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

"Puchi." Jian Xiaoan couldn't help laughing when she saw him begging for mercy.

What on earth is he?

How can one person be both cold and hot?

"Fu Nanchen, how do you celebrate the New Year in your family? Is it the same as an ordinary family?" Jian Xiaoan snuggled in his arms, looking at him curiously.

"Yeah, same thing. Grandpa and grandma don't have too many rules. Someone will give you a lot of red envelopes tomorrow, so don't be polite." Fu Nanchen pinched her with his fingertips.

"Is this a bad idea? Do I need to prepare anything? Should I give red envelopes to Nanfeng and Nanjing? I should have prepared it early. It's all my fault." Jian Xiaoan pouted.

"No, the little one will definitely give it to you secretly. If you don't believe me, just check tomorrow."

Two sycophants!

Fu Nanchen held her tightly in his arms and said, "Don't kiss me secretly... there at night."

Jian Xiaoan: “…”

"I will give you a big red envelope tomorrow... I will buy you new... clothes... a... car... a big airplane... and fly it over there..." Fu Nanchen muttered to himself and fell asleep in a daze.

With Jian Xiaoan around, he fell asleep quickly every time, and she snuggled into his arms...

......

In Diting Garden, Chen Sen was not sleepy at the moment. He went back to Lu's house on New Year's Eve and barely had a reunion dinner. Everyone at the dinner table was competing with each other and crushing each other in various ways. They were obviously a family, but they all had their own thoughts.

Because after New Year's Day, at a gathering of celebrities, the three women exaggerated what happened that night, saying that he had sexual dysfunction and that he "couldn't" even touch beautiful women, and they made it sound supernatural.

Not long after, the news reached Luo Meng's ears. She cried, made a fuss, and even threatened to hang herself at home, but still failed to cancel her engagement with Chen Sen.

Chen Sen turned on the TV and lay on the sofa, looking at the red envelope sent by Qiu Yunting on his mobile phone. This was the only happy thing today, and he smiled with relief.

......

Outside the window, fireworks were set off again in the night sky, and the sound of firecrackers continued until dawn...

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Beizhe hadn't slept yet. He stood by the bedroom window, watching the fireworks outside and listening to the sound of firecrackers, but the image of Jian Xiaoan as a child appeared in front of him.

"Brother Beizhe, help me fire this cannon."

As soon as he lit it, he saw Jian Xiaoan covering her ears and hiding behind him.

On New Year's Eve, she would go to their house to pay New Year's greetings, and Beizhe would save his pocket money and give it to her secretly.

I don't know where she is tonight? Is she with that man? Are they serious?

"Xiao An, Happy New Year." Beizhe opened the chat interface, only to receive a blessing text message from Jian Xiaoan during dinner.

Teacher Wen stood at the door and knocked before going in, "Beizhe, Mom wants to invite Dawei over in a couple of days, you two can have a good chat."

Beizhe didn't say anything, just nodded.

Fireworks from somewhere suddenly lit up the entire night sky, and Beizhe kept watching...

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On the first floor of the villa, a group of young people got up very early. They were already wearing new clothes and were greeting their elders and asking for red envelopes.

Fu Nanfeng's pockets were stuffed with red envelopes, and he was holding three or four in his hands. He sat quietly by the door of Fu Nanchen's bedroom.

He would wait for his sister to wake up and be the first one to wish her a happy new year.

Just as he was thinking, he heard the sound of the door opening behind him. He turned around and looked up, "Sister, get up, Happy New Year!"

A clear little voice came out from a cigarette, and Jian Xiaoan started laughing without even seeing anyone.

His voice is so distinctive!

Jian Xiaoan half squatted and pinched his face with her fingers, "Nanfeng, Happy New Year, sister will give you a red envelope later."

Fu Nanchen lowered his eyes and looked at the two people in front of him, and his sight just happened to fall on Fu Nanfeng.

"Brother, Happy...New Year." He took a step back.

"I wish a happy new year to my sister and my elder brother." After saying that, he kowtowed.

Jian Xiaoan hurriedly pulled him up and said, "Sister, you don't have to kowtow. You can kowtow to grandma and grandpa later."

"Here." Fu Nanfeng took out the biggest red envelope and stuffed it into Jian Xiaoan's pocket. "Buy milk tea for my sister."

Fu Nanchen's lips curled up, knowing that this little guy would do this.

"Sister, you can't have it." Jian Xiaoan stuffed it back into his pocket.

