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

"Keep an eye on it."

Fu Nanchen suddenly remembered that his previous treatment records would also be accessed by Lu Daiwei, so he directly called Dr. Han.

He made an appointment to meet with Dr. Han.

In the hospital, Jian Xiaoan was chatting with Mo Baiyun when she saw the door being pushed open. Beizhe, class monitor Yang Song, and several other classmates rushed over to see her after hearing about the situation.

"Teacher Beizhe." Mo Baiyun stood up hurriedly.

Jian Xiaoan stepped aside and said, "Teacher Beizhe, class monitor, you are all here."

"Well, after we found out, we came to check on you on behalf of our classmates. Are you burned? Is it serious?" Beizhe came over carrying fruits and flowers.

"Let me do it." Jian Xiaoan took the flowers from his hand and placed them on the bedside table.

Beizhe looked down and saw the diamond ring on Jian Xiaoan's ring finger. He paused for a second and whispered, "What a beautiful ring."

Jian Xiaoan glanced at the ring and said, "Thank you."

Mo Baiyun looked at the two of them, afraid that other students would notice something, so he hurriedly said, "Everyone, please sit down."

"Yes, yes, everyone please take a seat." Jian Xiaoan put down the flowers, turned and said to her classmates.

The classmates gathered around the bed and asked Mo Baiyun about the fire that happened during the day. They could see that her overall mental state was okay.

Jian Xiaoan stood aside and helped Mo Baiyun peel the apple.

"Jian Xiaoan, are you married?" Yang Song walked over and looked at her wearing the ring.

"Yeah." Jian Xiaoan nodded and smiled at him.

At the same time, Fu Nanchen pushed the door open. From his perspective, he saw Yang Song leaning closely against Jian Xiaoan, looking very ambiguous.

Seeing Fu Nanchen come in, they all stood up and greeted him. The originally bustling ward suddenly became quiet.

Fu Nanchen glanced at Beizhe in the crowd and his face suddenly darkened.

"Mr. Fu, Mr. Chen, you are here." Mo Baiyun was about to get out of bed but was pushed back by Jian Xiaoan.

"Don't move, just lie down, you are not a stranger."

"I'm coming." Seeing that he didn't look well, Jian Xiaoan hurried over and took his arm.

"Ms. Mo, I heard that your family is gone?" Chen Sen walked to the bedside with fruit in his hand.

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Chen." Mo Baiyun looked at him and forced a smile.

The ones who are here to enjoy the show are here.

"I can lend you my house for a few days. It's in the same neighborhood as them."

"Really?" Mo Baiyun opened his eyes wide, not quite believing it.

Is there such a good thing?

"Don't get me wrong, they are newlyweds. You are living in their house, and the 300-watt light bulb is too dazzling." Chen Sen said this deliberately when he saw Fu Nanchen's tense face.

Jian Xiaoan said hurriedly, "It's okay, Baiyun, it's okay to live with me."

"It's a waste if you don't live here. I'll move out in ten days, no, a week, as soon as I find a house." Mo Baiyun accepted it immediately. She only found out about it in the afternoon and it delayed their marriage certificate. She felt very sorry about it.

What's more, Mr. Fu's face was very dark at the moment.

"I'll treat you to a feast then."

Mo Baiyun spoke very easily, not at all like someone who had experienced life and death. He was a natural optimist.

She is already very contented that she believes that those who survive a great disaster will be blessed in the future.

"Forget it, I'll thank you if you keep the secret for me."

"What secret?" Jian Xiaoan stared at Fu Nanchen with eyes wide open, "Do they have a secret?"

There's really nothing going on between them, right?

Fu Nanchen scratched her nose and said lovingly, "Little gossip."

"Mr. Chen, please don't bully Bai Yun." Jian Xiaoan frowned and looked at Chen Sen seriously.

I heard that he is the king of the sea, rich and handsome. Her Baiyun only wants to make money all day long, so don't be fooled.

