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

The next day was the first day of the Chinese New Year. I just didn't want to get up. Suddenly, I felt my face turn cold. I opened my watery eyes instantly. His handsome face suddenly approached me. Song Yuyan's watery eyes were startled. She looked at Nan Zeyu blankly with her watery eyes and said: "Why are you in my room? Do you have my room key?"

He smiled calmly on his handsome face, his deep black eyes looked at my suddenly red cheeks and said warmly: Is there anything in this world that your husband can't do? Are you sure you don't want to get up? Then I will...

He suddenly blew towards my ears. He was pressing on my quilt. My whole body was tightly held in his palms. I could clearly see the pores on his cheeks. I looked at him who was so handsome that made me blush and my heart beat fast, and said in a soft voice: It's not impossible. I...Ayu, I.

It is not yet 9 o'clock. Nan Zeyu wakes up very early, at 7 o'clock. Then, after a while, there comes a sound from the quilt that makes people excited. It lasts until 10 o'clock. Song Yuyan blushes and pulls the quilt away. She quickly picks up her nightgown and covers her exposed body with the quilt.

She blushed and said in a muffled voice: "I'll go wash up, and then wash up, you don't have to follow me." After she finished speaking, she took the two corners of the quilt, lifted the quilt corners, quickly stood up from the bed, turned around and walked out of the room quickly.

Nan Zeyu glanced at her quickly walking figure and curled the corner of his mouth lightly. He seemed to be very comfortable, but now, he felt shy. In the bed, the man's long arms were draped over the quilt. His upper body was so sexy that it made people crazy. His dark eyes trembled slightly.

He closed his dark eyes, a smile on his lips, and slid his big hand under his chin in a sexily sliding motion. His mouth was still savoring the sound she had just made. Suddenly, his face turned red again, and he inexplicably felt his body getting hot again.

Nan Zeyu quickly got out of bed, picked up his white shirt, put it on his shoulders, and walked out of the room barefoot. Song Yuyan was washing with a red face. Suddenly, there was a knock on the bathroom door. Song Yuyan's whole body trembled. She said nervously: It's not ready yet, Ayu, wait a moment.

Nan Zeyu frowned, he put his ear to the bathroom, and uttered those three words with his thin lips in a restrained voice: Well, hurry up! Song Yuyan hurried up and speeded up the washing. The damn dog man always tortured her. She washed with a red face and frowned.

Half an hour later, Song Yuyan slowly opened the bathroom door. She looked out of the bathroom with her watery eyes. She opened the door and was about to walk out of the bathroom when a strong force pulled the bathroom door open. Song Yuyan looked up at Nan Zeyu, who was holding back and looking at her with dark eyes and a cold face. She whispered, "What's wrong with you?" Ah Yu.

Nan Zeyu smelled her body fragrance, his thin lips pursed tightly, his brows furrowed, and he said with a forbearing face: You are asking even though you know the answer! Song Yuyan immediately understood, and she quickly blushed and stepped aside. He quickly pushed the door open and entered the bathroom. He looked at her sweetly and dazedly outside the bathroom with his dark eyes and said lightly: This is a man's business, children should not eavesdrop, go back to your room quickly!

After that, he quickly closed the bathroom door. Song Yuyan's eyes were shocked. What? But in fact, she had already eavesdropped. She felt her ears burning again. She covered her hot face and quickly turned around and ran to the room.

More than an hour later, he opened the bathroom door. Although he always vented the passion in his body after making love with her, he would never rashly do that with her because he loved her, so he respected her thoughts in that regard.

Anyway, Song Yuyan couldn't escape from his grasp. He planned to marry her after she graduated from college. He didn't want more people to covet her. He wanted Song Yuyan to be his alone.

The two went downstairs. It was exactly 12 noon. Aunt Li just walked to the stairs and saw the young master and Miss Song walking down the stairs hand in hand. She walked forward with a happy face and looked at the young master and Miss Song's arrival at the beginning of the new year: Oh, young master, Miss Song, happy new year!

