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

Song Yuyan was still sleeping soundly. She only felt a warm feeling on her face. She quietly opened her eyes and saw him kissing her red lips softly. Her eyelashes trembled slightly. This man was actually kissing her. He thought she was not awake, but in fact, she had been awakened by his kiss!

In that case, then do as he wishes. She closed her watery eyes again. The man's flexible tongue pried open her red lips little by little, penetrated between her lips and teeth, and kissed her very gently with his tongue. Song Yuyan's face flushed. Her red lips were successfully pried open by him. She pretended to be still asleep, and her tongue did not respond to his kiss.

Nan Zeyu glanced upwards, a hint of evil flashed in his deep black eyes. He moved his big hand from her waist down and slowly slid down. After a while, Song Yuyan's whole face turned pink, soft and charming, like a peach blossom, charming and seductive, which made his throat roll up and down non-stop.

Nan Zeyu used more force, and Song Yuyan was already making shy sounds. She opened her watery eyes, lowered them, the corners of her lips trembled slightly, and she said nervously: No, Ayu, I don't want to.

The man crawled out from the bed, his black eyes locked on the blushing little face. He stepped forward, and his handsome face suddenly approached Song Yuyan. His deep black eyes stared into Song Yuyan's watery eyes. He said with a warm smile: Okay, let's do this for now. When your ankle is healed, I will come back, okay, baby?

Song Yuyan's ears felt hot, and her watery eyes stared at the smiling man in front of her. His black eyes were extremely deep, like the sea, like a black hole, and like obsidian, attracting her. His black pupils seemed to understand her heart, making her fall for him.

She stared at Nan Zeyu blankly, and said coquettishly: OK, I promise you, Ayu. Nan Zeyu suddenly felt a surge of heat in his body. His warm hands stroked both sides of her cheeks, and said with a deep face: But, I feel very uncomfortable now, baby, I need to go to the bathroom.

Song Yuyan's face flushed red. She knew what he meant by "uncomfortable". She nodded slightly. Nan Zeyu gently and fiercely kissed her red lips for a long time until she resisted, and then he let her go.

Nan Zeyu got up from the bed, turned around and walked out of her room quickly. Song Yuyan breathed a sigh of relief. She touched her red face. This bastard wanted to have sex with her even when her ankle was injured. She was really puzzled.

She decided to pretend, even if her ankle had healed, she had to pretend that it had not healed yet. Song Yuyan thought about it, she gently took away the quilt, held on to the bedside table with her small hands, supported her body little by little, and sat up from the bed.

As soon as her right ankle touched the ground, she felt waves of pain. Tears welled up in her eyes. She suddenly remembered that he did not apply medicine to her ankle last night, so it hurt so much.

Song Yuyan was furious and lying on the bed again, crying helplessly. She couldn't go to school for a month, she was going crazy, she couldn't go anywhere? Of course, she didn't want her mother to know about this.

Song Yuyan lay horizontally on the bed, staring at the ceiling with tearful eyes and red eyes. There was helplessness and anger in her eyes. Her watery eyes were filled with crystal clear tears, which was very distressing to look at.

Nan Zeyu quickly released the heat in his body in the bathroom before he put on his clothes and opened the bathroom door. He quickly walked to the room, frowned, and walked over with a cold face. Seeing Song Yuyan sobbing, he realized something. He took off his shoes, got on the bed, and knelt on it.

Song Yuyan tilted her head, and saw Nan Zeyu appear in front of her with her watery eyes. She was stunned for a moment, and looked at him with a sweet smile and said: It's okay, Ayu, it's just that my ankle hurts. Song Yuyan's watery eyes were filled with crystal clear tears, which made him feel depressed.

He leaned over and said with a distressed look: "Be good, baby, I will carry you to wash and apply medicine to your ankle." Song Yuyan nodded with a faint smile. She sniffed sharply. Nan Zeyu carefully carried her to the bathroom and carried her to the high washstand.

He brushed her teeth gently. In order to prevent the water from the faucet from dripping onto the gauze on her right ankle, Nan Zeyu leaned his whole body against her, holding the toothbrush in one hand and the toothbrush cup in the other. He let her tilt her head back and he also raised his head to help her brush her teeth.

