The cold-hearted president falls in love with the vengeful princess

Time quickly came to mid-January, and the weather was getting colder and colder, so cold that it made people shiver. Song Yuyan got up very early today. As soon as she pulled back the quilt, the room seemed to be frozen. She couldn't help shivering. She covered her shoulders and got out of bed tremblingly.

She put on her shoes and walked quickly to the bathroom. How cold was it? She felt her body shaking while washing herself. Even the water temperature when washing her face automatically turned into the feeling of cold water. Her eyes darkened and she finished washing herself as quickly as possible.

As soon as she walked out of the bathroom, she sneezed loudly. She walked quickly to the closet, opened the door, and looked down. She felt dizzy. How could she find so many dresses and suits? She frowned and closed the closet door angrily.

She walked to the door of the room again and was about to open it when it was opened instantly. She was surprised to see that the person who opened the door was her CEO boyfriend. Today he was wearing a khaki long coat with a stand-up collar, which showed off his neck perfectly. Inside he was wearing a thick cream-colored plush sweater, which was not short in style and showed off his waist.

Looking down, there is a simple, elegant and bright pair of black and white suit pants. The suit pants are just ankle length and are tailored to fit the leg shape. Song Yuyan's face turned pink, and her watery eyes stared at Nan Zeyu who was standing outside the door with an indifferent expression. He looks like a good husband today!

Nan Zeyu's beautiful lips curved slightly, "Oh, this is enough to charm you, how about this?" Just when Song Yuyan was still in a daze, he walked quickly into the room and slammed the door shut.

Song Yuyan realized that he had walked into the room. She stared blankly at the handsome man in front of her. The next second, he pulled her into his arms, then lifted her jaw and kissed her red lips forcefully.

Song Yuyan was still staring blankly with her eyes wide open. Nan Zeyu's big hands gently covered her eyes, and then he gave her a passionate good morning kiss. Song Yuyan felt a black screen in front of her eyes, and waves of strength on her red lips. She was stunned. What was this bastard trying to do? He even covered her eyes?

Half an hour later, Song Yuyan's face was red, and she glared at Nan Zeyu with a look of resentment, and said angrily: "Look, my lips are swollen from your kisses, how can I go to school?" Song Yuyan stood at the dressing table, frowning and looking at her lips, which were slightly swollen.

Behind her, the man's warm big hands were holding her lower back, and his big hands were gently rubbing her lower abdomen. Song Yuyan was startled, and her watery eyes tilted her head to look at his handsome profile fiercely, and said defensively: I have to go to class soon, don't mess with me, you are really... I don't know what to say to you.

The man gently curled his lips, smiled softly and said in a playful tone: "Too what, baby, I want to hear you say it." His low voice turned to suck Song Yuyan's beautiful earlobe. Song Yuyan's face turned red and she wrinkled slightly. Damn it, he has no manners at all. This man only knows how to do bad things to her.

Finally, Song Yuyan was forced to utter three words: Too strong. As soon as the voice fell, the man turned Song Yuyan's little face and pressed her chattering red lips again. This kiss didn't matter, and he directly did something bad to Song Yuyan again.

The bathroom door was slightly ajar, and a man's heavy groan and Song Yuyan's sweet cries could be heard from inside. She was held on the washbasin by Nan Zeyu, and then he put her legs on his shoulders, and then started to do bad things to her.

A blush appeared on Song Yuyan's snow-white skin. His strength was just right. Nan Zeyu was hungry and thirsty and he did bad things to Song Yuyan. In the end, Song Yuyan raised her head and screamed out. Another hour was spent.

Song Yuyan's legs were weak when Nan Zeyu carried her to the bathtub. Song Yuyan washed quickly, and then she blushed and said to Nan Zeyu, who had his back to her: "I'm going to get dressed. Please, Ayu, go out and wait for me at the door. Hurry up!"

Nan Zeyu smiled coldly, made an OK gesture, and then walked out of the bathroom quickly. Song Yuyan blushed and put on her clothes in a hurry. Then, she touched her belly with a red face. He was really good at it. He made her enjoy it every time. Don't look at him coldly. He has too many tricks.

