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

The next morning, Xia Rounuan felt a dull pain in her head. She opened her brown eyes weakly. It felt like a needle was piercing her head. She covered her head and sat up. After her eyes adjusted to the light in the room, she suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked around the room. Last night, she remembered that she and Brother Xiaoyu were both drunk. Could he be...

Xia Rounuan covered her head with her hands, lifted the quilt, and was about to get out of bed when her eyes fell on the handle of the lit lamp on the bedside table. She quickly pulled off the sticky note, and suddenly, a bank card fell out from the interlayer and fell to the ground.

Xia Rounuan knelt on the ground instantly. Just like that, she felt a dull pain in her head again. Her little face wrinkled up. She felt around on the ground with her little hands. When she found the bank card, she quickly picked it up and put her face close to the bank card to take a look.

There were four big characters "Bank of China" written on it. Then, she lowered her head and took the sticky note she had just held in her hand. Xia Rounuan lowered her eyelashes, her brows tightly furrowed, and then, after reading it, a bitter arc appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Xia Rounuan's eyes turned red, and her heart felt like a sharp knife had slid across her chest, causing her heart to twitch violently for several times. "Brother Xiaoyu, do you find my kiss so annoying? You even need to pay me to make amends..."

Xia Rounuan couldn't help it. She covered her aching head and sat down on the bed. She buried her head in the quilt and burst into tears. The dull pain after sobering up mixed with the pain in her heart and anger intertwined together, making her feel so painful that she almost suffocated.

I don't know how long it was, Xia Rounuan raised her head with red eyes, she was sobbing hard, the sticky notes and bank cards were scattered on the quilt, she picked them up again with red eyes, I am unwilling, I will never give up, why can you, Nan Zeyu, buy off the years of feelings between you and me with just an apology.

Xia Rounuan decided to take a long-term view. She raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes, got up from the bed, and, suppressing her inner reluctance, slowly walked out of the room, holding onto the wall. Suddenly, she thought of something...

The foxy brown eyes were even more beautiful after being washed by tears, and the sexy eyelashes were gently raised with the eyelids. "Okay, what will happen if I tell Song Yuyan that Xiaoyu kissed me last night?" Thinking of this, a fierce look flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth hooked playfully. "Song Yuyan, wait! You will be even crazier."

Nan Zeyu slept until noon before waking up. He frowned, and in an instant, he opened his deep black eyes. He looked to the side and saw Song Yuyan sleeping on her side with her back to him. His deep black eyes stared at her side. He curled the corners of his lips happily, put his big hands on her waist, and hugged her tightly from behind.

When Song Yuyan was still sleeping, she felt a tightness around her waist. She turned around and leaned closer to his arms. She was so tired that she couldn't open her eyes. He kept her awake for too long last night. If he hadn't covered her with a blanket, she would have thought she was going to fall asleep with him in the bathtub last night.

Nan Zeyu lowered his eyelashes, and with his big hands, he pulled Song Yuyan to his chest. He looked at the lovely girl in his arms with a gentle face, and kissed her lightly on the top of her head with his thin lips. Song Yuyan moved her body unconsciously and buried her head in his chest.

He still remembers what happened last night clearly. He got drunk with Xia Rounuan and kissed her uncontrollably... Nan Zeyu frowned and his face turned cold. He hoped that after this incident, he would not do it again!

Song Yuyan slept until 3 o'clock in the afternoon before she opened her watery eyes. As soon as she opened her watery eyes, she saw the man next to her, staring at her with a deep look on his face. Her eyes were shining with crystal-clear light. She stared at him blankly and said stupidly: Um... When did you wake up? Ah Yu...

Nan Zeyu also lay on his side and looked into her eyes. His dark eyes made Song Yuyan's heart tremble. She stretched out her small hands and hugged his neck softly. Nan Zeyu sealed her moist red lips sexily and kissed her in a spinning manner, so delicately and deeply, teasing her between her lips and teeth.

Song Yuyan closed her watery eyes and slowly responded to his kiss. When Song Yuyan's breathing became difficult, he let go of Song Yuyan. He rested his forehead against the top of her head and said coldly: So, can you tell me why you answered Wen Zichen's call yesterday, and then he came to the company gate, baby?

