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

The bedroom curtains have a very high degree of light blocking, making the room look dim.

Jian Xiaoan was still sleeping soundly. Fu Nanchen's slender fingertips lightly touched her cheek. Maybe she was really tired. She licked his red lips, snuggled into his arms, and fell asleep again.

She herself didn't know why she could sleep so soundly next to Fu Nanchen, as if all the dangers and sufferings in the world were blocked by him.

The thought of "leaving Jiangcheng" disappeared for a moment.

What is the world like outside? Will there be a best friend like Mo Baiyun? Will there be a good job?

She had thought many times about leaving Jiangcheng alone, pulling her suitcase with her doll and a stack of diaries.

She had never left Jiangcheng, and every time she thought of this, she felt both fear and longing.

Fu Nanchen was not sleepy at all. He listened to Jian Xiaoan's even breathing, as if he was thinking about something.

He never dreamed that after searching for more than ten years, he would find such a little thing!

His An An is really a little liar and a little stubborn. What should he do with her?

Fortunately, she has never even kissed anyone on the mouth!

Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he hugged her tighter with his long arms, wishing he could hold her in his arms.

When Jian Xiaoan woke up again, it was almost ten o'clock. She opened her eyes drowsily and a handsome face appeared in her sight. He had a raised mouth, short hair hanging casually, and the scar on his brow was almost completely covered.

The deep ruts now disappeared.

"Awake?" Fu Nanchen lowered his eyes and looked at her, his voice rising at the end, as if smiling.

Jian Xiaoan leaned back and looked up at him, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

"...It's swollen." Fu Nanchen rubbed his eyes and thought, "How embarrassing."

It’s all because the milk tea made by his An An was so delicious that I gulped it down before going to bed last night!

"Hahaha..." Jian Xiaoan paused for a second while laughing, then immediately covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes wide open, "What time is it? What time is it?"

"Hahahaha." Fu Nanchen couldn't help laughing at her funny look, "Ten o'clock, hahaha."

"Impossible, let me see." She continued to cover her mouth, her eyes widened even more. She looked up at the window, it was very dark.

How can it be ten o'clock when it's not even daybreak?

Fu Nanchen reached out for the phone, turned it on and opened the photo album. He handed it to Jian Xiaoan while smiling, "Let's see who said to cover their mouths until dawn."

As the phone screen approached, Jian Xiaoan slowly lowered her hand from her mouth. She frowned deeply and glared at Fu Nanchen with her eyes rolled up. "I knew you were unreliable!"

He must have secretly taken her hand away in the middle of the night!

knock knock.

At this time there was a knock on the door.

Jian Xiaoan turned over and sat up, "What should I do? What should I do? It must be grandma."

She hurriedly got out of bed and turned around. She looked at Fu Nanchen lying on the bed, only to see him supporting his head with one hand and a smile on his lips.

"How am I going to face people later? Grandma will definitely scold me, and grandpa is so fierce."

Jian Xiaoan looked down at the pajamas she was wearing, "Fu Nanchen, it's all your fault!"

knock knock.

"Xiao An, are you awake?" Qiu Yunting's voice came from outside the door.

Jian Xiaoan hurriedly tidied her hair and walked to open the door, then saw Qiu Yunting holding her clothes in his hand.

"Grandma Qiu, I, I'll go downstairs right away." Jian Xiaoan took the clothes, her eyes a little flustered. She avoided Qiu Yunting and walked towards the cloakroom with the clothes in her arms.

Qiu Yunting looked at Fu Nanchen's posture on the bed, reached out and picked up a stick from outside the door, turned back to the room, and walked straight to the bed. "You really want to be beaten, who told you to climb the window in the middle of the night?"

She swung the stick and hit the bed, and Fu Nanchen jumped up and jumped off the bed.

Grandma has changed. She used to just glare at him, but now that Jian Xiaoan is here, everything has changed!

"Grandma, I didn't do anything." Fu Nanchen stood with his hands on the head of the bed, raised his eyebrows and showed a smug smile.