"I want it." Fu Nanfeng saw the red envelope in his hand disappeared in the blink of an eye. He looked up at Fu Nanchen, "Hehe."

It was robbed by the big brother again!

"Well, big brother, take it and buy some milk tea. I'll give one to your sister." Fu Nanfeng took out a big red envelope from his other pocket and stuffed it into Jian Xiaoan's hand.

"I'll keep it." Before Jian Xiaoan could take the red envelope, Fu Nanchen snatched it away.

They both looked up at Fu Nanchen.

Fu Nanchen tilted his head and whistled, "Everyone go down." Then he turned and walked into the room.

Sure enough, this little guy has bad intentions! He blocked the door so early in the morning!

Fu Nanfeng smiled awkwardly and blinked her peach blossom eyes vigorously, "It's okay, sister, let's go downstairs."

Jian Xiaoan stood up and pulled him downstairs. When they were halfway there, they were separated by Fu Nanchen.

"Don't pull my sister anymore, understand?"

How can a little kid be so casual?

Fu Nanfeng's raised little hand was still suspended in mid-air, feeling cold!

As Jian Xiaoan just went downstairs, she saw her grandmother stand up and hurried over, "Xiaoan, come here, did you sleep well last night?" She said as she took Fu Nanchen's hand away.

Didn't forget to glare at him!

I'm 24 years old, why am I so clingy?

What a love-brained person!

When a man is in love, his life will be better!

Qiu Yunting took Jian Xiaoan to greet the elders. When he saw the red envelope, Qiu Yunting whispered in her ear, "Take it, take it. If it's given to you, take it."

Don’t even miss every single one.

Jian Xiaoan could only hold the red envelope with both hands, looking very embarrassed. Everyone could see that Qiu Yunting had recognized Jian Xiaoan and was very polite to her.

Although it was heard that she was not well-matched with him, no one dared to comment on it privately.

"Come, go to grandma's room."

Passing by Fu Nanchen, he whispered, "Grandma will prepare special meals for you." After saying that, he made a gesture of counting money to her.

Qiu Yunting closed the door and took out a bank card from the drawer of the desk. "Xiao An, this is the pocket money grandma gave you. Save it. Grandma thinks the milk tea shop is doing well. You can start your own business with this money in the future."

Qiu Yunting said as he stuffed the card into Jian Xiaoan's hand, "The password is Nanchen's birthday. Do you know when his birthday is?"

"I don't know." Jian Xiaoan shook his head.

"June 18th."

"Ah, mine is also June 18th." Jian Xiaoan looked at Qiu Yunting in disbelief. Is it such a coincidence?

Qiu Yunting held her hand, his eyebrows curved, "What a coincidence, it's fate."

"Grandma, I can't take the money in here." Jian Xiaoan stopped smiling and wanted to return the bank card to Qiu Yunting.

Qiu Yunting put the card in her pocket again, "What can't you take? Be obedient."

Jian Xiaoan bit her red lips and looked down at the red envelope in her arms. This was the first time she was spoiled like this. Her eyes were a little moist. "Thank you, grandma."

"Go ahead and put the red envelopes upstairs and come down to eat later." Qiu Yunting patted her on the back.

As soon as they opened the door, they saw a tall man blocking the door, "Grandma, how much?"

"You little brat, what are you doing secretly? Don't try to take advantage of my grandma." Qiu Yunting said as he pushed him away.

Fu Nanchen took Jian Xiaoan and walked upstairs, "How much did grandma give?"

He whispered in her ear as he spoke.

"Fu Nanchen, we both have the same birthday." Jian Xiaoan held the card, "The password is your birthday."

"I know." Fu Nanchen didn't seem surprised. "You'll know the next day, little guy."

He put his arm around Jian Xiaoan's shoulders and walked upstairs. "Do you like the house in Ditingyuan?"

Jian Xiaoan tilted her head and looked at him, "I like it, the scenery is great."

"It's yours." Fu Nanchen opened the door and held all the red envelopes in her hand on the bed, "Open it and take a look."

"Ah? No, it's very expensive." Jian Xiaoan looked at him in disbelief.

This is too happy, receiving red envelopes, giving money, and even having a house.

"Where is the black card?" Fu Nanchen opened all the red envelopes one by one and placed the money inside neatly on the bed. "It's much more than when I was a kid."

"When I was a child?" When Jian Xiaoan heard these three words, he seemed to be thinking about something.

I only remember that when I was little, adults said she was ugly, stupid, and that she was picked up...