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

Wang Dabao glanced at the rearview mirror, quickly turned the steering wheel, turned around and drove back, stepping on the accelerator very quickly.

What happened to Mr. Fu today? I have never seen him so anxious to bring a woman back to Moon Bay.

There are rumors that Fu Shao’s sexual orientation is unknown, and even Wang Dabao believes it. He has seen with his own eyes a woman sitting in his arms and rubbing against him, and Fu Shao kicked her out without any reaction.

Thinking of this, Wang Dabao rushed back at full speed.

A sharp braking sound was heard, and the wheels rapidly rolled over the white line in the middle of the road. Jian Xiaoan watched the traffic light in front of him being left behind.

Due to inertia, she leaned towards the car door and felt dizzy.

"Mr. Fu, please put me down. I, I have to go home." Jian Xiaoan looked at him with a slightly tearful voice.

Moon Bay, Jian Xiaoan didn’t know where this place was, but it must not be a good place. Thinking of this, she stood up and prepared to open the car door and jump out.

Click, and only the sound of the car door being locked was heard.

Fu Nanchen next to him, on the other hand, had a calm expression on his face. He leaned back in his chair, pursed his thin lips, and stared straight ahead with his black eyes.

In an instant, the carriage was dead silent. Fu Nanchen spread his long legs, took the ring from his left index finger and put it on his right index finger. His thumb nail inadvertently pinched the tip of his index finger so hard that it turned white.

Jian Xiaoan glanced at Fu Nanchen and quietly moved forward.

His dark eyes were so cold that she was scared, especially the scar at the end of his eye. She thought to herself, could it be that he had just escaped from the tiger's mouth and fell into the wolf's den?

No, she had to find a way to get away. The only way was to run as fast as she could when they weren't paying attention when getting off the bus.

Thinking of this, Jian Xiaoan quietly reached for the side of his boots, where there was a special self-defense tool.

She silently memorized the road signs along the way. Jane Xiaoan didn't know what would happen next, nor did she know where she would go tonight.

She stared absentmindedly at the green plants on both sides of the road. The branches were hung with red lanterns, which looked very festive.

New Year's Day is in two days. There are people coming and going on the street. A couple is walking together. The boy touches the girl's head lovingly. The girl looks up and smiles in response to him, her eyes full of love.

Jian Xiaoan was distracted, his vision stretched by the scene in front of him.

I’m so envious. I’m really envious.

At this moment, the car was surprisingly quiet.

"Oh." Jian Xiaoan sighed, turned his head and looked out the window with a distracted look.

Fu Nanchen closed his eyes slightly, leaned lazily on the chair, and looked up at her.

I only saw a thin figure huddled on the wide seat, and she used her fingers to randomly draw circles on the car window glass, one circle, two circles, three circles...

A loose black windbreaker wrapped around her thin body, and her little face under the baseball cap was vaguely visible through the car window.

After about half an hour, the car drove onto a straight road with lakes on both sides, as if driving on a water highway.

Soon, we turned left at the end of the road and saw the three big words "Moon Bay" in the distance.

Jian Xiaoan turned to look at Fu Nanchen, only to see that his eyes were closed and there was no expression on his face.

"Master, we're here."

Butler Feng Yue came down from the front door, opened the car door, stood up and said, "Miss, please get out of the car."

Jian Xiaoan leaned out and looked outside. A middle-aged woman was standing next to Feng Yue with a kind smile on her face.

She casually pushed the palm-sized self-defense tool into her sleeve, pressed the side of the tool with her middle finger, and got out of the car.

Jian Xiaoan quickly looked around. The tall villa blocked most of her view. The water in the fountain in front of the building was slightly chilly, making her shiver.

She needs to get out of here quickly.

"Let's go."

Jian Xiaoan got out of the car and just turned around when she saw Fu Nanchen's tall figure pressing down on her.

"Fu, Mr. Fu, let me go home." Jian Xiaoan said in a low voice, pretending to compromise, and his eyes swept across the rear of the car.

She didn't expect that her expression just now had been seen by the man in front of her.

Just as she turned around and prepared to run, she suddenly felt a pain in her wrist. Fu Nanchen had grasped it tightly.

"Let me go." Jian Xiaoan turned his wrist while struggling, and with the other hand he tightly grasped the tool that slipped out of his sleeve. He quickly bit one side with his teeth, pulled it out and stabbed it quickly towards his shoulder.

The three-centimeter-long blade pierced directly into his right shoulder.

"Hiss..." Fu Nanchen frowned slightly, turned his head to look at the handle of the knife embedded in the clothes, and glanced at Jian Xiaoan.

This action scared Feng Yue so much that he stepped behind Jian Xiaoan and hit her neck with his elbow.

