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

Nan Zeyu's kiss came like a flash of lightning across every part of Song Yuyan's body. Song Yuyan closed her eyes tightly. He held Song Yuyan tightly against the door of the room, then opened the door. Song Yuyan was pushed into the room while being kissed by him. The two of them kept kissing since they entered the room.

The room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere. His kiss was as fierce as a raging fire, making Song Yuyan feel as if she couldn't breathe. Nan Zeyu kissed her, and he pressed the back of Song Yuyan's head with his big hand, increasing the strength.

The man and the sweet girl in the room kissed all the way from the sofa to the closet, then to the room, and to the bed. This long kiss lasted for a full hour, until Song Yuyan felt her heart was out of breath, and Nan Zeyu slowly let him go. He was panting, his eyes fixed on the lovely girl whose lips were swollen from his kiss.

Song Yuyan placed her hands on Nan Zeyu's shoulders. She lowered her head and breathed deeply: You, you, you are trying to kill me. I can't breathe, Nan Zeyu!

Nan Zeyu quickly pulled Song Yuyan into his arms, lifted her chin, and looked at her with dim eyes. Her little face was red with a hint of white. He wondered if he had kissed Song Yuyan's face until it turned white. Song Yuyan's red lips were swollen, her little face was half white, and her brows were furrowed.

He laid Song Yuyan's body at an angle, put her legs on the bed, and gently patted her little face with his big hands. Nan Zeyu frowned, and seeing that Song Yuyan still looked like she hadn't recovered, he became anxious and gave Song Yuyan artificial respiration directly. He put his thin lips against Song Yuyan's slightly opened jelly lips and blew air gently into them.

After a while, Song Yuyan was choked and opened her watery eyes and coughed several times. Nan Zeyu, after seeing Song Yuyan recovered, he touched her red and white little face and apologized: It's my fault, baby, Xiaoyan, I didn't know I would let you, you scared me to death just now.

Song Yuyan lay exhausted in Nan Zeyu's arms, looked at him with confusion and said: What happened to me just now? Yu, I found it difficult to breathe just now, you gave me artificial respiration, right?

Nan Zeyu looked at Song Yuyan's confused face and nodded, saying: Yes, Xiaoyan, it's all my fault. I won't do this again next time. I don't know why... Song Yuyan's eyes turned and her little hand stroked his handsome face.

Looking at his self-blaming eyes, I gently said, "It's okay, Ayu, it's your kissing skills that I can't resist. But no matter how you kiss me, I don't feel disgusted at all. This is the feeling of being conquered by someone, don't you think so?" Ayu.

The man looked at Song Yuyan closely, his cheek pressed against hers. Nan Zeyu's eyes turned red, and a tear fell on Song Yuyan's palm. Song Yuyan stroked his beautiful ear with her right palm and said sweetly: It's great that you can cry for me. Next time, I'll cry for you.

Nan Zeyu held Song Yuyan for a long time, until he felt that Song Yuyan fell asleep again, he put her on the bed, let her lie flat on the bed, and covered her with a quilt. His eyes were as deep as the ocean and he looked at the sleeping Song Yuyan quietly. I will definitely protect you well. I don’t want anyone else but you.

Nan Zeyu walked out of the room and glanced at the clock in the room. It was already 1 a.m. Nan Zeyu looked at the edge of the sofa, which was wrinkled. He walked towards Song Yuyan's closet and found that the doors of the closet were open. He quickly closed the door.

How much force did he use to kiss Song Yuyan just now? It was so crazy... Ever since Song Yuyan appeared, he has completely become a kissing maniac. It seems that if he doesn't kiss her hard and forcefully, he will feel uncomfortable. Only she can melt him!

Xia Rounuan returned home with her cheeks slightly pink. She was about to walk quickly upstairs when she was seen by Zhang Guohua. Zhang Guohua looked at Xia Rounuan with a puzzled look and asked: "What's wrong with you, Xiaonuan? Your face is so red. Are you feeling unwell?"

As he spoke, Zhang Guohua raised his hands to touch Xia Rounuan's cheeks. Xia Rounuan suddenly felt uneasy, looked at him coldly and angrily said: "Who are you? You dare to touch me? Don't touch me. Besides, I tell you, what happens to me is my business and has nothing to do with you."

