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

It was already 10 o'clock in the evening when I returned to the Nan family villa from my house. Nan Zeyu drove the Ferrari to the door of the villa. He glanced to the side with his inky black eyes and saw that Song Yuyan had fallen asleep with her head tilted on the car window again. Her long and thick eyelashes were trembling slightly, and her jelly-like red lips were glowing with a lustrous feel.

He gently opened the car door. Outside the villa, Nan Zeyu was pulling two suitcases with one hand and holding the sleeping Song Yuyan tightly with the other hand. She was sleeping in his arms like a kitten, so cute. He raised the corners of his mouth and lowered his eyes to look at the lovely girl in his arms who was smacking her lips.

You, you won't make a fuss only when you are asleep. When Aunt Li heard a noise outside the villa, she quickly ran to the door of the villa, opened the door, and saw that it was Master Nan standing outside the villa, so she quickly ran out.

When Nan Zeyu saw Aunt Li running towards her in a panic, he frowned, looked at Aunt Li with deep eyes, and said in a low voice: "Open the door quickly, Aunt Li, Xiaoyan has fallen asleep, please speak softly and don't wake her up."

Entering the villa, Aunt Li looked at Master Nan who was walking quickly behind her. She said nervously, "Master, should I save some for you and Miss Song for dinner? Or I'll go to the kitchen and make two hot meals."

Nan Zeyu gently held Song Yuyan in his arms, turned his body to the side, glanced at Aunt Li who was pulling two suitcases behind him, and said calmly: "No need, Aunt Li, I'm back from dinner at Xiaoyan's house. Please bring the suitcase back to my room. In addition, give me Xiaoyan's suitcase!"

Back in her room, Nan Zeyu opened the large window next to the sofa and the French window in her room a little to ventilate the room. He carried Song Yuyan to the sofa and covered her with his fur coat.

He turned around, unbuttoned his sleeves, rolled up his sleeves, and decided to clean up her room. Song Yuyan, who was asleep, heard some noise in the room, frowned, turned over, crossed her legs on the sofa, and fell asleep again.

He cleaned everything from her bathroom to the closet, to the study, the room, outside the floor-to-ceiling window, and the projection room. The man's agile figure quickly cleaned every corner of the room, holding a vacuum cleaner, a mop, and a broom.

Nan Zeyu had never cleaned his own room, not to mention his mother's room, except for Song Yuyan. It was not until 1: in the morning that Nan Zeyu finally cleaned her room.

He walked quickly to the sofa, bent down, and looked at the lovely girl on the sofa with deep black eyes. He put his handsome face next to her ear and said gently: Baby, I have cleaned your room. I will go to run you a bath. It's time to take a bath!

Song Yuyan pursed her red lips and uttered a few words in a soft and tender voice: Okay, husband! When Nan Zeyu heard her call the word "husband", his heart almost exploded. He carefully held her forehead and quickly kissed it deeply.

Nan Zeyu entered the bathroom, filled the bathtub with hot water, and took a bath. He finished as quickly as possible, then stepped out of the bathtub and quickly ran a hot bath for Song Yuyan.

After the hot bath was full, he walked out of the bathroom quickly, went to the sofa, and gently picked up Song Yuyan again. He carried Song Yuyan to the bathroom sink, frowned, and his deep eyes scanned Song Yuyan's body.

He carefully took off Song Yuyan's coat, sweater, and skirt. When his dark eyes saw Song Yuyan's plump and seductive figure like a peach, he couldn't help but tighten his throat.

Although he had made love with her countless times, he still couldn't control himself when he saw her like this. He lifted Song Yuyan's chin and gently pressed her red lips. Song Yuyan was still sleeping, and suddenly she felt her red lips turn cold.

She opened her watery eyes instantly and pushed Nan Zeyu away. Nan Zeyu left her red lips and said with a cold face: I'll help you take off your clothes, baby, you take a bath by yourself, I'm going out.

After saying that, he turned around, walked out of the bathroom quickly, and closed the bathroom door. When Song Yuyan reacted, she looked down at herself. She felt cold all over and her face turned red. This bastard actually dared to take off her clothes? She was so angry that she jumped off the washbasin.

