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

As soon as Jian Xiaoan arrived in front of the car, he saw the door was opened with a whoosh.

"Get in the car." Fu Nanchen stretched out his hand and pulled her into the car, closing the door and saying, "Go back to Ditingyuan."

"Here, milk tea." Jian Xiaoan sat next to him, holding the milk tea in her hand and smiling at him. She didn't seem to want to talk about what happened in the morning.

Fu Nanchen's face was tense, his dark eyes staring at her, and after a while he said, "Don't meet him again!"

He couldn't forget the fierce argument that came from the phone today, and what the man had done to her.

He was reading some information at the time when he heard the sound of two people pulling each other. In his mind, he already imagined what the man was going to do to Jian Xiaoan.

Especially when he heard the man on the other end of the phone say, "You can't leave, I won't let you leave!", he was about to collapse. He almost rushed downstairs and stumbled into the car.

The M chip base is about an hour's drive from the city. Along the way, Wang Dabao ran through several red lights in succession. It was not until Jian Xiaoan called to report that he was safe that he gradually let go of his worries.

Less than half an hour passed, but to him it felt like a century.

While talking on the phone, he urged Wang Dabao to drive.

During this journey, an idea flashed through his mind: he wanted to hide Jian Xiaoan in Moon Bay, where it was safe. No one could take her away, and no one could touch her!

Jian Xiaoan looked at Fu Nanchen in front of her with a livid face. She put down the milk tea in her hand and looked up at him, "Fu Nanchen, I'm fine today. Look, I'm fine now, right?"

Jian Xiaoan stretched out her arms as she spoke, a faint smile on her lips.

"Look, look, I'm not missing anything. Thank you for teaching me self-defense." Jian Xiaoan touched his arms back and forth with his left and right hands.

She didn't want to make Fu Nanchen worry.

She knew clearly what would happen next if she didn't escape today.

Today, Jian Xiaoan saw for the first time in Beizhe's eyes an irrepressible possessiveness, as well as the love and desire between adults.

During the two hours she was on the job, she recalled that scene, that violent argument, more than once.

Jian Xiaoan decided to re-examine the relationship between her and Beizhe.

Fu Nanchen looked at her laughing and playing in front of him as if nothing had happened, then he put his arm around her slender waist and held her tightly in his arms.

The roads in the city are extremely congested, and the streets are bustling with people coming and going.

Jian Xiaoan was hugged tightly by him. Looking through the car window, she saw three or five couples walking on the path with smiles on their faces.

At this moment, the car was very quiet and she could hear Fu Nanchen's rhythmic heartbeat.

Thump thump.

She still remembered the last time she heard such a heartbeat. It was the second day after they met. That day she sat on his lap and he hugged her tightly.

Just like today, he was so quiet.

Thinking of this, Jian Xiaoan slowly raised her arms and wrapped them around his waist. After a moment, she wrapped them tighter.

"Fu Nanchen." She whispered in his ear, "Thank you."

This was the first time that Jian Xiaoan felt his embrace so deeply. She couldn't explain why, but having him around always gave her an inexplicable sense of security.

From the initial defensiveness to gradual acceptance, subtle and fragmented care silently permeates her every day.

why?

Jian Xiaoan had thought about this question before. Could it be because she was very similar to the woman in his mind?

She is confused!

Is it a replacement? Will it ever be replaced?

"Jian Xiaoan, can you stay in Moon Bay from now on?" Fu Nanchen hugged her for a long time and said something.

Jian Xiaoan didn't understand, so she let go of his hand and looked up at him, "What do you mean?"

Fu Nanchen gently pinched her chin and looked at her with deep eyes, "Just don't go anywhere, just stay at home, okay?"

For the first time, he had an impulsive thought. He didn't want her to leave his sight.

Jian Xiaoan understood the meaning behind his words, and said with a smile, "I have a job, how can I stay at home all the time?"

She knew that he said that because he was worried about her.

"Don't worry too much. I'll be careful next time." Jian Xiaoan said as he inserted the straw into the milk tea and handed it to Fu Nanchen. "Today's is different. Take a sip."

Fu Nanchen took the milk tea, but unlike before when he took a big gulp, he just took a small sip.

"Is it delicious?" Jian Xiaoan tilted her head and looked at him with her crescent eyes.

"Yeah." Fu Nanchen nodded, his bony fingers tightly gripping the milk tea cup.

He didn't continue drinking, but lowered his head and stared at the straw. After a while, he looked up at her and said, "Jian Xiaoan, can you not go to work?"

"Ah?" Jian Xiaoan looked up at him, "It's good to go to work. I need to work."

Fu Nanchen didn't say anything, picked up the milk tea and continued to sip.

Jian Xiaoan raised her hand and gently placed it on the back of his hand, caressing his skin with her jade-like fingertips, as if to comfort him, "Fu Nanchen, don't worry too much."

Fu Nanchen nodded.

At this moment, Fu Nanchen seemed like a child in her eyes.

The vehicle soon stopped at the Ditingyuan parking lot. Fu Nanchen held Jian Xiaoan in one hand and walked towards the elevator with a cup of milk tea in the other.

The room is still as clean and tidy as usual. Aunt Chen comes to clean every two days and puts a bunch of fresh lychee roses in the vase in the living room.

A faint rose scent permeates the entire room.

"Fu Nanchen, why are there such flowers in Moon Bay and here?" Jian Xiaoan leaned over and smelled the fragrance of the flowers.

"This is my mother's favorite flower." Fu Nanchen walked beside her, hugged her tightly from behind, and whispered in her ear.

Jian Xiaoan paused for a second, turned around and looked at him, "Oh, sorry."

He rarely talked about his mother, and Jian Xiaoan never asked.

Fu Nanchen's slender arms tightly embraced her slender waist, and he looked down at her, "What did he ask you to do today?"

"His mother said she couldn't contact him last night, so she asked me to go check on him. He seemed to have been drinking and hadn't turned on his phone."

Fu Nanchen listened carefully, thought for a moment and then asked, "Then what? Why did he steal your phone? What else did he do to you?"

Jian Xiaoan lowered her head and remained silent for a while, biting her red lips with her white pearly teeth. After a while, she said, "He...he said he wanted to marry me."

"Huh? What else?" Fu Nanchen continued to ask. He heard it on the phone.

Jian Xiaoan shook her head, frowning slightly, "I didn't agree, so he...he..."

She didn't say anything else, but looked up at Fu Nanchen, pursing her red lips tightly, "He didn't touch me, really!"

She didn't know why she had to explain.

Maybe she was moved!

"is it?"

Fu Nanchen released her waist with one hand and gently pinched her chin with his bony fingers, "Did he kiss you?"

"No." Jian Xiaoan shook his head hurriedly, with uneasiness in his eyes.

"Did you kiss me on the cheek?" His fingertips slid from her lips to her fair face.

Fu Nanchen narrowed his eyes, the deep wrinkles under his eyes straightened the tail of his eyes, his eyes were deep and bottomless, he just stared at her like this...