Song Yuyan went downstairs and saw Li's mother. She quickly broke free from his hand and walked towards Li's mother, smiling sweetly and saying, "Happy New Year, Happy New Year, Li's mother, Happy New Year!"

The man frowned, his face turned cold, his eyes darkened, and he broke free from me? Is it important that I don't have a servant? Nan Zeze suddenly felt unhappy, but he tried his best to hide it.

The lunch was also very sumptuous. Song Yuyan smacked her lips and chewed non-stop. He frowned, looked at Song Yuyan who was eating happily, and said in a cold voice: "Please swallow the food in your mouth first, and then eat. This will cause indigestion in your stomach."

When Song Yuyan heard this, she quickly swallowed the sweet and sour meat of the Australian lobster, and then picked up other dishes and ate them. Nan Zeyu frowned even more tightly when he saw her like this. What if this little girl swallowed so fast and hurt her throat?

His face darkened, he put down his chopsticks, stood up and pulled out his chair. Song Yuyan was so focused on eating that she didn't notice that he was already sulking. After she finished her lunch, she glanced around with her watery eyes. Why wasn't he there? Song Yuyan quickly stood up from her chair.

Facing Nan Zeyu's father, Ye Mingxuan, her mother, and several servants, she said in a confused manner: "Um, I'm done, you guys eat slowly, uncle, aunt, mother." After saying that, she pulled out the chair, turned around and walked out of the restaurant quickly.

Nan Zeyu stood in front of the French window in the living room, his deep black eyes looking out of the French window, his lips tightly pursed. Suddenly, he felt something tighten around his waist, a pair of jade arms were placed around his waist, he looked down.

Song Yuyan hugged him from behind. He was 188cm tall, so she had to stand on tiptoe to hug his waist. She put her whole face on his back and said in a coquettish tone: "Well, Yu, what's wrong with you? You are angry now."

Nan Zeyu was stunned for a moment, and let her hug him from behind. He uttered three words from his cold thin lips and said lightly: I didn't. Song Yuyan didn't say anything, but just hugged him tightly. His back was so warm. He was so thin. When she hugged him, she could feel his abdominal muscles through the white shirt fabric.

After hugging for a while, Nan Zeyu's expression relaxed. He took the little hand off his waist, then turned around, looked down at the stunned Song Yuyan, and said coldly: I just told you in the restaurant not to eat like that, but you still do this, you really are...

Song Yuyan looked up at Nan Zeyu, who had a sullen face. Her watery eyes flashed, and she held his handsome face with her small hands. Then, she stood on tiptoe and gently kissed his cold lips with her red lips. The next second, Song Yuyan was hugged by him tightly, and her small hands were hooked around his neck. The man kissed her back with anger.

It was 3 o'clock in the afternoon. Ye Mingxuan was sitting on the sofa. She held Nan Zhefang's big hand tightly with her small hand and looked at him shyly. When Nan Zeyu saw her mother like this, he frowned, looked away, and lowered his head coldly.

When Ye Mingxuan saw her son Xiaoyu like this, she frowned, then she said gently: How about this, you go to Xiaoyan's house to celebrate the New Year today, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. You will be away for 3 days, Xiaoyu.

When Song Yuyan heard this, she was stunned. She looked at Ye Mingxuan blankly and said in shock: Aunt, this... is not good. Ye Mingxuan turned her eyes to Song Yuyan and said happily: There is nothing wrong with this, Xiaoyan, it is decided.

At 5pm, outside the Nan family villa, Nan Zeyu was carrying a large bag. The bag was a daily necessities bag imported from Germany, worth more than 100 million yuan. The bag was brown and had a large capacity. It could hold a lot of things, including clothes, daily necessities, and electronic products!

Song Yuyan was carrying a bag of daily necessities, and Nan Zeyu was also carrying a bag of daily necessities. They walked out of the villa. He hurriedly took the big bag from Song Yuyan's hand, looked at her with his black eyes and said lightly: This bag looks nothing special, but it is very heavy when filled with things. Let me carry it!