Song Yuyan's body trembled. She looked up at Nan Zeyu, her face flushed. She gasped and said blankly: Yesterday, I was so busy that I didn't even want to go to lunch. Then, the phone rang. I didn't see who called, I picked up the phone, and then I said, when he hung up the phone, I recognized his voice...

After hearing this, the man's expression became increasingly gloomy. In the end, he let go of Song Yuyan and was about to get up from the bed. Song Yuyan frowned, quickly got up, took his arm with her small hand, and then pressed Nan Zeyu under her body.

Before Nan Zeyu could react, he was already pinned down by Song Yuyan... He stared at her with his obsidian eyes, frowning. Song Yuyan's little face was still flushed. She leaned her whole face close to his cold and handsome face, poked his cheeks with her little hands, and said softly: Don't be angry, I don't know, Ayu, don't be angry, okay?

Nan Zeyu looked at her with a sullen face, without saying a word. Seeing this, Song Yuyan held his handsome face with her small hands and kissed his thin lips sweetly. Song Yuyan playfully tried to pry his mouth open, but Nan Zeyu kept it tightly shut. Song Yuyan then thought of something else and took her other small hand away and touched his thigh.

Nan Zeyu was startled, his brows furrowed, his big hands tightly holding her waist, he domineeringly turned her whole body over, then lowered his head and pressed her red lips madly, the whole action was so fast that Song Yuyan had no resistance at all.

His two big hands tightly grasped her small hands in his palms. Nan Zeyu's dark eyes were red. He looked at her with rosy cheeks and said in a hoarse voice: You are playing with fire, baby, then let me put out the fire for you. It seems that last night's punishment was not enough.

Song Yuyan was stunned and tried to break free from him, but Nan Zeyu would never do as she wished. She was the one who started the fire, so of course she was responsible for putting it out. The man quickly pulled the quilt over her and covered her with it. In the bed, Song Yuyan was like a lamb to be slaughtered. She clenched her fists at a loss.

After a while, a voice even more shy and irritable than the one in the bathroom last night came from the quilt. She secretly shouted in her heart: Don't mess with a silent man, especially someone like Nan Zeyu, so that you will know what kind of punishment you can't even imagine.

She allowed Nan Zeyu to punish her over and over again. She shouldn't have pressed him under her just now. It was over. Did she really play with fire and get burned? Her legs were weak and her waist was sore. Most importantly, her red lips were almost swollen from his kisses.

It was not until half past six that Nan Zeyu took off the quilt, panting. Song Yuyan opened her watery eyes weakly, looking at him who was breathing lightly with his head down, and said angrily: Nan Zeyu, you bastard, you really are, I...

She really had no strength left now, and even moving a finger was exhausting. Nan Zeyu leaned over, kissed her cheek, and said in a low voice: Be good, baby, I'll bring you dinner. According to the time, it will be dinner soon. Let's see if you dare to do it again next time.

Song Yuyan tilted her head to one side, shook her head blankly, her red lips swollen, and said tiredly: No, no, no, I don’t dare anymore, you are too crazy, is it true that you can’t touch the tiger’s tail?

Nan Zeyu's big hand gently stroked her face. He stared at her with his deep black eyes and said gently: That's Nan Daddy, baby. Song Yuyan was startled and turned to look into his calm black eyes. She said with a wronged look: Nan, Nan Nan, Daddy!

Nan Zeyu smiled coldly, kissed her earlobe, and said gently: "Be good, baby! I'll take you to wash, and then you can have a good sleep, okay, baby?" Song Yuyan nodded weakly and closed her watery eyes tiredly.

After Nan Zeyu carefully cleaned her, he carried her out of the bathroom, put her on the bed, covered her with a quilt, then looked deeply into her sleeping face with his dark eyes, and said softly to her: I'll go downstairs to eat, you sleep well, baby, I'll bring you food later.

After saying that, he put his thin lips on her forehead and kissed her lightly. He stood up, turned around with a cold face, walked quickly out of the room, went downstairs, and walked to the dining room. Aunt Li was already serving the dishes to the table. Nan Zeyu walked to his own dining table chair with a cold face. He pulled out the chair and sat on it in a cold and stern manner.

