are you dragging me?" Jian Xiaoan was grabbed by the arm and walked a little way out.

She walked around in front of Fu Nanchen, looking up, "Fu Nanchen, why is it that every time you come, no one dares to say a word? Don't you have any friends?"

"What did you call me?"

"Fu...Nanchen."

"It's no longer fun since you're here." Jian Xiaoan complained a little, lowered his head and shook his arms, "I haven't had enough fun yet."

"Really? You want to play with that pretty boy?" Fu Nanchen's suppressed emotions were ignited, "He's here, why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't know he was coming. Besides, there's nothing between him and me. Why do you keep holding on to me?" Jian Xiaoan's tone was not very good. After she finished speaking, she grabbed her collar with her fingers and pulled it down, "This is a one-shoulder collar."

A large area of ​​snow-white skin was exposed. Fu Nanchen raised his hand and pulled it back for her, "Why are you exposing so much?"

"That's it." Jian Xiaoan continued, staring at him with her big eyes. Although she couldn't make out the anger in his eyes in the darkness, she could still feel the heavy breathing in front of her.

Fu Nanchen pulled it up again, and the cloth hurt her skin slightly.

"Hmph!" Jian Xiaoan was so angry that her chest heaved. She turned around and ignored him.

"I came all this way to find you, and you're mad at me?" Fu Nanchen pulled her shoulders aside and growled, "Why haven't I seen you so happy when you're with me? Come on, jump for me too."

Jian Xiaoan frowned, "You hurt me. This is how it is when people of the same age are together. It's you who doesn't fit in."

Fu Nanchen: "......"

"You get along well with that pretty boy?" Fu Nanchen pinched her chin, "He's always thinking about you, right!"

Jian Xiaoan turned her head away, stared at him with her big eyes, and kept her lips tightly closed without explaining a word.

She felt a certain freedom disappearing bit by bit.

"Speak, why are you staring at me?"

"You are too controlling. I don't have any personal space at all. I don't like it." Jian Xiaoan said, feeling a little sour in her nose.

"You just found out about this today? Why didn't you tell me before? Are you free as long as you're with that pretty boy?" Fu Nanchen's face was filled with anger, and his voice was lowered a few notches.

"I said, there is nothing between him and me, why don't you believe me?" Jian Xiaoan pushed him and turned to walk away.

Fu Nanchen followed her and grabbed her wrist, "Where are you going?"

"None of your business!" Jian Xiaoan shook off his hand, but was held tighter. "I hate you!"

"I should have locked you up in Moon Bay!" Fu Nanchen held her waist tightly with his big hand and pulled her closer to him, "There wouldn't be so many problems!"

"You...I'm not the canary you raised!" Jian Xiaoan yelled at him.

The tip of her nose felt sore and tears welled up in her eyes. The light shone on her face and her long eyelashes trembled slightly. She tried hard not to let the tears flow out.

Fu Nanchen looked at the big watery eyes in front of him and his heart sank.

He shouldn't have let her out!

He clamped his large, bony hands around her neck and leaned over to kiss her, a kiss so intense that he wanted to completely engulf her.

"Um...don't..." Jian Xiaoan patted his shoulders with both hands, but the strength difference was too great.

.......