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

It was Monday, exactly one week had passed. That afternoon, Ye Mingxuan and Nan Zhefang came to the door of the ward. Just as they were about to push open the door, they heard a burst of intimate whispers from the ward. Ye Mingxuan leaned against the door of the ward and listened carefully to the voices inside. Her little face blushed and her beautiful eyes turned to look at Nan Zhefang in confusion and said: Ah Fang, I heard Xiaoyu and Xiaoyan talking about love affairs, what is that?

Nan Zhefang frowned, his eyes darkened, he walked to the door of the ward with a sullen face, listened to the voices in the ward, looked at Ye Mingxuan and said calmly: This brat, he didn't even look at where he was, Xuanxuan, it's better for you not to know, we'll come back later, let's go downstairs and have some coffee first!

Ye Mingxuan pursed her delicate lips, and her beautiful eyes looked at Nan Zhefang angrily, and said angrily: You don't want to tell me, right? I will check it myself when I return to the villa tonight. I don't want to care about you anymore, don't follow me!

After saying that, Ye Mingxuan glanced at Nan Zhefang, turned around and ran away angrily in her high heels. Behind her, Nan Zhefang chased after her with a cold face. Why did this woman have to know that? Xiaoyu, this stinky boy, was almost pissed off by the way Nan Zhefang chased after Ye Mingxuan.

In the bed, the two of them were... Song Yuyan couldn't scream anymore, she endured it and didn't make any sound, he was very bad, deliberately provoking her, and then, Song Yuyan still made that embarrassing sound with a flushed face, Nan Zeyu, you bastard, she felt her legs go weak.

Three hours later, Nan Zeyu pulled open the quilt contentedly. Song Yuyan took the quilt and covered her naked upper body. Her eyes, as clear as glass, looked angrily at Nan Zeyu, who was looking at her calmly, and said angrily: You bastard, you are going to treat me like this after you are discharged from the hospital today... Is this unreasonable?

Nan Zeyu suddenly approached him fiercely. His sexy breath full of hormones made Song Yuyan's face red like a boiled egg. He pinched her cheeks with his big hands. His deep black eyes looked at Song Yuyan meaningfully and said charmingly: "Baby, do you want to come again tomorrow? Then you can be discharged from the hospital tomorrow."

Song Yuyan pinched his arm angrily and said in a cold voice: Nan Zeyu, you dare, you are looking for death! After Song Yuyan finished speaking, she quickly got off the ground, squatted down, picked up the clothes on the ground, turned around quickly, and ran to the bathroom.

Nan Zeyu looked at her angry figure, his thin lips gently smiled, the girl's angry back was so funny, his thick eyelashes trembled beautifully, he got off the bed, picked up the hospital gown, and put it on handsomely.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, Ye Mingxuan, Nan Zhefang, Song Yuyan and others walked out of the Ankang Hospital building. When Nan Zeyu walked out of the hospital building, he turned around, looked at her with a friendly face and said: Baby, come here, come here, hold my arm.

Song Yuyan's watery eyes were startled and she looked around. The nurses and doctors passing by, as well as the people who came to visit the hospital, all looked at her directly. Her face turned red with embarrassment, and she walked closer to Nan Zeyu, gritting her teeth and said: What do you want to do? You're going crazy after being discharged from the hospital, right?

Nan Zeyu lowered his eyes and looked deeply at Song Yuyan, whose face was flushed. He put his arms around her waist, then held her small hand with his big hand, and then held her arm. He said with an unhappy look on his face: I don't care, you hold me, baby.

Can you imagine a 188cm tall man looking displeased at a 168cm tall girl, pouting his lips and acting like a spoiled child? Song Yuyan had seen this today. Looking at Nan Zeyu like this, Song Yuyan smiled and held the man's arm with her little hand.

Ye Mingxuan looked at Nanzhefang next to her with a shocked look on her face. She said in disbelief: "This, this, this, did I see it right? Xiaoyu was acting like a spoiled child to Xiaoyan?" Nanzhefang looked at the two of them walking hand in hand. He smiled and said: "This is love. Love has completely changed our Xiaoyu!"

