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

In the bedroom, Fu Nanchen leaned on the sofa, his face tense and silent, while Jian Xiaoan sat quietly beside him.

The night was particularly quiet, and Jian Xiaoan seemed to understand why he had been smoking in the middle of the night recently.

Fu Nanchen raised his hand and held her in his arms, and asked her softly, "I'm sorry, are you scared?"

He never wanted the woman in front of him to know what he was like in the past.

Jian Xiaoan shook her head and put her slender wrist around his waist, "No." After that, she hugged him tighter and couldn't help but burrow into his arms, "Love you, husband."

She looked up at him, her eyes were clean and clear, as if washed by water, with a warm smile on her delicate face, her long eyelashes flickering, and the small mole at the end of her eye was particularly lively.

Fu Nanchen held her face and kissed her deeply, his lips and tongue madly absorbing her sweetness. He tore off the woman's clothes and kissed her from top to bottom with passion...

Jian Xiaoan inserted her slender fingers into his hair and responded enthusiastically, her fingertips couldn't help but scratching red marks, "Husband..."

Her voice trembled, and she climbed her arms around his neck, pressing him down. Jian Xiaoan bit his lips hard and kissed his tall, cold, white Adam's apple passionately...

Fu Nanchen's breathing stagnated and his hands clenched into fists. He looked up at her with emotion in his eyes and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Don't leave me!" Fu Nanchen bit her shoulder hard, his voice hoarse.

Jian Xiaoan endured the pain in her shoulder, nodded without hesitation, and leaned on his chest.

Each other's breathing was heavy, and their heartbeats rose and fell with their chests...

......

The morning breeze rustled the leaves, and birds flew around on the branches...

Fu Nanfeng woke up at dawn in the morning. Unlike usual, he did not continue to sleep in. Instead, he got up, washed, dressed, and went out quietly.

The moment he opened the door, he had a feeling that he had suddenly grown up and could do a lot of things for his family.

Fu Nanfeng adjusted his bow tie with both hands and walked down the stairs. He did not go to the first floor, but turned directly to the third floor. There was a row of chairs at the end of the corridor, so he sat there quietly, looking at Fu Nanchen's bedroom door from time to time.

About an hour later, Fu Nanchen and Jian Xiaoan opened the door and came out.

"Big brother." As soon as the door opened, Fu Nanfeng ran over, "Good morning, big brother."

"Nanfeng, have you been waiting at the door?" Jian Xiaoan squatted down and pinched his face.

"Well, I'll wait for you to come downstairs together."

Fu Nanchen looked down at him and habitually pushed the back of his head with his big hand, "Let's go."

Fu Nanfeng was seen walking down the stairs, holding an adult in one hand.

At this time, Qiu Yunting was already in the living room. Looking at the three people approaching, he said in a kind tone, "Xiao An, you and Nanchen should have a child. If it's a girl, she will definitely be very beautiful."

"Sister-in-law, I'll help you look after your sister."

"You're wrong. She's not a sister, but a niece." The adults laughed, and Fu Nanfeng nodded, not quite understanding.

Until the two of them left, no one in the Fu family mentioned what happened yesterday.

Busy days followed one after another, and Fu Nanchen and Jian Xiaoan traveled back and forth between the chip base and the headquarters. As she became more and more proficient in the business, she could almost take charge of it on her own. She was also recognized by her colleagues in the company and often brought work home after get off work.

She brought work home again that day. It was already nine o'clock in the evening. When Jian Xiaoan was concentrating on her work, the door was pushed open. Fu Nanchen walked in and closed the computer directly. "Jian Xiaoan, why do you always bring work home?"

Before he could save the data he had just created, Jian Xiaoan hurriedly opened the computer again, "Oh, it hasn't been saved yet, wait a minute."

Fu Nanchen looked gloomy, watching her save the data and take the computer directly, "Don't do it."

After saying that, he pulled her arm and walked outside.

Jian Xiaoan followed behind him and was dragged by him, "What are you doing? I just want to do my job well. Hey, let me go and talk properly."

Fu Nanchen pushed her to sit on the bed, with his hands on both sides, his eyebrows furrowed, and his tone was overbearing, "I don't like you doing this."

She only had work in her eyes and not him. She just went to bed and did nothing.

"I just want to help you do more things. It's just work, not looking for a man outside. What's the matter?"

"you dare!"

"Don't dare!"

It's annoying enough to have him alone! Clingy!

Seeing this, Jian Xiaoan decided to coax him, as he was quite addicted.

She used her best skills again, put her arms around his neck, and pinched her throat, "Honey, I was wrong. I shouldn't have worked overtime every day, my salary didn't increase, and I was scolded by my boss. What did I want? Damn capitalists!"

Fu Nanchen: “….”

There's nothing wrong with that.

She looked at him, raised her legs and wrapped them around his waist, and with a strong hook, she brought him to her side, "Hubby, don't be angry."

The demo will fascinate you.

"You seduced me?" Fu Nanchen grabbed her ankles with his backhand, "Have you thought about the consequences?"

"I've thought about it." Jian Xiaoan used her fingers to pick at his belt, gently stroking his strong abdominal muscles through the fabric, with affection in her eyes, she leaned close to his ear and whispered, "You... badly..."

After she finished speaking, her fair cheeks turned red, and she buried herself in his arms. The woman's extreme teasing made Fu Nanchen's throat tighten, and his Adam's apple rolled. He directly tore off the woman's work clothes and kissed her passionately...

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The sound of water gurgling in the bathroom, and overlapping figures in the white mist...

Back in the bedroom again, Jian Xiaoan couldn't tell whether it was tears or moisture in her eyes. Fu Nanchen pulled open the curtains and placed his big hand on the glass of the French window. The throbbing veins stretched up along his arm...

The water stains on my palms slid down the glass...

......

The lights of the city flickered, the moon set and the sun rose, and the morning light began to rise...

Jian Xiaoan was begging for mercy even in her dreams. Fu Nanchen, who was awakened, curled his lips even deeper. He kissed her lips again and stroked her back up and down with his palm.

The teasing that seemed to make her half awake made her unable to help but let out a "hmm", and she completely sank into it again...

After waking up again, Fu Nanchen was already dressed, wearing a black shirt with black trousers and a tie tied neatly.

"Husband, cough cough..." Jian Xiaoan opened her mouth, but her throat was hoarse and she couldn't speak.

Fu Nanchen rubbed her face with his tie and teased her with his voice, "Do you want more...hard..."

Jian Xiaoan grabbed the quilt and covered her head with it, which was even more embarrassing than the first time.

"Go away." A muffled voice came from under the quilt, "I need to take a day off today."

"No, that won't work. I'm working, why should you take a day off? Hurry up and get up." Fu Nanchen lifted the quilt and patted her on the buttocks twice. He saw the kiss marks on her waist, neither light nor heavy.

"I have a sore throat."

"You didn't ask me to do that? You want me to be really..."

"Ah... stop talking!" Jian Xiaoan slid out from the other side of the quilt and slipped into the bathroom barefoot...

She felt something soft under her feet, and when she looked down she saw that it was her torn work clothes. Jian Xiaoan hurriedly picked them up and put them away.

I can't even look at it anymore at work...