After that, Nan Zeyu took the bag of daily necessities from her hand, and then walked towards the Ferrari sports car. Song Yuyan's mother sat in the back seat of the car. She wiped her tears and said to Ye Mingxuan outside the car window with a reluctant look on her face: Wait for me to come back, you must wait for me, Xiaoxuan.

Ye Mingxuan also wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, sniffed, looked at Song Yuyan's mother and said reluctantly: Wait for you to come back, Xiaoyan's mother, you must miss me! Nan Zeyu listened to the conversation between the two women, he couldn't help but frowned, Mom, what's the big deal? It's just 3 days, not a month...

When we arrived at Song Yuyan's house, it was past 6 o'clock in the evening. Song Yuyan's mother opened the door and entered the house. She looked at Nan Zeyu with a dazed expression and said: "I'll go clean up the room. Mr. Nan, which room do you want to sleep in?"

Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan, then looked at her mother and said gently: No need, Aunt Song, Xiaoyan and I can just sleep together, I will help you make dinner later.

Song Yuyan and her mother were both shocked. This bastard wanted to sleep in my room at night... No way. Song Yuyan's mother glanced at her daughter Xiaoyan and said in a daze: "Don't do it too often. Be moderate. You haven't graduated from college yet?" Xiaoyan.

The word "frequent" made Song Yuyan's face turn red. She stared at her mother helplessly and said: Mom, what are you talking about? I really admire you.

Nan Zeyu lowered his head, the corners of his mouth slightly raised. This future mother-in-law understood better than him. However, as long as he got close to Song Yuyan, he couldn't control himself and wanted to have sex with her many times. The only thing he could blame was that she was too sweet.

In the evening, Song Yuyan's mother cooked a table full of dishes. Nan Zeyu walked out of the kitchen wearing an apron. He walked up to Song Yuyan, looked at her gently and said: Most of these dishes are made by Aunt Song, I just helped out.

After the three of them finished dinner, they sat on the sofa. Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu with a motherly smile and said gently: My house is this big, it is far inferior to your villa, Mr. Nan, please don’t mind. Nan Zeyu frowned, looked directly at Song Yuyan’s mother with his black eyes and said warmly: Aunt Song, look at what you said, of course I don’t mind, Xiaoyan will marry me in the future!

As he said that, Nan Zeyu hugged Song Yuyan into his arms. Song Yuyan was watching TV and was held tightly in his arms. She was stunned. She raised her eyes and looked at Nan Zeyu who was looking at her. She asked in confusion: Um... What are you doing, Ah Yu, suddenly...

Nan Zeyu touched her small nose affectionately, looked at Song Yuyan with deep eyes and said indifferently: "No, nothing, just watch TV, baby." Song Yuyan's mother watched the couple and smiled so hard that her mouth was about to crack. Our Xiaoyan finally met the right person!

In the room, Song Yuyan finished taking a shower and came out of the bathroom. She walked into the room, and a pair of big hands pulled her into his arms. Nan Zeyu was breathing sexily, his head resting on Song Yuyan's forehead, and said in a muffled voice: Baby, wait for me, I'm going to take a shower.

Song Yuyan ran to the bed with a red face and sat on it. This bastard was thinking about that thing all day long. He was really bad. However, she didn't seem to reject it. Her little face turned red with shame and she lay down on the bed.

Then, Song Yuyan got up from the bed again. She felt a little hot, so she got off the bed and walked to the window. She opened the window, and a cold wind from outside blew on her cheeks, instantly waking her up. She closed the window halfway, looked up at the sky in a daze.

After more than half an hour, Song Yuyan's slender waist tightened, and his body fragrance after taking a shower quickly broke into Song Yuyan's nostrils. The man's sexy thin lips were pressed against her earlobe, and his thin lips kissed her cochlea. His big hands were placed on her waist, moving down little by little.

Song Yuyan suddenly woke up, she turned around and looked at him with a rosy face, she stared at him with her watery eyes and frowned and said: Not here, Ayu, um... Before she could finish her words, he lifted her chin and pressed his red lips sexily.

The kiss made her mind go blank and her head was spinning. He led her from the window to the dressing table and then to the bed. The man was still the same as always. He liked to cover her with the quilt and then take off her nightgown bit by bit.