After taking a shower, Song Yuyan put on her clothes, opened the door and walked out of the bathroom. It was already past 2 a.m. She walked out of the bathroom and looked around with her watery eyes. He was gone. She walked quickly to the room and didn't see him. It seemed that he had returned to the room!

Song Yuyan suddenly felt a sense of loneliness. She relied on him to be by her side. During the few days at her house, he held her to sleep every night. In the room, Song Yuyan lay on the bed, but her eyes were not sleepy at all. She touched her side with her little hand. Without him holding her to sleep, she felt as if something was missing.

The next morning, Song Yuyan yawned as she went downstairs. As she walked downstairs, her waist tightened. She opened her eyes and saw Nan Zeyu's handsome face. She was startled and said in a daze: "What's wrong with you?" Ah Yu, what happened to you last night?

Nan Zeyu raised his eyebrows, and looked at Song Yuyan who was still asleep with his dark eyes. He said coldly: What happened to me last night? Baby, what happened to me... Now it was her turn to be confused. She looked at Nan Zeyu in confusion. What was this bastard doing? Did she do anything to him?

Ye Mingxuan came over from the entrance of the villa with Nan Zeyu's father. Song Yuyan broke Nan Zeyu's big hand on her waist and walked towards Ye Mingxuan quickly. She looked at Ye Mingxuan and said sweetly: Aunt Ye, Uncle Nan, good morning!

Ye Mingxuan quickly took out two heavy red envelopes from behind her. Song Yuyan's watery eyes were startled. She looked up at Ye Mingxuan in confusion and said blankly: Aunt Ye, this is... The next second, Ye Mingxuan took the top red envelope from Song Yuyan's palm and spread it on it.

With a gentle face, she said: A big red envelope for you, happy new year, Xiaoyan! I wish you all your wishes come true and good health. Song Yuyan turned her watery eyes to look at Nan Zeyu beside her. Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan and said gently: Take it, this is a red envelope from my mother, baby.

Song Yuyan was stubborn and refused to accept the big red envelope, because she knew there must be a lot of money in it, and she was determined not to accept it. Nan Zhefang frowned and looked at Nan Zeyu. Nan Zeyu received his father's eyes, and held Song Yuyan's small hand tightly with his big hand, comforting her: Be good, baby, accept it, this is the red envelope given to you by my mother and my father, not by my mother alone.

Song Yuyan refused again and again, and still didn't want to accept the big red envelope. She glanced at Ye Mingxuan and saw her face sank. She quickly held the big red envelope tightly in her palm, raised her head and said nervously: "Okay, Okay, Aunt Ye, I accept it. Don't be angry. It's New Year's Day." When Ye Mingxuan saw Song Yuyan accept the big red envelope, she smiled again.

Song Yuyan pulled Nan Zeyu out of the villa. She quickly opened the big red envelope. She was dumbfounded. She looked up at Nan Zeyu. Nan Zeyu took the big red envelope from Song Yuyan's hand, lowered his head and counted quickly for a while.

After a while, Nan Zeyu raised his eyes, looked at Song Yuyan calmly and said: Um, baby, I counted there are 99 in total, but this is the red envelope money my mom and dad gave you.

Song Yuyan's eyes widened suddenly. A red envelope of 99? This was too much money. Every Chinese New Year, her mother would give her a red envelope of 300 at most, and she would be happy for several months. She had never received such a big red envelope in her life...

Song Yuyan didn't say anything, her face darkened. Nan Zeyu frowned, put his big hand on her shoulder, and said gently: This means that my dad and mom both approve of you, silly baby, please don't look so gloomy.

Then, a 188cm tall and cold-faced president actually put his handsome face on Song Yuyan's cheek and said coquettishly and cutely: Okay, okay, baby, baby, baby, don't be angry~ Song Yuyan couldn't help it, and suddenly laughed uncontrollably while looking at Nan Zeyu and said happily: You actually acted coquettishly to me, you made me laugh to death, your coquettishness is too funny, hahahahahaha

Nan Zeyu saw that her eyes were narrowed with laughter, and then he turned cold again, stood up straight, and said forcefully: My woman, I can only act coquettishly with you, and others are certainly not allowed. Okay, the time for coquettishness is over!

