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

Fu Nanchen hung up the phone directly and turned to walk towards Jian Xiaoan.

He picked her up and placed her on the bed, then sat next to her.

Jian Xiaoan was wearing a fitted pink bathrobe, which was tied tightly at the waist and covered the neckline.

Her black hair fell naturally behind her, with one side of her hair hooked behind her ear and the other side covering half of her face.

Her cheeks were rosy, her lips were red as water, her fingers were pinching the corner of her pajamas, and on her feet were a pair of pink slippers, exactly the same as the ones she wore in Moon Bay.

Jian Xiaoan pulled the hem of her pajamas with her hands to cover half of her calves.

"Jian Xiaoan, close your eyes." Fu Nanchen turned her shoulders and made her face him.

"Oh." She sat up straight, waiting quietly, continuing to purse her red lips.

Fu Nanchen turned around, took out an earring, and prepared to help her put it on.

The unique icy feeling of metal made Jian Xiaoan shiver and she turned her ears back, "It's so cold."

"Yeah, it will be fine soon."

Fu Nanchen's bony fingers touched her earlobe and skillfully put it on for her, then helped her put on the other one.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Jian Xiaoan, and gently tucked her hair behind her ears with his slender fingers.

He imagined countless times that he helped her put it on with his own hands, and he couldn't remember how many days it had taken him to open the box again and again.

The Moon, moon, moon.

"Come here." Fu Nanchen took her hand and walked towards the bathroom.

In the mirror, the exquisite tassel earrings swayed left and right on Jane Xiaoan's pink earlobes.

As bright as the galaxy, the starlight on earth.

Fu Nanchen placed his hands on her shoulders, leaned over and whispered behind her ear, "An An, you are so beautiful."

Jian Xiaoan was also amazed by herself in the mirror.

No one has ever praised her like this. When she was a child, her mother was always sarcastic and said that she looked like a vixen and was ugly. Once when she went home during the summer vacation of her freshman year, her mother rummaged through her schoolbag and found a lipstick in it. She opened it and applied it on her face.

He twisted her with his hands and scolded her, but she didn't know that it was a gift from Jian Xiaoan.

She has always thought that she is really ugly, and even though many people around her said that she is beautiful, she didn't take it seriously.

Thinking of this, Jian Xiaoan's nose felt sore and her eyes turned red. She forced a smile and said, "Is it very expensive?"

Fu Nanchen saw her forbearing expression in the mirror, half-knelt in front of her, pinched her face with his fingertips, "Do you like it?"

"Yeah." Jian Xiaoan nodded, and tears as big as soybeans fell from her eyes.

She seldom behaved like this in front of others, but now she cried in front of this man again and again.

Jian Xiaoan's jade-like fingertips quickly slid across her eyelids, trying to hide her inner uneasiness.

"As long as you like it." Fu Nanchen said as he held her in his arms and walked towards the bed.

Fu Nanchen put her on the bed and switched the bedroom light to warm light.

Jian Xiaoan hurriedly pulled the quilt over herself and wrapped herself tightly, lying down quietly.

Fu Nanchen was so amused by her action that he untied his bathrobe and turned over to lie beside her.

At this moment, his well-defined chest muscles were completely in Jian Xiaoan's sight, and she hurriedly looked away.

"Jian Xiaoan." Fu Nanchen turned over and covered her with his whole body. His face was very close to her, and the faint aroma of alcohol from his mouth wafted into her face.

Jian Xiaoan's whole body was tense, her red lips were tightly pursed, her breathing gradually quickened, and her throat became increasingly tighter.

She could see the full Adam's apple rolling up and down in front of her.

Fu Nanchen's eyes fell on her ears, and the pair of delicate tassel earrings fell quietly on both sides of her earlobes.

The ruby ​​is as red as fire and blooms like a flower, just like Jian Xiaoan at this moment.

"Jian Xiaoan..." Fu Nanchen rubbed his thin lips against her earlobe, and the ice of the gemstone passed along his skin like an electric current, transmitting to every part of his limbs.

"......An An." His thin lips kissed the corner of her eyes, slid across the tip of her nose, and finally landed on her lips, stained with a thin layer of water.

There was also a faint aroma of wine between her lips and teeth. Although they drank the same wine, his kiss made him feel particularly intoxicated.

Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling window, a crescent moon hangs in the night sky.

Jian Xiaoan could just see the bright moon outside the window. It should be the lower moon. The edges of the moon were a little blurry, just like her blurry heart at the moment.

She was unconscious from the kiss, and in the darkness she stared at his face.

Everything on the angular face was perfect, especially the eyes, which were long and narrow and delicate, with deep grooves on the eyelids extending to the ends of the eyes.

She could feel the growing desire in the warm breath.

"Can you do it?" Fu Nanchen bit her chin lightly with his thin lips, and his breathing became increasingly heavy.

Jian Xiaoan's fingers tightly grasped a corner of the quilt, her eyes watery, and she paused for a moment and nodded, "Yeah."

Her voice was small and timid.

She couldn't seem to find a reason to refuse, either yesterday, today, or tomorrow.

Fu Nanchen lowered his eyes and looked at her, with unspeakable emotions flashing across his eyes.

"If you feel uncomfortable, you should stop, okay?" he whispered, as if coaxing a child.

Jian Xiaoan nodded and swallowed.

Fu Nanchen raised his arms and placed them on both sides of her shoulders, and held her lips with his thin lips.

"stop."

Fu Nanchen was stunned and looked down at himself, "I haven't yet."

"You, you pressed my hair." Jian Xiaoan whispered, "It hurts."

Fu Nanchen raised his elbow, pushed all her hair to the other side, and looked down at her.

At this moment, the room was extremely quiet, with only the sound of each other's heartbeats.

He supported himself on one elbow and with his other hand tightly grasped her five fingers, intertwining their fingers.

......

"Fu Nanchen." Jian Xiaoan suddenly called his name and pushed him, looking a little flustered, "I, I think... I'm having my period."

She pushed him away and tried to get up.

"What's wrong?" Fu Nanchen looked confused and did nothing.

Jian Xiaoan pushed her away, picked up the bag on the bedside and ran to the bathroom. What a coincidence, a special situation.

She has never been able to do that before, and there have been a lot of things going on recently, so it's really a coincidence.

Looking at her leaving back, Fu Nanchen should understand something.

He lay flat on his back and took a long breath, his nostrils flared, and he grabbed his hair helplessly with both hands.

A few minutes later, Jian Xiaoan walked out of the bathroom, holding her backpack tightly in her hands, and looked at him helplessly, "Sorry, I think I'm having my period."

She suddenly felt very ashamed. This was the first time she had encountered such a thing in front of the opposite sex.

It was a normal thing, but she felt ashamed because her two brothers laughed at her for it.

Fu Nanchen stood up, walked to her, leaned over and asked, "Does your stomach hurt?"

Jian Xiaoan shook her head, her face flushed red.

He took the bag from her hand, pulled her and said, "Lie down, it will be midnight soon, and it will be beautiful outside soon."

buzzing...

On the bedside table, Jian Xiaoan's cell phone rang again.

She walked over and the phone screen showed: Beizhe.

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