Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 46

Nan Jin glanced at him, just a glance.

However, she saw that his deep eyes were no longer cold, but they were not warm either. He just looked at her and only had that sentence.

Her heart was inexplicably stable, and it seemed that the rhythm of her heartbeat had also returned to normal.

Yes, she was afraid.

I no longer want to stand on the cusp of public opinion, and I no longer want to be popularized.

"Let's go." The man walked around the car and opened the door for her, with one hand on her waist, that hand naturally held her hand, like a gentle husband, accompanying his wife toward the go home.

Leaning on his chest, Nan Jin was confused for a moment. This man's chest was not broad, but it was warm. His shoulders did not have that kind of explosive muscles, but they were very powerful.

Leaning against him, she suddenly thought how long could she hold this chest and this embrace?Is he like this with everyone?How many people are leaning in his arms like she is now?How many people will want to occupy this embrace like this in the future?
Butler Li, who came out with his servants, was taken aback when he saw this. A man in the distance came with a woman in his arms, as if what he held in his arms was a treasure he cherished, tenderly caressing, quietly protecting...

After gesturing, Butler Li led the servants back.

Neither Tong Junhao nor Nan Jin spoke. As usual, they went straight back to the room. The man hugged her in front of her, with his hands on her waist, and she could break free with a slight struggle. He whispered in his ear: "Everything has me."

Nan Jin blinked, raised her head to look at him, and just inadvertently grabbed his tie, "Tong Junhao, are you so nice to everyone?"

If not, why should you be so nice to her?
Tong Junhao froze, his voice stuck in his throat, after a long time, he patted her face, "You think it is."

If he was really kind, how could he be so cold?
Nan Jin looked at him more and more inexplicably, before she could say anything, Tong Junhao patted her face again, "Ma'am, even if you want me, don't be so anxious, you're going to strangle me to death."

Like an electric shock, she loosened the tie in her hand. For the first time, Nan Jin blushed with embarrassment, and rushed into the bathroom in three steps at a time.

The figure of her fleeing in embarrassment fell into Tong Junhao's eyes, and it was amused. When did he become a scourge?

Taking out his mobile phone, Tong Junhao looked at it, and then at the closed bathroom. Actually, it's not bad to make a souvenir.

After thinking for a while, he edited a text message on his mobile phone and sent it out.

When Assistant Xin saw the message, he shuddered and thought he had misread it. My God, has his eyesight been bad recently?I saw the BOSS sending text messages!
Confirming again and again that it was a text message from Tong Junhao, Xin Tezhu couldn't help shaking his head, times are developing, technology is improving, even the boss has evolved to learn to use text messages, it seems that the influence of the president's wife is huge!

When the two of them were eating in the evening, Nan Jin received a call from Yuan Zi'an again. It is said that those comments miraculously disappeared, and that Weibo became a read-only mode, where they could not comment, repost, or even bookmark it!
Nan Jin remembered Tong Junhao's words when she came home, and the first thing she did was to look at Tong Junhao. The man still picked up vegetables for dinner with a calm face, as if this incident never happened at all, and he didn't do it at all.

Blinking her eyes suspiciously, Nan Jin comforted the excited Yuan Zi'an and hung up the phone.

Sitting beside Tong Junhao, Nan Jin could clearly hear the joyful heart beating in his chest, and helped the man grab a piece of braised chicken wings, "Tong Junhao, you really didn't do that, did you?"

The man froze for a moment, looking at the braised chicken wings in the bowl.

I poked the chicken wings with chopsticks, very fat, praise!

Picking it up and taking a bite, Nan Jin was caught off guard and pushed his arm, "Tong Junhao, is it really you?"

The chicken wings slipped between the chopsticks and fell into the bowl again. Tong Junhao lowered his head and looked at her hand on his arm. Nan Jin was taken aback, and withdrew his hand embarrassingly, maybe because he felt that he seemed too obedient again, as if he was resigned. She raised her head and asked arrogantly: "I just want to know if you mean what you say? Why don't you say a word."

The man swallowed a mouthful of rice, "Oh, I thought you were so happy that you wanted to give me your body."

Nan Jin: "..."

You know you can't have too many fantasies about this man!
The little bit of gratitude and warmth that had just accumulated in his heart was shattered abruptly by him. Nan Jin curled her lips and lowered her head to eat.

After dinner, when Yuan Zi'an called again, Nan Jin had to tell the truth that it was just her own prank, so that Yuan Zi'an on the opposite side was speechless.

"You are finished, Nan Xiaojin, just wait, sooner or later you will fall into Tong Junhao's hands." Yuan Zi'an said to Nan Jin when he hung up the phone.

Fallen, will you?
Nan Jin stared at the cell phone with a darkened screen and blinked. Never mind, how many people can tell the future clearly.

Tomorrow happens to be Saturday, Tong Junhao asked Nan Jin: "Arrangements for Saturday and Sunday?"

At that time, Nan Jin was sitting in front of the piano and kept tuning. Hearing this remark, he paused for a moment, then turned his head and said, "Tong Junhao, why don't you cook for me? Last time you ate the steak I made, and I haven't I have enjoyed your cooking skills, you don’t have time usually, but Saturday is just a good time.”

Provoking your man's dignity and asking you to cook for me, you should be angry this time, right?
Who knows, the man walked up to her and glanced at her, "You didn't make it for me last time."

The implication is that if you want to eat what I cook, cook for me too.

"..." Nan Jin was angry, and a piano key was accidentally pressed hard, making a piercing sound of "thump".

While getting angry, Nan Jin became more and more confused about where Tong Junhao's bottom line was. Even she could tolerate her doing such an excessive thing. What kind of intentions does this man have?
Feeling slightly uneasy in her heart, she wished to wrap her heart layer by layer, for fear of falling into Tong Junhao's little bit of tolerance and pampering.

She is not afraid of being abandoned, nor is she afraid of the hardships of life, but she is afraid that others will treat her well, even if it is a little bit, she will repay it ten times and a hundred times.

It's not that she thinks anything else, but that her previous experience was so tragic that even the seemingly insignificant goodness of others can warm her heart.

Lowering her head, Nan Jin covered the unpredictable emotions in her eyes and the fleeting pain, her fingers gently stroked the piano keys, and the girl slowly raised her head, "Okay, you do it for me, I'll do it for you How about doing it?"

"That's about the same." The man left a sentence and turned to leave.

Behind her, the expected sound of the piano did not come to mind, Nan Jin lay quietly on the piano, and Tong Junhao who walked to the door turned back, glanced at her, but did not turn around, but left straight away.

Thousands of emotions turned around in her heart, and Nan Jin couldn't help but think of Yuan Zi'an's last words to her again.

She admitted from the very beginning that Tong Junhao was a very good man, but also a warm man, but since he told her that he had a lover, it was impossible for them to be together.

Seizing someone's love is not something a gentleman does, and she doesn't even have the idea of ​​being a mistress.

Thinking of this, Nan Jin suddenly remembered that it seems that Tong Junhao and Tong Xiaowu have never been together since returning from their honeymoon. Don't they need to connect with each other?Don't we have to spend the night together?

(End of this chapter)