After Xia Rounuan finished speaking, she held the bag tightly behind her with both hands, walked past Zhang Guohua, and walked upstairs quickly. Zhang Guohua's face turned purple because of Xia Rounuan's anger. He looked at Xia Rounuan, "Thing? What am I calling you? It's fine if you don't call me uncle, but you still call me a thing..."

Zhang Guohua returned to the room and angrily shut the door tightly. The door made a thunderous vibration sound, which scared An Lixi who was applying a facial mask in the bathroom half to death. She rushed out of the bathroom and looked at Zhang Guohua with a gloomy face and said in a daze: What's wrong with you? Guohua, are you so angry?

Zhang Guohua glanced at An Lixi, whose face was pale. He frowned and suppressed his anger and said, "Xiao Nuan, I saw her face was red just now, and asked her what was wrong? But she just scolded me, "Who are you?" I...

After hearing this, An Lixi felt terrible. She hurried forward, took Zhang Guohua's arm and explained: Don't be angry, Guohua, Nuannuan just came back not long ago and is not familiar with you yet. Don't bother with her. I will apologize to you on her behalf, okay?

After saying that, An Lixi dragged Zhang Guohua to the bathroom. After a while, a man's heavy breathing could be heard from the bathroom. Xia Rounuan returned to the room. She put her bag on the sofa and sat on it with resentful eyes. No, Xiaoyu was hers. She, Song Yuyan, looked like a young college student. Why did she have to compete with her for love?

When she thought of Brother Xiaoyu looking at Song Yuyan's face full of love, she felt jealous, her nails dug deep into her fingers. Brother Xiaoyu, how could this be possible? How could this be possible? Could it be that he only... after she went to France...

When she was in France, she also tried to contact Brother Xiaoyu, but when she arrived in France she found that she had not got the mobile phone at all. Later, the mobile phone she used in France was bought for her by her brother. After returning to China, she moved to this villa and this room.

Xia Rounuan just saw her cell phone, and she became gloomy. Her eyes were red as fire, and her extremely charming eyes revealed a hint of cruelty. Song Yuyan, right? You wait, I will let you see who is the most suitable person for Brother Nan Zeyu.

As Xia Rounuan thought about it, her whole face became extremely charming, and the curve of her mouth gave off a hint of coldness. There was no reason for a man that Xia Rounuan liked to fail. I will destroy your relationship bit by bit, so that Brother Xiaoyu will come to me willingly, and you, Song Yuyan, can only be ruthlessly abandoned by her.

When Xia Rounuan thought of that scene, she burst into laughter. Her smile was terrifying, and there was a devilish murderous aura in her laughter. The corners of her eyes were extremely seductive. "Brother Xiaoyu keeps calling me Xiaonuan. Just based on this, I can beat you, Song Yuyan."

After taking a shower, Xia Rounuan walked out of the bathroom barefoot. She took the phone from the sofa and leaned on it. She looked at the time on the phone screen with her charming cat eyes. It was 2 o'clock in the morning. She would call Xiaoyu and sing for him. He would definitely remember it!

After taking a shower, Nan Zeyu walked to the sofa, crossed his legs, took the laptop from the sofa, opened it, and began typing fluently. He did not go to the company yesterday and there were still some projects that had not been completed. He used this little time in the early morning to finish the projects quickly.

Suddenly, the cell phone rang. Nan Zeyu frowned and continued typing, but the phone showed no sign of stopping and was still ringing, making Nan Zeyu's veins pop out. With a cold face, he looked at the cell phone in the gap of the sofa. Seeing that the caller was Xia Rounuan, his brows relaxed.

Nan Zeyu had no choice but to stop typing and took the phone. He pressed the call button and Xia Rounuan's soft voice came from the other end. Xia Rounuan looked at the phone with a coquettish look on her face. Her eyes slightly curled up and she said to Nan Zeyu on the phone: I'm home, Brother Xiaoyu, why are you still awake so late?

Nan Zeyu pinched his brows, typed with one hand, and said in a cold voice: I am working on the project. I am home now. Why are you still awake, Xiaonuan? When Xia Rounuan heard this, her face instantly turned wrinkled. She said pitifully: I had a quarrel with my stepfather when I went upstairs to the villa. I was so angry that I couldn't sleep. Brother Xiaoyu, he is so mean to me!