"Master, are you okay?"

Jian Xiaoan didn't have time to react and fainted in Fu Nanchen's arms, without even having time to pull out the handle of the knife in his hand.

Aunt Chen looked at Fu Nanchen in horror. Wang Dabao ran over when he heard the voice. "Who is it?"

"Master, I will check this woman's background right away to see if she is in the same group as last time."

Feng Yue's nervous expression revealed his uneasiness. Could it be that this group of people followed him to Jiangcheng from abroad?

"I want all her information tomorrow morning."

Fu Nanchen's tone was calm, without Feng Yue's nervousness. He picked up Jian Xiaoan and walked straight into the villa.

"Aunt Chen, go get the medicine box." Feng Yue waved at Aunt Chen and followed Fu Nanchen in.

"No need, everyone go down!" Fu Nanchen said this and walked into the hall.

"Uncle Feng, what's going on?" Wang Dabao didn't have time to see clearly what was happening.

"Dabao, have the bodyguards patrol as fast as possible and report any abnormalities immediately."

Looking at the heavy-faced steward Feng Yue, Wang Dabao did not dare to neglect him and turned around and ran away.

In the darkness of the night, the sudden change made everyone in Moon Bay nervous. The bodyguards dispersed and disappeared inside and outside the wall, while Feng Yue drove into the night.

Aunt Chen came out with a medicine box and saw the elevator already rising.

In the elevator, Fu Nanchen lowered his eyes to look at the woman in his arms. When the elevator door opened, he carried her into the bedroom.

He laid her gently on the big bed, raised his hand and pulled out the knife from his shoulder, bright red blood seeping along the fabric.

Fu Nanchen took off his shirt and threw it on the bed, "You are so brave."

He said this angrily, opened the cabinet, picked up the medicine box, and walked straight into the bathroom.

He could see blood seeping through the fabric of his shirt in the mirror, so he quickly unbuttoned his shirt, took it off and put it aside.

At this moment, the wound on his shoulder was oozing blood, and he gently wiped the wound with alcohol.

"Hiss..." A tingling sensation spread along the shoulder, and red blood seeped out again.

Fu Nanchen looked down at the knife next to the sink, and it was indeed a women's self-defense knife.

It's for sharpening pencils, stupid woman!

Fu Nanchen snorted coldly, turned and walked out of the bathroom.

He picked up Jian Xiaoan and placed her beside the bed, took off her boots, and took off the baseball cap on her head and placed it aside.

The warm light in the room was not so glaring. The baseball cap left a faint mark on her forehead. Her bangs were messy and stuck to her forehead. Her face was fair and clean. The small black mole at the end of her eye was hidden under her neat long eyelashes, which was particularly dazzling.

very similar!

Fu Nanchen sat on the edge of the bed, looking carefully at the unfamiliar face. The blood on his shoulder dripped down his arm onto the bed sheet.

He lifted her upper body and held her in his arms, his bony fingers stroking the bangs on her forehead.

Jian Xiaoan frowned slightly and breathed steadily.

Fu Nanchen smoothed her slightly wrinkled brows. Her eyebrows were thin and long, and the pair of crescent eyes under her eyebrows were like a new moon, gentle and soft.

"Is it you?" he murmured, and a blurry figure flashed in his dark pupils: a 4-year-old girl holding a box of jelly and smiling at him, her eyes curved like crescents, with a small mole at the end of her eye, and dimples embedded in her cheeks like clear springs.

"I'll come find you!"

Fu Nanchen looked out the window. On the huge floor-to-ceiling window glass, Jian Xiaoan's slender arms hung naturally on both sides of her body, and her long sleeves covered her small hands.

He raised his hand and held one of her hands, which was as slender as white jade.

Her hands were so cold, as if they had no warmth at all. There was a Band-Aid wrapped around her index finger, with a few squinting red foxes printed on it.

Fu Nanchen just looked at her, his towering Adam's apple rolling up and down, leaning over, and kissing her forehead with his thin lips...

......

Moon Bay is quite far from the city, and the city lights can be vaguely seen outside the window.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, he crossed his hands in front of his chest, his pair of black eyes were deep and unfathomable, and it was impossible to tell what was real or fake.

On the back, there is a deep scar extending to the shoulder.

......

The next day.

Jian Xiaoan opened her eyes dazedly and looked around. The huge floor-to-ceiling windows were a little dazzling.

She stood up and felt pain in her right shoulder blade and neck. She raised her hand to rub her neck and realized that she was in an unfamiliar environment.

The whole person suddenly woke up.

Last night, last night she didn't run away!!!

She quickly lowered her head to look at her clothes: a light grey cotton men's T-shirt, and other than underwear, nothing else.

"Where are my clothes?"

......