The whole action made Song Yuyan extremely helpless. She felt some soreness at the back of her neck. She frowned. Nan Zeyu's dark eyes darkened. He held the toothbrush cup in his big hand and placed it on the sink. Then, he protected her jawbone with his big hand.

After brushing her teeth, she washed her face. Nan Zeyu had never taken care of anyone before, except for taking care of her mother. She applied the facial cleanser evenly on her snow-white little face, massaged her face in circles, then wet the towel with warm water and wiped off the facial cleanser on her face.

In this way, he washed his face five times. Song Yuyan looked at his soft hands with her watery eyes. He was really focused when he was doing things. She said sweetly: Is it hard? Baby, help me wash my face.

Nan Zeyu paused for a moment, then he focused on wiping the cleanser off her face, and said softly, "Not bad." Song Yuyan was stunned, staring at him with soft eyes.

After washing up, Nan Zeyu carried her to the sofa, then returned to her room, took out her schoolbag, and walked quickly to the sofa. Song Yuyan lay obediently on his legs. He jumped with his slender arms and gently untied the white gauze on her right ankle.

Song Yuyan looked at his handsome profile calmly, her brows slowly relaxed, and suddenly she felt hot and her ankle was in pain again. Song Yuyan's face turned pale and her eyebrows wrinkled. The man stopped, turned his head to look at her, and whispered to her: Dear baby, it won't hurt so much after I apply the medicine to you, just bear with it, okay.

Song Yuyan frowned and nodded, and said with difficulty through her red lips: "I'm fine." There was a hint of pain in her voice, which made Nan Zeyu feel a dull pain in his heart and feel uncomfortable. It was all his fault that he didn't come to the school to pick her up on time after class, otherwise her ankle would not have been hit by the car.

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant, anti-edema medicine, and ointment, which made Song Yuyan's face wrinkle tightly. After a while, Song Yuyan felt that the pain in her ankle seemed to be relieved. She said softly in a slow voice: Is the medicine done? Ah Yu, I don't think my ankle hurts so much anymore.

The man gently wrapped the gauze around her and tied a perfect knot. Nan Zeyu sat up straight and looked down at the beautiful girl on his lap. Her watery eyes blinked as she looked straight at him. There was a transparent and clear color in her eyes, as dazzling as crystal, and as touching as the crystal at night.

Nan Zeyu's dark eyes softened, and he said gently: Yes, baby, I have bandaged you. Song Yuyan smiled at him gratefully, with a sweet arc at the corner of her mouth. He couldn't help it, lowered his head, and sealed her red lips again.

After Nan Zeyu finished washing up and Song Yuyan changed into her skirt, Nan Zeyu picked her up again, opened the door, walked to the stairs steadily and forcefully, and walked downstairs effortlessly while holding her.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Ye Mingxuan walked forward with an anxious look on her face. Song Yuyan looked at Ye Mingxuan walking over, her little face trembled, and then she said in a calm tone: It's okay, Aunt Ye, A Yu applied medicine on my ankle, but I can't go to school for a month.

Nan Zeyu sat on the dining table, eating breakfast quickly, and then turned his eyes to stare at Song Yuyan beside him. He said in a cold voice: Wait for me, baby, I will feed you later. Ye Mingxuan widened her beautiful eyes, shocked for a while, and then said nervously: Is it so serious? Xiaoyu, is Xiaoyan's ankle injury serious?

Nan Zeyu didn't even raise his head, his dark eyes staring at Song Yuyan who was sitting upright in a daze, and said in a cold voice: "Hmm". Nan Zeyu finished his breakfast in a few bites. He looked at her breakfast on the table with his deep dark eyes, a bowl of milk strawberry oatmeal porridge, and frowned.

Then, he picked up the bowl with his big hands, glanced coldly at Aunt Li on the right, and said sternly: Tomorrow's breakfast will be changed to pork bone porridge. It should not be too greasy, just light. The purpose is to nourish the bones. Do you understand, Aunt Li?

Mother Li raised her head suddenly, staring at her young master in a daze. She glanced at him with her sharp eyes, and tremblingly lowered her head and said: "Okay, okay, I get it, young master!" Nan Zeyu fed Song Yuyan breakfast patiently. His black eyes were full of tenderness, his movements were gentle, and his breath was steady.