"Xiao An, what are you thinking about?" Mo Baiyun pried open his eyelids with his hands and made a face.

The classmates around laughed, and the tense atmosphere was relieved at once.

At this time, the nurse came in and took her temperature. "You're basically fine. You can be discharged tomorrow. Don't let the burn on your arm get wet."

"Xiao An, you guys should go back early. There are nurses here tonight. I will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow after a good night's sleep."

There are three men here, and they all look unhappy.

"No, that won't work. How can I let you stay here alone?" Jian Xiaoan pulled a stool over and sat opposite her.

Mo Baiyun looked at Fu Nanchen. His face was dark.

"It's okay, you see I'm fine. You have to chat here at night and disturb my sleep. Come and pick me up early tomorrow morning. Be obedient."

"Can you really?" Jian Xiaoan insisted on accompanying her.

"It's really okay. I'll go to bed early tonight. Please go back and prepare some clothes for me. I have nothing now." Mo Baiyun shrugged. "Come early tomorrow."

Seeing that Mo Baiyun was determined not to let her accompany him, Jian Xiaoan had no choice but to give up and promised to pick her up early in the morning.

"Thank you, Mr. Chen." Mo Baiyun smiled at Chen Sen.

This is true. I didn’t expect that at the most critical moment, I would have a temporary place to stay.

Jian Xiaoan gave repeated instructions before leaving the hospital.

When they returned to Diting Garden, Qiu Yunting had already left and a cooked dinner was placed on the dining table.

"Fu Nanchen, thank you for today." Jian Xiaoan picked up some food for him and said sweetly, "You are so nice."

"Hmph." Fu Nanchen snorted and looked up at her, "Thank me well tonight."

Jian Xiaoan: “…”

Let’s eat seriously.

There was a moment of silence at the table. The two of them lowered their heads and ate their meals, but were thinking about the same thing.

Fu Nanchen was the first to break the silence, "Who is that guy talking to you?"

"Squad leader Yang Song."

"Stay away from him." Fu Nanchen said, "Men understand men best."

In just a few minutes, he noticed that Yang Song looked at Jian Xiaoan differently.

Jian Xiaoan was stunned for a moment, and sniffed the table hard, "It's so sour."

Fu Nanchen pinched her face and said, "Wait for a moment."

After dinner, Fu Nanchen took the initiative to wash the dishes. Jian Xiaoan looked at him from the side, thinking, "Is this how you live?"

Grandma often says this these days: Live a good life.

"Well, from today on you are my wife." Fu Nanchen pointed his wet fingers at her face.

"People are marrying and having children later nowadays. Why are you in such a hurry to get married at such a young age?"

He is only 24 years old and is a wealthy man.

Fu Nanchen smiled, squinting his eyes and staring at her, with a big arc at the corner of his mouth, and said after a while, "I want to sleep with you."

What a big truth.

"Grandma doesn't care about me now." Fu Nanchen shook the water off his hands, picked up Jian Xiaoan and walked towards the bedroom.

Jian Xiaoan struggled to get down, "I just finished dinner."

"Then I'll learn how to eat you." Fu Nanchen patted her on the butt, "Be obedient."

As soon as she entered the bedroom, she was pushed against the wall. The bedroom light was not turned on yet. Jian Xiaoan whispered, "Fu Nanchen."

"Call me husband." Fu Nanchen said in a low and hoarse voice.

Jian Xiaoan's hands were on his shoulders, and her heartbeat began to speed up: "......"

"Shout out, I'll listen."

Jian Xiaoan's cheeks began to turn red. She hugged his neck with both hands and rested her face on his shoulder, "......"

She couldn't open her mouth.

"Be obedient." Fu Nanchen couldn't see her expression clearly, but he could feel her burning ears and the sound of her heartbeat in her chest.

Very hot, very fast.

This little guy, why is he so shy?

"Hey......"

Fu Nanchen turned his head and bit her earlobe with his thin lips...