It was already past 8 o'clock in the evening when we returned to the Nan family villa. Mother Li opened the door of the villa and saw Master Nan, whose complexion had recovered very well. She said with a happy face: "Congratulations on your discharge from the hospital, Master. Miss Song, you are back too!"

Song Yuyan turned to look at Li Ma, blinked her watery eyes gently, and said sweetly: "Yes, Li Ma, I'm back again. Is dinner ready?" A Yu had just been discharged from the hospital, but he couldn't eat heavy food yet.

In the restaurant -

Ye Mingxuan frowned and looked at the food on the table. She looked at Aunt Li in astonishment and said in a surprised voice: Aunt Li, how do we eat this? What about Ah Fang and I? Aunt Li trembled, raised her eyes, lowered her head, and looked at Madam Ye with a frown on her face. She said awkwardly: I'm sorry, Madam Ye, I've included what you and the young master ate together. I didn't know that you didn't like these dishes...

The dining table was filled with porridge, porridge, and soup, all of which were watery soups, including medicinal herb porridge, vegetable and salt porridge, pork tenderloin porridge, and a big pot of salt and vegetable soup...Song Yuyan also frowned and stared blankly at Li Ma with her watery eyes.

Ye Mingxuan's face darkened. She sat on the dining table and sighed, "Oh, forget it. Xiaoyu has just been discharged from the hospital and cannot eat heavy food yet. It's okay, Aunt Li, let's just leave it like this for dinner!"

It was already 9 o'clock after dinner. Song Yuyan and Nan Zeyu went upstairs at the same time. Song Yuyan was about to turn around and walk quickly to the door. Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan with a pair of bright black eyes and said with concern: Baby, can you stay with me? After I fall asleep, can you go back to the room later?

Song Yuyan's steps suddenly stopped. She turned around in surprise and walked over with a sullen face. Nan Zeyu looked at her as she walked over, then hugged her in his arms again, and said in a friendly voice: I just want you to stay with me, it's not that I don't want you to go back to your room, baby.

Song Yuyan, who was held by him, was speechless. Didn't she accompany him enough? She unconsciously put her hands around his waist and said in a muffled voice: But I have accompanied you a lot, okay, okay, I can't do anything to you.

Nan Zeyu curled his lips and smiled, his black eyes curved brightly, as dazzling as a bright moon. He just wanted to hug her every day. It seems that if you really fall deeply in love with someone, you want to be inseparable from her. He now understands this feeling.

After taking a shower, Nan Zeyu walked out of the bathroom quickly. He didn't see her. His heart tightened and his face darkened. Could it be that she went back to her room? Didn't he ask her to wait until he fell asleep before going back to the room?

He walked quickly towards the room. Inside the room, in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the girl was standing sexily in the middle of the sliding door. She had snow-white legs, a perky butt, beautiful leg curves, and a soft waist.

It undoubtedly stimulated his senses. He stared at her with his black eyes. He walked over slowly, lowered his head, and put his arms around her waist from behind. Song Yuyan felt her waist tighten. She glanced at her sideways with her watery eyes and said in a soft and sweet voice: "Have you finished your shower, Ayu? I'll get some fresh air here."

Nan Zeyu hugged her soft waist, wrapped his big hands around her arms, pressed his thin lips tightly against her earlobe, and kissed her with his sexy lips while panting: Yes, I just finished washing, baby, why do you smell like milk?

She smelled of milk, and he couldn't help wanting to get close to her ear and kiss her. Song Yuyan looked out of the villa with her watery eyes. Her long eyelashes trembled, and the corners of her lips curved sweetly. She said coquettishly: Because I like milk flavor. Why, do you like it? Ah Yu

The man couldn't bear it anymore. He kissed her earlobe with his thin lips. His tongue was like a magic that triggered an electric current wherever it touched. She felt her earlobe going numb and she closed her eyes.

The next second, she suddenly turned around, looking at him with her watery eyes, who had a calm face. She stood on tiptoe, and he lifted her up, then hung her legs around his waist with his big hands.

The two of them started kissing, his tongue teasing her sweetness in every way, making him unable to stop. He put her on the bed, wearing pajamas, and gently pressed her under him. Song Yuyan looked at him innocently and blinked her watery eyes.

He kissed her from her forehead, to her eyes, eyelashes, nose, red lips, jawbone, neck, collarbone, and all the way down. Song Yuyan panted and slowly lowered her head.