Song Yuyan blushed, and her watery eyes just stared at his face in a daze. Ye Mingxuan looked at the couple and smiled faintly, "Xiaoyu, how can you take care of people? In the past, he had to ask Butler Long to take care of me, but now he can do it himself."

Her beautiful eyes were full of joy, and the corners of her mouth were raised. She lowered her head to eat the peach gum and snow swallow porridge in the bowl, and raised her head to glance at the couple at the opposite table. Today's breakfast was very delicious. The main thing was that she was really happy to see that her son Xiaoyu could take care of his future wife!

In the room, Song Yuyan's phone was ringing. She placed it on the sofa with the screen on. The phone was vibrating on the sofa. Nie Ranran frowned. Why didn't anyone answer the phone? After a while, the phone rang again. It was from her best friend Jiayi. She had a day off today and wanted to drive to Song Yuyan's school to see her.

He drove a BMW to the gate of her university and called her several times, but no one answered. She frowned. It was almost 9 o'clock after breakfast. Nan Zeyu picked her up and glanced at Ye Mingxuan who was still eating breakfast. His face darkened and he said coldly: Mom, I won't go to the company until Xiaoyan's ankle heals. I will do the work at home and take good care of her at home.

Ye Mingxuan quickly looked up, then reacted and said gently: Okay, okay, take good care of Xiaoyan, her ankle is injured and she can't go anywhere, go! Nan Zeyu responded, then carried Song Yuyan out of the restaurant.

Nan Zeyu carried her back to the room. Just as he carried her to the sofa, the phone rang again. Song Yuyan turned her head to look at the phone on the sofa. She picked it up slowly. It was a call from Jiayi. She pressed the answer button.

Nan Zeyu closed the door, walked quickly to her, sat on the sofa, and let her head rest on his chest. Song Yuyan said softly and weakly: Jiayi, what's wrong? I'm in his villa, not going to school, my ankle is injured, and I can't walk for a month.

Shen Jiayi frowned tightly and said nervously: Is it serious? Do you want to come to the hospital so I can take a look at your ankle injury, Yanyan. Song Yuyan wanted to say something, but Nan Zeyu snatched the phone from her hand and said seriously: It's quite serious, but I have applied medicine to her ankle, Miss Shen, if you can, come and see Xiaoyan!

Shen Jiayi's face darkened, and he said in a cold voice: "Okay, I just have a day off today, I'll drive over to the villa now." Song Yuyan looked up at him, and said in confusion: "Why are you trying to snatch my phone? And is it really okay for you not to go to the company?" Ayu.

Nan Zeyu looked into her watery eyes, stroked her cheeks with his big hands, and said gently: You can work from home, nothing is more important than you, baby. His black eyes reflected full of love, which made Song Yuyan's heart skip a beat.

Then, the phone rang again. Song Yuyan hugged his waist with her hands, closed her eyes and leaned her head on his chest. Song Yuyan didn't open her watery eyes, and slowly said with her red lips: "Put it next to my ear." Nan Zeyu did as he was told, looked at the caller ID, then pressed the answer button on the phone and put it next to her ear.

Nie Ranran heard the phone being answered, and a worried voice came from the phone: What's wrong with you? Yanyan, I called you several times but you didn't answer. I was so worried, I thought something happened to you. Song Yuyan was stunned and opened her eyes suddenly.

Holding the phone in his little hand, he said helplessly: My ankle was injured at the school gate yesterday. I was hit by a car. It was quite serious. I can't walk for a month, so I can't go to school.

Nan Zeyu hugged her in his arms with heartache, lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead. After listening to what Song Yuyan said, Nie Ranran said anxiously: "Don't worry, don't worry, I'm taking a taxi to President Nan's villa now, why are you so careless?" Yanyan.

After saying that, Nie Ranran hung up the phone. Song Yuyan looked up at him upset and said in a confused manner: Am I really useless? Ah Yu. Nan Zeyu looked at her level, his black eyes staring at her watery eyes seriously, and comforted her: No, don't think like that, baby, I will accompany you for this month.