Nan Zeyu's face darkened, he frowned and said coldly: What is your stepfather's name? Tell me, Xiao Nuan. Xia Rounuan told Nan Zeyu Zhang Guohua's name, and Nan Zeyu quickly searched on the computer.

Xia Rounuan took the phone and saw no sound from the other end. She said tenderly: Brother Xiaoyu, Brother Xiaoyu, are you still there? Brother Xiaoyu. Nan Zeyu picked up the phone again and said gently to Xia Rounuan on the other end of the phone: The phone just slid onto the sofa. I found out your stepfather's name. His company is just a small one. It's okay. I'll just teach him a lesson. It's getting late. Go to bed, Xiaonuan.

Xia Rounuan heard Nan Zeyu's voice getting colder, so she hurriedly said, "How about this, I sing a song for Brother Xiaoyu and then I go to sleep, okay?" Nan Zeyu listened, frowned, and whispered, "Okay then!"

Then, Xia Rounuan started to sing a song in French. Of course Nan Zeyu could understand it as he was proficient in five languages: Japanese, Korean, English, French and German. Xia Rounuan's charming voice sounded very melodious and graceful when she sang the French song.

Nan Zeyu, after listening to the song, he began to admire Xia Rounuan. He did not expect that this little girl could sing French so well. After the song was over, Xia Rounuan said with a slightly tired look: "It's over. Alas, Brother Xiaoyu, did I sing badly? Did I make a fool of myself?" But, when I was studying in France, my teacher said that I sang this song the best.

Nan Zeyu frowned as he listened. He held the phone, looked at the computer screen with his dark eyes, and operated it with one hand. He said to Xia Rounuan on the other end of the phone in a calm voice: "No, Xiaonuan, you sing French songs very well, really very well!"

When Xia Rounuan heard this, a bright smile spread across her face. Brother Xiaoyu was mesmerized by my singing. The corners of her mouth curved into a dimple. Nan Zeyu kept talking to Xia Rounuan on the phone until 3 a.m. After hanging up the phone, Xia Rounuan lay on the sofa and screamed happily. Brother Xiaoyu said that I sang French songs very well. Next, I will go to learn singing and work harder to learn to sing French songs well.

Nan Zeyu made a bitter face and quickly rushed to work on the plan. At 5 o'clock, when he saw that the plan was completed to his satisfaction, he lay on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.

Xia Rounuan took a car to the Nan family villa early in the morning. She got off the car and walked quickly towards the villa where Nan Zeyu lived. Today she was wearing a rose-colored off-shoulder hip skirt with a rose design on the hem. Her shoulders were open, revealing her sexy collarbone. The tight hip skirt made her waist look like the size of a pair of headphones.

She has proud breasts, and this hip skirt shows off her proud D cup. She looked at Song Yuyan's bust yesterday, and it was only C cup, not even half the size of hers. Thinking of this, Xia Rounuan showed a victorious smile at the corner of her mouth. Her figure is the hottest in all French schools. Even when she was studying in France, the professor looked at her with a greedy look on his face.

After Nan Zeyu woke up, he felt dizzy. He looked up and found that he had fallen asleep on the sofa. His eyes tightened and he turned his head to look around. Seeing that it was already afternoon on the clock, he got up from the sofa and walked towards the bathroom.

After quickly washing up, he walked out of the bathroom, opened the door, walked to the stairs, and came to Song Yuyan's door. Before he knocked on the door, Nan Zeyu found that the door was open. He pushed the door open lightly and walked quickly into the room.

When he walked to Song Yuyan's room, he found that she was still asleep. Nan Zeyu stepped out of the door and quickly tidied her room. If she woke up and saw the sofa like this, what would she think was wrong?

Also, Nan Zeyu tidied up her closet. After that, Nan Zeyu walked out of the room, closed the door, and was about to go back to his room when he heard someone talking outside the villa. He quickly ran downstairs and walked to the door of the villa. He saw that the person standing outside the gate was Xia Rounuan.

Nan Zeyu walked quickly towards the door of the villa. Wang Ma turned around and looked at Master Nan who suddenly stood behind her and said timidly: Master, I don’t know who this person is, so I didn’t open the door to let her in. Sorry!