The President's Sweet Trap

As the old saying goes, there is a God three feet above the head. Even if it's for luck, don't say what you shouldn't say.

Tang Luyao saw that Nan Chunjie's face was not as scary as before, and looked at him carefully: "brother Jie, aren't you angry with me?"

Nan Chunjie sighed softly. His big eyes washed by tears looked particularly pitiful at him now. He couldn't bear to flash on his face and stretched out his fingers to poke her head.

"I really don't know what to do with you. You're clamoring for me to drive her away and marry you. Now I'm like you, but you don't want to!"

When Tang Luyao saw that his tone of voice had changed, she was secretly relieved. She plunged into Nan Chunjie's arms and held his waist tightly.

The little head lingered on his chest and said coquettishly, "I knew brother Jie was the best to me!"

Nan Chunjie looked at the small head arching in his arms, and a light that was not easy to be noticed flashed at the bottom of his eyes.

Recalling the moment just now, he was really impulsive. All he thought about was the hard work between two women in recent years. When Tang Luyao said those requirements, he really wanted to give up.

In the past, he thought it was too simple. He thought that as long as he held Yunxi in his hand, it would be a kind of harm to the South dust, but in fact, he took much advantage.

Over the past three years, he looked after her carefully every day. He was worried that he didn't know when her memory might recover. Coupled with Tang Luyao's frequent telephone bombing, he was really tired.

He gritted his teeth and insisted on returning to China, thinking that he could finally start his revenge plan, but the situation was not as optimistic as he thought. Nanqingchen was indeed impacted, but it didn't seem as angry as he expected.

His plan needs time to be completed step by step, but Tang Luyao obviously doesn't want to wait any longer. She doesn't restrain her hostility to Yunxi. Instead, she intensifies and goes to her trouble every three or five times. She helps Nan Qingchen cheat her into meeting alone, resulting in the disruption of all his plans.

He thought Tang Luyao loved him, so in order to achieve his goal, he was willing to take time to coax her, but he underestimated the destructive power of a woman, especially a wayward woman like Tang Luyao.

He wants to give up. Instead of living in this endless vicious circle every day, he might as well have a good time. He can concentrate on dealing with the dust in the south in the future.

Impulsively, he called Lingyun, but fortunately, he woke up in time and simply gambled again.

Facts have proved that he has had good luck recently. He won the bet again.

Tang Luyao won't really marry him under such circumstances, because she knows very well what marriage means to him now, and his three-year revenge plan will be set on fire.

In the shopping mall, nanqingchen is impeccable and an absolute leader. Even if he now has such a strong backing as Augustus, he dare not say that he can completely defeat nanqingchen in the commercial war.

But in love, Yunxi is the only woman he cares about, which has become his only weakness that can be attacked. If he even loses the only weakness that can be used, it's not easy to get revenge.

Tang Luyao is wayward. She doesn't dare to gamble with this. If nanchunjie's whole revenge plan is ruined because of her, even if she really marries nanchunjie as she wishes, nanchunjie won't forgive her in her life.

She's not very smart, but she's definitely not a fool! As long as she has a glimmer of hope for Nan Chunjie, she will not choose to let Nan Chunjie drive Yunxi away and marry her at this time.

The corners of his lips gently lifted a smile, and Nan Chunjie raised his hand around her bare shoulder. Tang Luyao seemed to be scalded by the hot temperature of his palm, and his body shrank slightly.

"Is it still cold?" Nan Chunjie bowed his head and asked, with concern in his tone.

Tang Luyao shook his small head buried in his chest: "brother Jie won't be cold holding me!"

Her heart is now full of bubbles of happiness. In the past, because Nan Chunjie was abroad, she couldn't enjoy it. After Nan Chunjie returned home, he always refused her approach on the pretext of fear that Yunxi would misunderstand.

She remembers that the last time they held each other so close was three years ago, and it hasn't happened since.

Tang Luyao greedily breathed his breath. Unconsciously, time passed so fast. She finally felt his warmth again. At this moment, Tang Luyao wanted to scream happily.

The temperature of the room is rising, and the atmosphere becomes a little warm. In ignorance, the tightly hugging bodies can clearly feel each other's thunder like heartbeat even across the clothes, which can't help but make Nan Chunjie think of three years ago.

That experience was not pleasant for Nan Chunjie, but he did not deny that Tang Luyao's young body was full of temptation to him. More importantly, it was her first time.

He is a normal man, but in the past three years with Yunxi, she has always been unable to get close to Yunxi. Sometimes he has to go outside to find a way to solve it.

He thinks he is also a clean and self disciplined man. He goes out to find him occasionally, but if he wants to live a monk like life like nanqingchen, he can't do it.

Nan Chunjie was hot and dry. His Adam's apple kept rolling. In order to hide his embarrassment, he gently pushed Tang Luyao away and coughed: "I'll turn the temperature down."

Tang Luyao held him, raised her arm and wrapped it around his neck. Her eyes seemed to drip water. She slowly approached Nan Chunjie's lips and exhaled like LAN: "kiss me!"

Nan Chunjie looked at her with drooping eyes. Waves rolled up in the depths of his dark pupils, as if he had been bewitched. His lips were ruddy close at hand.

The white bath towel fell down with the trend, and the repressed desire rushed out like a beast that broke the dike. Nan Chunjie roared and picked her up, walked to the sofa, threw her up, and then leaned down.

That night, the sofa, table and carpet became their battlefield. Then they went to the bathroom and went back to bed. Finally, at dawn, the war stopped.

Tang Luyao has no strength all over. She is like a pool of water in Nan Chunjie's arms. Her physical fatigue has not affected her full happiness in her heart. Even if she dies now, she can rest in peace.

Nan Chunjie held her in a big hand, naked in her bright and clean skin. There was a gentle touch on his back. Looking at Tang Luyao, who nestled in his arms like a kitten, he unconsciously thought of Yunxi.