Ye Mingxuan frowned, looked at her son Xiaoyu blankly and said: Xiaoyu, it's dinner time, where's Xiaoyan? She hasn't woken up yet? What did you do last night... Nan Zeyu frowned, looked into his mother's beautiful eyes, and said coldly: It's okay, she was angry all night, I coaxed her all night, and she went to sleep at dawn.

The more Ye Mingxuan listened, the more her brows furrowed. She asked in confusion: What's wrong again... Why did you make her angry again? Can't you talk to her nicely, kid? Why do you have to pick on her?

At this time, Aunt Li had already served all the dishes. Nan Zeyu held the chopsticks and lowered his head. Suddenly, he turned his eyes to look at Aunt Li next to him and said coldly: By the way, Aunt Li, please save dinner for Xiaoyan. She is not coming down for dinner tonight. I will bring it up later.

Mother Li was stunned for a moment, then she looked at the young master with a gentle face and said gently: "Okay, young master, I understand." Ye Mingxuan frowned and ate her meal. Her beautiful eyes glared angrily at Nan Zeyu who bowed his head and said nothing. She really couldn't do anything about this boy. He just didn't say why, which made Xiaoyan angry again. She picked the food in the bowl sullenly.

Song Yuyan slept soundly. The lights outside the villa were bright and the sky was getting dark. The evening breeze from the floor-to-ceiling windows blew slowly into the room with cold air. Song Yuyan frowned, pulled the quilt up, turned over, and fell asleep again.

After dinner, Nan Zeyu walked out of the restaurant quickly and was about to go back to his room to take a shower when his cell phone rang. Nan Zeyu paused, turned around, and walked towards the French window in the living room. Outside the French window was a whole dazzling and beautiful back garden.

Nan Zeyu took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket and looked at the caller ID. It was "Xia Rounuan" calling. Thinking of last night, he frowned and his face darkened again. He pressed the answer button without hesitation and said gently: What's wrong? Xiao Nuan, what's the matter?

Xia Rounuan smiled happily, sat on the sofa in the room, lying on her side, and said nervously: "Ah, it's okay, Brother Xiaoyu, by the way, I was fine last night. Are you okay when you return to the villa?"

Nan Zeyu frowned, his dark eyes darkened, and he frowned and apologized: You have forgotten what happened last night, Xiao Nuan, it's my fault, you keep the bank card, I'm fine, Xiao Nuan, please just forget about that.

When Xia Rounuan heard this, her heart ached suddenly. Her face turned pale and she said in a relaxed voice: "Of course, of course I forgot. Are you drunk? It's okay, don't worry, Brother Xiaoyu, I will forget everything."

The two chatted for a while, Nan Zeyu said he was going back to his room to take a shower, and then quickly hung up the phone. Xia Rounuan held the phone, staring blankly at the floor with her brown eyes wide open. "Forgot, impossible, I will never forget it in this life. Brother Xiaoyu, are you going to forget it? Then I will let you remember it again."

When Song Yuyan slept until 9 o'clock, her cell phone rang. She opened her watery eyes in a daze, and her waist ached. Nan Zeyu was too crazy. Although she hadn't broken through the last line of defense with him, her waist was about to die just because of the love affair!

Song Yuyan looked around the room in a daze. Her cell phone was still ringing. She quickly took away the quilt, got off the bed barefoot, and walked towards the sofa. She saw that the screen of her cell phone was on. She walked over and sat on the sofa carefully.

With her legs bent and her whole body leaning dazedly on the pillow, she picked up the phone and pressed the answer button. Over there, Nie Ranran had just finished a shower and was sitting on the bed with a transparent facial mask on. She said cheerfully: It's me, Yanyan, what are you doing?

Song Yuyan blinked her watery eyes in confusion. After a while, she reacted and said to Nie Ranran on the phone in confusion: I was sleeping, and I woke up when you called me. What's wrong? Ranran.

Nie Ranran frowned. She sat cross-legged on the sofa, with a mobile phone between her ears. She quickly applied the facial mask with both hands. Then, she pressed it flat and tightly, and evenly spread the essence on the mask on her neck, collarbone, and thighs.