After a while, the girl's embarrassing voice came from the room. He seemed to be unable to stop and kept kissing her. His tongue was so good at kissing that every time he touched a certain place, she was startled and her whole body trembled.

It was not until 3 a.m. that Song Yuyan got out of bed with a red face. She turned to look at Nan Zeyu who was lying on her legs. She quickly put on her skirt, lowered her head and gently stroked his cheek, and said softly: Otherwise, next time, you can just... Ayu.

Nan Zeyu's dark eyes darkened, he turned around and looked up at Song Yuyan, and said coldly: No, absolutely not, help me, I'm fine, baby. Before you finish college, I will not break through the last line of defense with you.

Song Yuyan was stunned for a moment. She stroked his face with her small hand, lowered her head, and gently kissed his thin lips. She looked at his fiery black eyes with her watery eyes and said tiredly: I have to go back to the room, I still have to take a shower, you can go to bed early.

Nan Zeyu didn't say anything, just hummed deeply. She put her head on the bed, got up, got off the ground, put on her high heels, and walked out of his room quickly. Nan Zeyu looked at her figure walking out of his room with his deep black eyes. He smiled tiredly and said, "It is because I love you so much, so I have to respect you even more."

The next day, Nan Zeyu woke up very early again. With a calm and handsome face, he got out of bed, walked into the bathroom, washed up, went to the closet, and carefully selected the suit he was going to wear to the company today. After getting himself ready, he opened the door and went downstairs.

He decided not to wake her up, and continued to walk downstairs. When he walked into the dining room, he saw Nan Zhefang sitting on the dining table chair reading a newspaper, and Nan Zeyu walked straight to his seat and sat on the dining table chair.

Nan Zhefang raised his eyes and glanced at Nan Zeyu, and said coldly: Yesterday, your mother and I were at the door of the ward and heard, Xiaoyu, I'm not saying that Xiaoyan hasn't graduated from college yet, you don't want her, but our family is not an ordinary family, and I'm going back to Jiangdu tomorrow.

Nan Zeyu frowned, his face darkened, and he looked at Nan Zhefang with his dark eyes, and said lightly: I know, Dad, I respect her. Are you going back to Jiangdu tomorrow? So soon

Nan Zhefang took a small bite of the rose cake, his face turned cold, and he said in a cold voice: Yes, I will go back tomorrow. When I am not around, take good care of your mother and yourself. Xiaoyan, Daddy doesn't have much time to go home.

Nan Zeyu didn't say anything, but just responded solemnly. His father has always been a busy man. Five years ago, he was too busy and had little time to return to the villa, which resulted in his mother not knowing that she had a heart attack.

Finally, it was Butler Long who discovered it. The father and son were not talking and were eating their own breakfast. At this time, Ye Mingxuan and Song Yuyan came over. Song Yuyan walked towards Nan Zeyu, gently pulled open the dining table and chairs, turned to look at Nan Zeyu, and said in a daze: You woke up so early, Ayu, good morning! What day is it today?

Nan Zeyu lowered his head and drank bird's nest milk with strawberry sandwich toast, and whispered with thin lips: Today is Tuesday. After breakfast, Song Yuyan carefully re-tied his tie, and he looked at her with his dark eyes downcast.

She is very good at tying a tie, Nan Zeyu, looking at her in a gentle tone, said: Who taught you to tie a tie, baby. As Song Yuyan spoke, she turned the tie flexibly and quickly, and then whispered with her red lips: I learned it from my mother, do you like the tie I tied for you?

She looked up at his deep black eyes, which were as deep and compelling as obsidian. At a glance, they could suck her into a vortex. Nan Zeyu raised his head and said gently: I'm in love with you. You can only tie my tie for me, okay? Baby

Song Yuyan looked at her and smiled sweetly. He rubbed her milky hair with his big hands, put his big hands on her shoulders, looked straight at her with his deep eyes, held her snow-white face, and gently kissed her cheeks.

Outside the villa, Ye Mingxuan wiped her tears and looked at Nan Zhefang in the car. Nan Zhefang glanced at Ye Mingxuan, whose eyes were red from crying. He held her beautiful cheeks lovingly and quickly kissed the corner of her lips.