Song Yuyan's mouth twitched, and she looked at Nan Zeyu in disbelief. Song Yuyan thought of something, and she looked at Nan Zeyu in disbelief and said: Ah Yu, your parents didn't give you so much in red envelopes...

His other big hand took out a big red envelope from behind. Song Yuyan was stunned. The big red envelope was bulging. Nan Zeyu stuffed the red envelope into his trouser pocket, then looked up at Song Yuyan and said calmly: Ten thousand more than you, baby.

Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu in shock again. She said in a trembling voice: No, no, no, 100 million, Ayu. Nan Zeyu looked at her and nodded gently. Song Yuyan's little heart was almost scared to death. A red envelope of 100 million, she didn't even dare to think about it...

On the fifth day of the New Year, Nan Zeyu's father proposed to travel to the UK for a week. Early in the morning, several servants were standing outside the villa. Song Yuyan walked out of the villa dressed in a particularly sweet pink style. Nan Zeyu looked up at Song Yuyan, and he became shy.

She was wearing a pink off-shoulder dress with a tight waist and a long-haired rabbit plush coat. He walked forward, and Song Yuyan looked at Nan Zeyu shyly with her watery eyes. She tilted her head and looked at him sweetly, "Does it look good? Ah Yu, I like this dress so much!"

Nan Zeyu blushed, he lowered his head, put his thin lips to Song Yuyan's ear and said ambiguously: You will know when we get to the hotel tonight, baby, you dare to seduce me like this, right? Song Yuyan's whole face turned red, she stared at him angrily, the dog man thinks about those things all day long.

Anseong Airport-

Ye Mingxuan, Nan Zhefang, Nan Zeyu, Song Yuyan and several personal servants appeared in the lobby of Ancheng Airport. After waiting for more than an hour, they boarded a plane to the UK at noon. On the plane, Song Yuyan leaned on his shoulder and fell asleep again.

On the other side of the seat, Ye Mingxuan and Nan Zhefang kissed as if no one was around. Nan Zeyu frowned when he saw them. His face turned cold and his eyes darkened. He was impressed by these two. Are there other people on the plane? Just like that...

It was dusk when they arrived in the UK. At the most luxurious hotel in the UK, Nan Zeyu took Song Yuyan's hand and walked into the presidential suite. As soon as Song Yuyan entered the room, Nan Zeyu hugged her tightly in his arms.

Song Yuyan was startled, and the next second he picked her up and carried her to the bathroom. He took off her high heels handsomely with his big hands, put the two suitcases aside, and threw her high heels on the carpet. In the bathroom, Nan Zeyu pressed Song Yuyan and Song Yuyan against the door with a short breath.

His cold thin lips pressed against her red lips and kissed her eagerly. He held her thin waist with his big hands, pressed the back of her head, and kissed her for a long time. He let go of Song Yuyan and looked at her with a red face and said sexy: "Can I? Baby, I can't hold it anymore."

Song Yuyan was dizzy from her kiss, and a blush appeared on her snow-white face. The next second, her clothes were stripped off by Nan Zeyu. Song Yuyan was stunned, and then he picked her up and walked towards the bathtub.

After a while, the two of them were topless, doing that kind of love thing in the bathtub. Nan Zeyu's ferocity this time almost scared Song Yuyan to death. Song Yuyan blushed as she looked at Nan Zeyu who was lowering his head and kissing her madly, and said softly: You have to promise me that you can't do that without my permission, Ayu.

Nan Zeyu stopped moving, looked up at Song Yuyan with red face, and said with forbearance: I know, I know, baby, I respect you. He never stopped moving his lips and hands, constantly teasing her sensitivity.

Song Yuyan was so comfortable that she could only tilt her head back, her little face flushed and her whole body trembled slightly. The postures of the two were so ambiguous that it was unbearable to look at, but Nan Zeyu enjoyed it. He enjoyed doing love affairs with her in the bathroom.