After Song Yuyan and Nan Zeyu came downstairs, they walked downstairs and walked to the living room. She heard a voice from the TV saying: Ancheng City is about to usher in its first heavy snowfall, which is expected to happen on Friday night. By then, the temperature in Ancheng City will be more than 20 degrees below zero. Citizens, please prepare for cold weather and keep warm!

Ye Mingxuan heard the voice. She was sitting on the sofa watching the morning weather forecast. She turned around and looked at Song Yuyan and said seriously: "Xiaoyan, it's going to snow heavily this Friday. Don't wear those thin skirts in your closet. Do you understand?"

Nan Zeyu's elbow gently touched Song Yuyan's arm. Song Yuyan was still immersed in the bad things he had done to her in the bathroom just now. Her little face was blushing with embarrassment again. He smiled wickedly, "Girl, are you still thinking about that? And you're talking about me. Aren't you also impure?"

Ye Mingxuan frowned slightly as she watched Song Yuyan in a trance. Nan Zeyu looked at his mother sitting on the sofa. He looked at Ye Mingxuan with cold eyes and said, "Ah, it's nothing. Xiaoyan knows about it. Let's go have breakfast first!"

After saying that, Nan Zeyu held her small hand tightly with his big hand and guided her towards the restaurant. In the restaurant, Song Yuyan was like a possessed person, thinking about that thing all the time. The more she thought about it, the redder her ears became.

Nan Zeyu remained silent, just secretly looking at her. Song Yuyan's mother, on the other hand, looked at Song Yuyan with a puzzled look on her face and said, "Yanyan, what are you thinking about, Yanyan, Song Yuyan!"

Song Yuyan's mother's sharp shout woke her up from her trance. Song Yuyan came back to her senses and looked at her mother who looked not very good. She stared at her blankly with her watery eyes and said in a daze: Ah, what's wrong? What's wrong with mom...

Song Yuyan's mother's face suddenly turned cold, her mouth twitched, and she continued to eat her breakfast with her head down. Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu, who was grinning all the time, with a puzzled look on her face. She frowned, approached him, stared at him and said: "You bastard, what are you laughing at? You're grinning, tell the truth!"

The word "bad man" made Nan Zeyu choke suddenly. He suddenly started coughing violently. His handsome face turned red and his brows were furrowed. He simply didn't want to eat anymore. He stood up hurriedly, pulled out a chair, and looked at Ye Mingxuan while coughing and said with a cough: Mom, I don't want to eat anymore. I'm choking. I need to go to the bathroom.

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the restaurant quickly. In the car, Song Yuyan got in the car and fell asleep. Nan Zeyu looked at her sleeping on the car window with her head tilted. He frowned, gently lifted her head with one hand, and then let her sleep on his legs.

While driving, Nan Zeyu looked down at the lovely girl on his lap, his deep black eyes flashed with tenderness. His big hands gently stroked her face. Her skin was as white as snow, and her skin felt soft and soft. If he was not driving, he really wanted to stop the car and kiss her hard.

When they arrived at school, he looked at his watch. It was exactly 8:. So let her sleep a little longer. Nan Zeyu lowered his head and looked at Song Yuyan's sleeping face carefully. She was so sweet, even the corners of her lips were sweet, and so were the corners of her eyes.

He stroked the corners of her eyes with his big hands, gently touched her pretty nose, and her jelly-like red lips. He couldn't let go of her facial features and really wanted to treasure them for the rest of his life. Nan Zeyu looked at her profile and even the light in his eyes softened.

As Thursday approached, the temperature dropped sharply. As soon as Song Yuyan walked out of the villa, she screamed out because of the cold. Her face turned pale and she turned around and ran back to the villa. Nan Zeyu looked at her with a frown and said in a serious voice: Why are you back again? I'm going to drive now. Baby, what's wrong?