Qiu Yunting pointed the stick at him, "Are you sure?"

"Sure!" Fu Nanchen nodded, his lips still curled, "If you don't believe me, ask Jian Xiaoan."

"Tsk." Qiu Yunting paused suddenly, as if she was thinking about something. She frowned and looked at Fu Nanchen for a moment, "Do you... like men or women?"

There were rumors online that Fu Nanchen's sexual orientation was unknown, and she seemed to have really believed it.

Besides, what if I held such a beautiful girl in my arms and did nothing?

She still didn't believe it.

Fu Nanchen: "......"

At this time, Jian Xiaoan pushed the door open and came out. She just saw the stick in Qiu Yunting's hand. She hurried over and said, "Grandma, Fu Nanchen had a stomachache after drinking milk tea last night. I brought him medicine."

As she spoke, she took the stick from Qiu Yunting's hand and said, "It was too late, so I didn't go down."

Jian Xiaoan gently grasped Qiu Yunting's wrist with her jade-like fingers and said seriously, "Grandma, he really didn't do anything."

"Really?" Qiu Yunting looked Fu Nanchen up and down, walked around the bed and approached him, staring straight at his face, and whispered, "Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Fu Nanchen: "......"

He knew that his grandmother was very trendy and open-minded, but at this moment he actually saw the word "pervert" on her face.

Thinking of this, Fu Nanchen walked around Qiuyun Pavilion directly, wearing his home clothes and pulling Jian Xiaoan outside, "Let's go eat, and then we'll go back to Moon Bay!"

He wants to go back to Moon Bay, where he can let his An An sleep however he wants!

"Fu Nanchen, let me go, there are a lot of people downstairs." Jian Xiaoan tried to break free.

It’s over. I’ll be too embarrassed to face anyone now that everyone knows they slept together last night!

She slept until ten o'clock. Who knows what his parents would say to her: Not getting up in the morning, living together before marriage, shameless!

When he reached the corner of the stairs, Jian Xiaoan saw that everyone was sitting in the reception room, especially Fu Nanfeng, whose eyes were facing the stairs.

He stared at Jian Xiaoan, his peach blossom eyes widening as he spoke in a smoky voice, "Sister, no one knows that you two slept together."

In an instant, everyone turned their heads and looked behind them!

These words rushed into Jian Xiaoan's ears like an electric current. She quickly pulled her hand out, her cheeks flushed red, and she felt like there was chewing gum stuck to the soles of her feet with every step she took.

Very sticky!

She wished she could find a gap to crawl into.

"Well, I'll take Xiao An to dinner." Fu Nanchen walked straight through the living room to the dining table as if he didn't see anything.

Jian Xiaoan followed Fu Nanchen closely, stopping in the middle to greet everyone politely.

"Good morning, Grandpa Fu, good morning, uncle, and aunt." She glanced at Fu Nanjing beside her and nodded at him.

Fu Nanfeng followed Jian Xiaoan's gaze and sat properly. The smile on his lips gradually disappeared as she left.

Being ignored again, it feels so bad!

He lowered his head to adjust his bow tie and met Fu Nanjing's eyes.

Fu Nanjing gave him a fake smile, raised his eyebrows, and hooked his finger at him.

Fu Nanfeng put his ear closer and heard Fu Nanjing whisper: "Big brother got beaten. If you don't believe me, ask grandma."

He didn't believe that his eldest brother was so fierce! He always heard others say that his eldest brother was the fiercest, so how could grandma dare to beat him?

At this time, Qiu Yunting was seen walking down from upstairs, still holding the stick in his hand.

"Grandma, did you beat my brother with a stick?" Fu Nanfeng's smoky voice began to appear in the living room again.

Very crisp!

No wonder the eldest brother looked so unhappy just now, it seems that what the second brother said is right, no matter how old the child is, he will be beaten.

Seeing that Qiu Yunting did not answer, he continued to ask, "Grandma... um... Grandma... um..."

His little mouth was covered again...