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

At 12 o'clock, the man finally stopped. He looked at the tired girl in his arms. His deep black eyes were extremely soft. He kissed the girl's soft red lips lovingly and whispered: Baby, how is it? Is your husband more delicious than Western food? Are you not angry anymore? The girl's face was still red. She lay diagonally in the man's arms, her red lips slightly half open, and panted: You, you, you... Nan Zeyu you! Don't think that this is over. I don't have the strength now.

After saying that, the girl fell down with her head down, holding the man's arms tightly with both hands, and fell into a deep sleep. Nan Zeyu carefully picked her up in his arms, got out of bed barefoot, held the pink, delicate, sweet and moving girl in his arms, and walked into the bathroom. The girl lay obediently in his arms. The man curled up his tall body, laid the girl flat, and let her lie comfortably on his chest.

He wiped her skin gently, lowered his eyes, and held her snow-white and transparent skin in his big hands. There were faint blushes on both sides of her cheeks, like peach blossoms, peaches, and as beautiful as pink peaches. Her red lips were like fresh strawberries, moist, soft, and rosy.

He lowered his eyes to look at the lovely girl who was sleeping with her eyes closed. He was indeed too crazy just now. He pushed her against the floor-to-ceiling window and directly... did something between a man and a woman with her. He didn't know how to coax her. If he went to buy western food for her at this time, the western restaurant would be closed, so he could only resort to this method.

Her figure, shape, and curves were now fitting against his legs, chest, and him in a charming and pink, translucent manner. The man vaguely felt a heat rising in his body. He raised his hand and patted his forehead. Nan Zeyu, stop it. She has no strength left...

After giving her a bath, he wiped the water off her body, wrapped her body with a dry towel, then picked her up sideways, carried her out of the bathroom, carefully laid her flat on the sofa, and took out his coat to cover her.

He bent down and approached Song Yuyan's quiet, snow-white face. His deep dark eyes were so soft that they could reveal water. He stared at her sleeping face and said softly: "Be good, baby, take a nap. I'll go make you something to eat and bring it to your room in a while. Wait a minute!" He lifted the girl's pearly, white and smooth forehead with his palm and kissed her gently on it.

The man moved quickly. He walked quickly to the villa kitchen, turned on all the lights in the kitchen, walked to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator door, looked at his watch, and saw the time. It was already 1 o'clock. He hurried to make something delicious for his baby. He couldn't let her eat too late.

In the bedroom, on the sofa, the girl dozed off, her eyes slightly closed, her brows slightly furrowed. She was wearing a dry bath towel and a warm suit jacket that the man had wrapped her in. She pulled the jacket over her body, tightly pressed it together, turned over, crossed her legs and lay flat on the sofa, and fell asleep again.

It was almost one in the morning when the man finally prepared a midnight snack and a late dinner. He walked to the kitchen door with two trays in his hands, then turned off all the lights in the kitchen. He walked quickly with steady, powerful steps, and he didn't feel any effort at all holding the two trays in his wrists.

Walking to the door of the girl's bedroom, he kicked the door open, then used his free elbow to close the bedroom door. Nan Zeyu carried the dinner on the tray and walked quickly towards the sofa, placing the tray on the sofa table. He turned his head and glanced at the girl, who turned over on the sofa and fell asleep again.

The man walked forward a few steps, sat on the sofa, and lifted the girl's body. The girl's eyes never opened, but she murmured with her red lips: Well, I'm so hungry! The man's brows were soft, and he said calmly: Okay, I got it, husband will feed you dinner right away, baby.

Song Yuyan couldn't sleep. She had done love affairs with him for so many times that she had used up all her energy. How could she not be hungry? She smelled the man's body fragrance and leaned her little face like a kitten in the man's warm arms. His warm palms lifted the girl's pink and white skin and pulled her body into his arms.

On the tray were the sweet and sour tomato pork slices, stir-fried lettuce, and a large bowl of pork ribs with rice. The ribs were full of collagen, white gelatin and top-quality rib meat, and the rice was topped with vanilla sauce, which made people salivate at the mere smell of it.