He saw Song Yuyan's body suddenly tremble, so he quickly picked her up and carried her sideways. Song Yuyan hooked her arms around his neck and buried her face in his shoulder, and said in a muffled voice: I'm cold, I'm so cold, do I have to go to school?

When Nan Zeyu heard this, he tightened his arms around her, held her hips with both hands, and carried her out of the villa and got into the car. Song Yuyan kept shaking, so Nan Zeyu quickly turned on the heater in the Ferrari, took off his coat, and put it on her legs.

When they arrived at school, Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan with a cold face and said seriously: Take the coat, don't catch a cold. I will come to the school to pick you up early today. I'm fine, baby.

Song Yuyan was stunned for a moment, looking at Nan Zeyu with a dull face. She hugged him, put her head on his shoulder, stroked his back and said sweetly: Silly baby, I get it, don't get cold, baby, Ayu.

In the classroom, Song Yuyan really wore the coat that Nan Zeyu gave her in the morning every minute. His coat had a faint scent of perfume, and it was the kind of precious animal fur covering her body, feeling like an artificial blanket.

The classmates all stared at Song Yuyan with strange eyes. Song Yuyan felt uncomfortable being stared at. She looked at those classmates coldly and said: What, the coat given by my CEO boyfriend is not good enough? What has it got to do with you...

Song Yuyan was too lazy to pay attention to them, and she covered her head with her coat and went to sleep. After class, Song Yuyan took her mobile phone and walked out of the classroom quickly wearing a huge coat. The coat she wore was as long as a quilt.

Nan Zeyu is 188cm tall, and it was difficult for him to give her such a long coat. She looked at the screen of her mobile phone with her watery eyes, and searched for his mobile phone number with her small hands. She quickly dialed the number. The phone rang several times, but no one answered.

He placed his phone on the edge of the sofa, and went into the lounge to start a video conference. Song Yuyan called him several times, but still no one answered. Her eyes flashed with grievance, but she let her hands fall and turned off the phone.

In the conference room, Nan Zeyu was holding a video conference, and Assistant Bai was standing by, recording the key points of the meeting raised by the president. The video conference lasted until 3 pm. After Nan Zeyu finished the video conference, he fell asleep exhausted on the bed in the lounge.

Assistant Bai walked out of the lounge and put his laptop on the sofa. He glanced at the phone in the seam of the sofa. Assistant Bai picked up the phone and swiped the screen. There were several missed calls from Miss Song. Assistant Bai was thinking about whether to call back, when his phone rang.

He put his phone back on the sofa, took it, and walked quickly to the office door. Nan Zeyu slept until 3: in the afternoon. He got up and shivered violently. It was too cold. The heater was on in the lounge, but he felt like he was going to lose consciousness...

He went into the bathroom and took a hot shower. Then, he walked out of the lounge and walked to the sofa. He saw a mobile phone on the sofa. He picked up the phone and his eyes darkened. This little girl called him a lot. Thinking of her shaking body in the morning, he frowned and checked the time on his phone.

The next morning, the whole city of Ancheng was so cold that no one dared to open the window. Today was Friday, and Song Yuyan was wearing a super thick cashmere coat. Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan who was sitting next to him with a worried look on his face, and her little face turned pale.

Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu with a sweet face and said: I know, Ayu, it's snowing heavily tonight, so I'll leave the school gate early and get off the bus.

At night, at the Nan family villa, the wind was howling and biting. Song Yuyan walked out of the back garden excitedly at the door of the villa. She was dizzy from the strong cold wind. The temperature of her body suddenly rose and she couldn't stop shaking again.

It was already 9 o'clock in the evening after dinner. She looked up at the sky eagerly, her eyes flashing with doubt. Will it really snow? Suddenly, her shoulders sank, and Song Yuyan looked down at the cold man next to her.

Nan Zeyu curled his lips mysteriously at her and said: "Do you want to see the heavy snow at night? Baby, don't ask, just follow me." After that, he took her small hand with his big hand, wrapped her in his arms, and walked out of the gate of the villa with her small hand.