More than an hour later, a royal blue BMW arrived at the gate of the Nan family villa. Then, a car stopped in front of it and a girl got out of the car. She was wearing black-framed glasses, was petite, and had short platinum curly hair, looking fresh and refined.

Shen Jiayi quickly opened the car door and got out with her long legs. She walked to the door of the villa with her height of 175cm. Nie Ranran also happened to walk to the door. She glanced at Shen Jiayi with a stunned look on her face. She was dressed in a noble, cold and beautiful manner.

Nie Ranran frowned and asked in a daze: Excuse me, are you here to see Yanyan as well? Shen Jiayi, with her extremely beautiful eyes, turned slightly, looked at Nie Ranran and said in a calm voice: I am her best friend, may I ask, what's wrong?

Nie Ranran hurriedly shook her head, smiled gently and said: "Nothing, I am a good friend of Yanyan in the company, and I am here to see her." The two just looked at each other and stopped talking.

After a while, Nan Zeyu's cell phone rang. He let go of Song Yuyan and took out his cell phone from his trouser pocket. It was Shen Jiayi calling. He pressed the answer button and said sternly: "Are you there? Wait, I'll be right out the door."

After hanging up the phone, Nan Zeyu glanced at Song Yuyan and said calmly: I'll go to the gate of the villa now. Shen Jiayi is here, and I think Nie Ranran should be here too. I'll go first, baby.

Song Yuyan was stunned for a while, she nodded and said sweetly: "Okay, thank you for your help, let them come directly to my room, Ayu." Nan Zeyu nodded, got up from the sofa, walked quickly to the door and opened it.

Song Yuyan lay down on the sofa, staring at the ceiling with watery eyes. Nan Zeyu quickly went down the stairs, ran out of the villa, walked through the back garden, and walked to the door of the villa. He looked at Shen Jiayi and Nie Ranran with his deep black eyes, and said calmly: It's okay, I've applied medicine to the ankle.

After that, Nan Zeyu called Li Ma. Li Ma hurried out of the villa and walked to the door of the villa to open the door. Song Yuyan was about to fall asleep, and the door was opened. Song Yuyan was about to sit up, but Nie Ranran and Shen Jiayi rushed forward and scared Song Yuyan.

Song Yuyan leaned on the sofa with her arms, looking at Nie Ranran and Shen Jiayi in shock. She said helplessly: Uh, what are you doing? This is... Nan Zeyu slowly closed the door and walked over.

Shen Jiayi glanced at her right ankle, turned her head and looked at Nan Zeyu who was walking over with concern. She said nervously: "Mr. Nan, do we really not need to go to the hospital? I can drive Xiaoyan to the hospital now."

Nie Ranran looked around Song Yu's room, then turned to look at Song Yuyan and said with envy: Yanyan, your room is so beautiful! It's so beautiful, she kept exclaiming in admiration. Song Yuyan looked at Shen Jiayi with embarrassment.

She laughed dryly: Really? Of course, I think so too? Nie Ranran was as happy as a child, looking around in her room. Shen Jiayi rolled her eyes at Nie Ranran, then sat on the sofa. Nan Zeyu smiled and sat down with Shen Jiayi. Shen Jiayi turned sideways and glanced at Nan Zeyu who was sitting next to her. She became nervous.

Song Yuyan looked at Shen Jiayi in confusion. Is Jiayi nervous? She smiled sweetly at Shen Jiayi and said, "Why are you nervous, Jiayi? Why are you nervous?"

When Shen Jiayi heard the voice, she looked into Song Yuyan's crescent-shaped eyes. She smiled awkwardly and said, "No, no, nothing, Yanyan, you look very happy. My ankle is injured, um..."

Song Yuyan lowered her head. Shen Jiayi knew her too well. If she told her not to go anywhere, she would really panic. She crossed Nan Zeyu, gently pulled her little hand, stroked her little head and said softly: "Okay, it's okay, Yanyan, take good care of your injuries and you will be well soon." Song Yuyan looked up at Shen Jiayi with grievance, and her heart was warmed. Jiayi was like this. What she said always made her feel uncomfortable. The grievance in her heart came up for a moment, and then disappeared.