He held up the girl's cheek with one hand, took the hot meal from the tray with the other hand, and then took a small spoon to feed the meal into the girl's red lips little by little. The girl seemed to really know that this was the hot meal he had prepared, and she opened her red lips all at once, although her eyes were still slightly closed and not opened at all.

But Song Yuyan knew in her mind that this was a hot meal that Nan Zeyu specially made for her. The man said gently: "Be good, eat the hot meal first and don't go to bed on an empty stomach. Um... baby." The girl nodded slightly and opened her red lips again.

The man carefully fed the hot food from the tray into her mouth. The girl felt the heat on her tongue. The man lowered his eyes again, put his thin lips close to her red lips, and blew air into her mouth to prevent the hot food from burning her tongue. He fed her the hot food like this and blew air into her mouth with his thin lips.

Looking at Song Yu's bulging little cheeks as she chewed the hot meal he made for her, he became even more gentle. The corners of his lips gently lifted up, his deep dark eyes curved in a smile, the light in his eyes as gentle and beautiful as jade. His dark pupils reflected the girl's closed eyes and her red lips lightly chewing the hot meal in her mouth.

He knew that she was no longer angry, and had even calmed down... It was already 3 a.m. when he finished feeding the girl dinner. He looked down at the girl's throat as she was swallowing, and carefully placed her on his lap. Then, he picked up another tray, which contained his hot meal.

The man ate very quickly, and while eating, he looked at the girl lying on his lap. She seemed to be full, smacked her lips, her eyebrows curved sweetly, the corners of her lips raised sweetly, and her little face became even whiter and more charming. Looking at the girl sleeping on his lap, the man felt it was worth it. As long as he looked at her sleeping, he felt that no matter how angry the girl was, he could do his best to coax her.

The next morning, Song Yuyan's eyebrows moved slightly, and she suddenly opened her watery eyes, and saw Nan Zeyu holding her little face, his handsome face close to her, and then, his cold thin lips kissed her red lips, kissing her lightly like a chicken pecking at rice. Could it be that she was woken up by his kiss?

Nan Zeyu saw Song Yuyan's watery eyes, which were half-opened. He held her little face in his hands, and looked at the girl affectionately with his deep black eyes, and said with a warm smile: "How is it? My kiss wake-up service, baby, good morning!" The man smiled with a charming and gentle face, his black eyes were as deep as a whirlpool. The girl looked into his bottomless black eyes like the sea, her little face suddenly blushed, and she said in a daze: "Well, it's okay, Mr. Nan."

The next second, Nan Zeyu pressed the sleeping Song Yuyan under him with a strong move, and pressed his legs on her knees. She frowned and looked at the man. The two looked into each other's eyes. The man held the girl's snow-white skin, and his thin lips moved closer to her red lips. He tilted his head slightly, and kissed the girl's red lips sexily with his thin lips.

He tossed and turned, and easily pried open Song Yuyan's sweet red lips. He went straight in, hooking the tip of his tongue around the girl's tongue between her lips and teeth. The girl instinctively hugged the man's strong waist. The man raised his hand and clasped the back of the girl's head, and the kiss with his thin lips made her almost suffocate from lack of oxygen.

The two kissed passionately, madly and fervently. Nan Zeyu seemed to want to kiss the girl's red lips swollen. In just a few seconds, he had changed many ways of kissing, conquering the girl gently, forcefully and tenderly. Song Yuyan's mind was blank. She didn't know how to react and could only let him kiss her lips madly like this.

After the kiss, Song Yuyan's face flushed, her clear, crystal-like eyes glared at Nan Zeyu with anger, and she said with a look of difficulty breathing: No, no, you you you... Nan Zeyu, you treat my lips as food, I...

Her chest rose and fell violently, and the corners of her eyes were slightly red. Nan Zeyu curled his lips and smiled slightly. He lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment, then raised his eyes and looked into the girl's angry eyes. He raised his hand and stroked her red face, with the corners of his mouth raised and smiled slightly: It's because you are too sweet, baby, I can't control myself for a moment?

