Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 18 The Wife's Responsibility Is Warming the Bed
Fingers slid across the rows of books, handwritten, woodcut, printed, all kinds of books, Nan Jin didn't know that his expression at the moment was dazzled and obsessed, just like a three-year-old child found his favorite toy .

Picking a music book, Nan Jin sat on the floor, leaning on the bookshelf and quietly flipping through it, forgetting that Tong Junhao who was following her had already been forgotten.

Tong Junhao touched his nose, could it be that his sense of existence is so bad?
"It's time to go back to the hotel." Taking out the booklet in her hand, Tong Junhao casually put it back on the bookshelf, ignoring Nan Jin's almost crazy expression, holding her wrist, picked her up and walked out.

Nan Jin has never been so annoyed that she is short and struggling to be held down by a man, Nan Jin can only watch helplessly as the books she has been looking for for a long time are getting farther and farther away from her.

Once out of the collection hall, Nan Jin finally couldn't help but shouted: "Tong Junhao, I'm not tired, why do you have to take me away?"

"I'm tired and going to bed." Someone replied.

"But I'm not tired!" He kicked a few times, but it didn't affect him at all. Nan Jin once wondered if he had practiced karate.

Tong Junhao glanced at her, and said as a matter of course: "You are my wife, you want to warm my bed."

"..." Nuan your sister!

In this way, the two bickered all the way, and Nan Jin was escorted back to the hotel by Tong Junhao. Fortunately, the hotel they stayed in was relatively close to the Golden Hall.

After lunch, Tong Junhao really picked up Nan Jin and threw him on the big bed, and went to sleep!

Nan Jin stared at the ceiling stupidly, but didn't react for a while.

From this day on, Ms. Nan has another function, or task, warming the bed!
It was impossible to escape, because, when she finally fell asleep listening to the steady breathing of the man beside her, Nan Jin quietly took away the hand that was lying on her waist.

Before she could support her body with one hand, the hand that had just been taken off was wrapped around her waist again, and her whole body was brought into the man's arms, and her chin hit his chest, which was painful!

Nan Jin grinned in pain and pushed his body, but the result was that his body was buckled even tighter.

After three times, Nan Jin finally lay down on the bed helplessly, staring blankly at the ceiling.

I don't know how long it took, feeling the quiet and stable atmosphere around her, Nan Jin also slowly fell asleep. She hasn't had a good night's sleep in the past two years. After meeting Tong Junhao, her insomnia problem was cured.

When Nan Jin woke up, there was no sign of Tong Junhao in the room. After thinking for 2 minutes, wondering if Tong Junhao went out to hunt for sex while the night was charming, Nan Jin made sure of one thing, she was hungry.

Get out of bed to wash, and then get the room card, Nan Jin went downstairs to eat.

The winter in Vienna is not as cold as in Qingcheng. At dusk, the setting sun penetrates through the glass and sprinkles on the dining table. Nan Jin sits at the dining table and watches the setting sun go down.

I don't know how many people have seen the sunset since ancient times. The sunset is beautiful, but it is dusk. She doesn't know how to hurt the spring and the autumn. If she just blindly sympathizes, Nan Jin may have died when she saw her parents fall from the sky with her own eyes.

Holding the knife in one hand and the fork in the other, Nan Jin ate the steak in small mouthfuls, watching the sunset sinking bit by bit.

Wiping her lips, Nan Jin hadn't stood up from the chair when the opposite chair was suddenly pulled away, and the man's tall body sat down opposite her. He waved to the waiter instead of looking at her.

Immediately someone came over attentively with the menu of the restaurant, but Tong Junhao didn't even look at it, he just pointed to her plate, "Same as her."

Nan Jin: "..."

The waiter went down immediately, Tong Junhao lit a cigarette and took a puff, the smoke ring spit out from his mouth, looking at her with cold eyes.

Nan Jin pouted, didn't you report to me where you went by yourself?
Tong Junhao didn't speak, and quietly smoked a cigarette, Nan Jin kept looking at him, but looked through him to the extremely distant sky, where the setting sun set.

The atmosphere was slightly cold, not at all like the intensity of newlyweds, you, me, newlyweds, not to mention Xiaobie Shengxin, the air-conditioning in the body became more and more intense as time went on.

Nan Jin was speechless, obviously he left her in the room, she was just hungry and wanted to come out to eat something.

Tong Junhao is very cold, Nan Jin is very stubborn, the two seem to be engaged in a tug-of-war, and neither of them is willing to bow their heads first.

In the end, it was the waiter who rescued Nan Jin, who was unbearable in the air-conditioning, and put a steak with a glass of red wine in front of Tong Junhao.

Taking a sip of the wine, Tong Junhao pushed the steak with the knife and fork in front of Nan Jin, "Cut the steak!"

"..." The former eldest lady of the Nan family, a walking specimen of international etiquette, Nan Jin looked at the knives and forks, then at Tong Junhao, her neck twisted, and she said wildly: "I don't know how to do it."

Tong Junhao glanced at her, "I'll teach you."

Without waiting for Nan Jin to refuse, Tong Junhao threw away the wine glass, went around the table, hugged Nan Jin on his lap and sat down, and put the knife and fork into her hands respectively.

"When eating steak, you usually hold a fork in your left hand and a knife in your right hand. When cutting steak, hold the steak with the fork in your left hand, and gently saw the steak with the knife in your right hand. Don't make harsh sounds of rubbing against the plate. The cut piece of meat is just right for laughing." It's a mouthful of laughter, not too big, and don't cut all the steaks into small pieces in one go, go ahead, cut and show me."

Tong Sanshao showed unprecedented patience. In fact, he has always been patient, patiently waiting for her to do what he wanted her to do.

After waiting for 2 minutes, Nan Jin didn't hear Tong Junhao's order to get angry or stop her from cutting the steak. As soon as she moved, she was hugged by him, "Jin, sit on the man and move around, I thought you couldn't wait for the wedding ceremony."

Nan Jin's body froze, her hand holding the knife and fork tightened again and again, she looked embarrassed, and said unwillingly, "It's a pity that there are no holes and candles here."

"So you really want to?" She squeezed the hands on her waist, with a strong hint, and ambiguity circulated between them.

Without raising her head, Nan Jin played with the knife, "I really don't want to."

"I'm hungry, hurry up."

Hearing that he was hungry, Nan Jin just raised the knife and fork more slowly, I will starve you to death!
A pair of small hands seem to be unable to twist an embroidery needle, Nan Jin is cutting the steak feebly, waiting for Tong Junhao to be hungry and irritable, he must teach him a lesson, otherwise how can he not lose his temper and release his air-conditioning!
Nan Jin was furious, and someone casually lit a cigarette, "Jin, a wife should be gentle, considerate and loving to her husband."

(End of this chapter)