Song Yuyan's face turned red all the way to her ears. She looked into Nan Zeyu's dark eyes which were as deep and bottomless as the sea. Her heart was beating like thunder. Her heart skipped a beat and her red lips felt a little swollen. She raised her hand and hit his arm, turned her head, and said in a cold voice: Humph, men are all pigs. They only care about themselves and don't care about women's life or death.

The next second, Nan Zeyu seemed to have heard a huge joke. He fell forward and backward with his shoulders shaking. He laughed so hard that he fell on the bed. He was out of breath and said, "Oh, your husband is laughing to death, woman, you are a woman? Haha ...

Song Yuyan's face suddenly turned purple with anger. She turned her head and glanced at the man who fell on the bed laughing. Her face darkened and she said coldly: I'm warning you, Nan Zeyu, you have three seconds to laugh again, 3, 2, 1. As soon as the girl finished counting, the man stopped laughing immediately.

He looked up and turned his head to look. He laughed so hard that his stomach hurt. He said gently: "Okay, okay, okay, I won't laugh anymore. Baby, don't be angry, okay." The man picked up the girl in a bear hug and carried her to her bathroom. He washed her like a pampering child. The girl, with her legs raised and her arms propped up on the washstand, looked up at the man.

He gently applied the cleanser to her face and massaged her cheeks in circles. The girl looked at the man with her watery eyes and said sweetly: "Well, I'm not angry anymore, Mr. Nan." The man paused while wiping the cleanser off her face, tilted his head, and gently kissed the tip of the girl's snow-white nose.

The two walked downstairs hand in hand. Song Yuyan was startled and looked at her watch. It was 9...9...9 o'clock. Is it Monday today? She turned her eyes to the man and said nervously: Ah, what should I do? Ah Yu, today is Monday, it's 9 o'clock now, what should I do?

Nan Zeyu paused, stopped, turned around, and looked at Song Yuyan's nervous face with tenderness. He raised his hand to stroke her cheek, and gently comforted her: It's okay, then I won't go to school today, and I won't go to the company either. The whole company was urgently attacking the hacker last night, and it didn't end until very late. I don't want to go today either, so I'll accompany you for the day.

After saying that, he pulled her in his arms, wrapped his big hand around her slender waist, and raised his hand to stroke her back. The girl also held his waist in return, resting her jaw on his shoulder, her brows calm, her face emotionless, and she said helplessly: That's you, your energy is almost draining me of my strength, and when I'm overdrawn... it's you, Nan Zeyu.

The girl raised her hand to hit the man's sexy shoulder, and then she heard a faint cat's cry. Song Yuyan's pupils trembled, and she suddenly broke free from the man's arms, turned around, and saw the little cat shaking its chubby body and running towards her quickly.

Song Yuyan's eyes suddenly curved into a sweet smile. She pushed Nan Zeyu away, squatted down, and little Naimiao ran into her arms, jumped onto her shoulders, and then sat on her shoulders, making a series of meows. The girl smiled with joy, raised her hand and stroked little Naimiao's body, and said happily: You really like me, don't you, little Naimiao.

The kitten wagged its tail with joy and made a happy sound. The man's face turned from black to white and then to blue. His body was shaking violently. He looked up at the girl who was smiling sweetly and the kitten sitting on her shoulder.

Weird, how did she know about Little Naimie? I never told her about it. Song Yuyan glanced over and saw Nan Zeyu's body shaking with anger. She looked at him with a smile as bright as stars, and said with joy: "It was yesterday. I was admiring the flowers in the back garden and saw Little Naimie. It was so cute. It even has its own exclusive cat room. It's so beautiful!"

Nan Zeyu walked forward a few steps with a calm and handsome face, looked at the instigator, and glanced at the little cat with a stern face. When the little cat saw the cold and dark eyes of its master looking at her, it didn't dare to say a word for a moment, and lay innocently on Song Yuyan's shoulder, looking at the man pitifully with its blue-purple eyes.

Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan, who was smiling as sweetly as honey. He walked over with a sullen face, stood in front of her, and held her slender waist tightly with his big hands. The next second, he lifted her chin, and while she was stunned, he pressed Song Yuyan's lips with his thin lips passionately, and directly pried open her red lips, frantically stirring the sweetness in her lips.

The girl's body stiffened, and she raised her hands to hook the man's neck in a daze. Her little breasts were watching with relish, her big purple-blue eyes rolling around, her round belly resting on the girl's crooked shoulders, and her cat face was smiling.

Song Yuyan closed her eyes tightly. The man held the girl's slender waist tightly. His thin lips softened suddenly and turned into a gentle whirlpool kiss. The girl's head spun with the movement of the man's big hand. She felt dizzy.

It was not until Song Yuyan was about to suffer from hypoxia that he slowly let go of her, panting, and resting his forehead on her smooth and delicate milky white forehead. He spoke in a hoarse voice with his thin lips: Baby, well, tell me, you can only choose one between it and me.

Song Yuyan pushed the man against her forehead with a force. The next second, she felt a dull pain on her forehead. She frowned in pain and raised her hand to cover her forehead. She looked at the handsome man with a cold face. The girl's eyebrows were furious and she said helplessly: You are not jealous of a cat? It's not that serious!

At this time, the little Mimi seemed to be startled by the loud voices of the two people. It wagged its tail for help. Song Yuyan covered her forehead with her hand and raised her hand to touch the little Mimi. She said in a sweet voice: "Be good, Mimi, sister is fine, don't be afraid!"

The man looked coldly at the ragdoll cat on the girl's shoulder, then, coldly, picked up the little cat, held it in his arms, lowered his eyes and gently soothed it: "Little cat, be good, mom and I are talking about something, be good!"

The little cat didn't dare to move much at once. It was obedient in the man's arms. Song Yuyan looked at the man, then looked at the little cat in his arms. She was stunned and said: What? What the hell? Mom, how did I become its mother...

The girl was completely dumbfounded. The man looked at her tenderly and said with a wicked smile: You are my wife, it is your child, so you are naturally its mother!

Song Yuyan's face turned red, and she looked at the man with a smirk in disbelief. She was tongue-tied and said in confusion: I...how can I, hey, no, what kind of logic is this? Oh, I'm not!

Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan with a smile on his face again. He held the little breast in his hands, walked forward to the girl, and put his handsome face close to her, which prevented her from reacting at all. He then lifted her red lips to block the words she was about to say.

Song Yuyan wanted to cry but had no tears. She had been kissed by him three times in one morning. Three times! Was this man afraid of kissing? The little baby in her arms was squeezed by the two men and couldn't breathe, but she didn't dare to cry out. She could only droop her cat face innocently.

It was afraid of ruining its master's good deeds. The girl also admired the man very much. He was holding her little breasts and kissing her so strongly. She was forced to be kissed by him and could not make any resistance.

It felt like a century before the man ended the kiss. The corners of his lips curled up, his black eyes looked softly at the girl's rosy face, and he said gently: If you dare to say you are not my wife again, I will kiss you until your lips cannot open. You can try, I can do it, Song Yuyan.

Song Yuyan's eyes were filled with stupor, she was like a wooden chicken, holding her red little face, staring at the man in a daze. Her face was flushed from the kiss, her red lips were swollen, and her watery eyes were filled with transparent mist.

The little tits stretched out their chubby claws and tickled the girl. Song Yuyan lowered her head alertly, her lips curled up sweetly, raised her hand to touch the little tits and smiled gently: "Ah, mom is fine, yes, and dad is doing good things? You saw it all, right!"

The little girl looked up, innocently looking at the girl with a sweet smile. The grandma meowed, and the handsome man blushed. He stroked the top of the girl's head with one hand, and then stroked the little girl's body. The little girl turned her head to look at the handsome man, and then looked at the sweet girl. The picture of the two showing their love, plus the fat cat in her arms, this kind of happiness couldn't be better!