Warm marriage: Mr.Nan spoils wife addictively

Jian Yao looked at the screen, bowed her head and continued to eat. It was a delicious meal in her mouth.

But all of a sudden, Jianyao didn't feel fragrant.

Jian Yao throws her chopsticks aside, plays with her mobile phone and continues to wait.

She doesn't know what's wrong with nanchenghe. She wants to make it clear to nanchenghe, and she wants to know why nanchenghe is not happy.

It's almost eight or nine o'clock. Jian Yao is impatient.

Taking the mobile phone, Jian Yao dials Nan Chengyi.

Over there, Nan Chenghe answered the phone, slightly drunk in his voice: "hello?"

"Is the party over?" Jianyao asked nanchenghe, "it's more than nine o'clock."

"Come and pick me up. I have a little too much to drink." Nan Chengyi said in a low voice, "the location is for you."

Originally, he was in the range of his ability to socialize and drink. Today, for the sake of this game, he almost refused to let anyone come.

He knew that Jian Yao was waiting for him, he didn't drink too much, he couldn't go.

In business, it's mostly like this.

Jianyao quickly said, "I'll come right away. Don't walk around."

Jian Yao grabs the coat on the chair in a hurry and is ready to find Nan Chenghe. She has the impression that he doesn't drink too much.

Even if the last time the whistle invited him to dinner, Nan Chenghe was not happy. He drank so much and didn't get drunk.

Jianyao according to the location of nanchenghe sent to find nanchenghe, it is the restaurant of nanchenghe.

At the door of the restaurant, Nan Chenghe sits on the steps and smokes.

People who come and go, some people will go to have a look, and Nan Chenghe doesn't sit there.

He only cares about Jian Yao's opinion, others, he doesn't care.

Jianyao looked at the appearance of nanchenghe. She felt a little distressed. She ran to nanchenghe in a hurry and said, "how can you sit on the ground? How cool is it?"

It's the first time for her to feel heartache for a man.

In her previous life, even with Liu Xiang, she didn't feel like this.

Nan Cheng Pei raised his eyes and looked at Jian Yao. He didn't speak.

Jianyao holds nanchenghe up and says to him, "what about the Song Dynasty? How can he let you sit here alone?"

"I let him go first." Nan Chenghe said in a cold voice as usual.

He doesn't want to let Luo song be here. If he says Luo song is here, Jian Yao will probably let Luo song send him back.

Sometimes, he thought he was ridiculous. The eldest grandson of Tangtang's family had to use his mind to spend more time with Jianyao.

There are too many women on him. He doesn't look up to any of them. He only thinks highly of Jian Yao.

"Then you can't sit here, are you stupid?" Jianyao distressed with the south into said.

With these words, Jianyao helps nanchenghe get on the bus, buckle his seat belt, and drive him back to the villa.

Nan Chenghe had drunk too much, but his brain was absolutely clear. Knowing that Jian Yao was around, he felt at ease.

When she arrived at the villa, Jianyao made great efforts to help nanchenghe get off.

Jianyao looks at nanchenghe and feels uncomfortable: "why do you drink so much wine?"

"They told me to drink." Nan Chengpei is like a child. If Jian Yao heard right, she would have been wronged.

Jian Yao almost has no gas to smile, if the south becomes to be unwilling, who dares to persuade him to drink?

Isn't it that Nan Chengwei himself is willing to drink, and others deliberately persuade him to drink?

Jianyao helped nanchenghe into the house and said to him, "sit here for a while. I'll warm your stomach with a cup of milk."

As soon as Jianyao is about to leave, nanchenghe reaches out and pulls Jianyao.

Jianyao falls down on the sofa. Nan Chengyi presses Jianyao down and looks for Jianyao's lips.

With a strong smell of wine, Jian Yao can't help but keep her face open and push Nan Chenghe.

She doesn't hate nanchenghe. Even if nanchenghe drinks, she doesn't hate the smell of wine all over her.

It's like she doesn't like others smoking, but she doesn't hate nanchenghe smoking.

"Don't make a fool of yourself, Nan Chenghe." Jian Yao pushed Nan Chengyi, "I'll go and warm the milk for you."

Mrs. Luo is here. They are making so much noise in the living room. How shameful is Mrs. Luo to see it?

She doesn't want to make people see jokes. She can't go crazy with her.

"I don't want milk, I want you!" South into the husky voice, firmly said.

When he thought of Jianyao meeting Jiangjin and cheating him, Nan Chenghe felt uncomfortable.

"Don't make a fool of yourself, eh..." before Jianyao finished, nanchenghe blocked up.

Jianyao couldn't say a word, so nanchenghe gave Jianyao the whole breath.

Jian Yao's tense back is cool, and the temperature in front of her body belongs to the unique temperature of nanchenghe. It's like ice and fire.

Nan Chengpei moved his feelings and reached for Jian Yao's clothes.

Jianyao suddenly pushed away nanchenghe and said with a cold face, "don't make a fool of yourself."

Nan Cheng Shan ran, lying on the sofa, breathing heavily.

He is not afraid of anyone. He is afraid that Jian Yao will be angry, even if he drinks too much.

Jianyao straightens her clothes, and she blushes at the thought of nanchenghe losing control.

She wanted to accept nanchenghe. She didn't want to drink too much in nanchenghe.

When people drink too much, it's all irrational.

Jianyao goes to ask for the milk and gives it to nanchenghe. Nanchenghe drinks the milk and goes upstairs with Jianyao.

Back to the room, Nan Chenghe lay down, Jianyao looking at Nan Chenghe, the bottom of her heart is very depressed.

She originally asked Nan Chenghe to help her check the man she met with Jiang Peiyi.

As a result, Nan Chenghe drank too much. At this time, he had no sense, let alone talk about other things.

Jianyao gets hot water to wipe Nan Chenghe's face, and helps him change his pajamas.

Jianyao just went to take a bath. When she came back, nanchenghe had fallen asleep.

Jian Yao can't help but curl her mouth. She can't understand Nan Chenghe's temper all the time. She will always be.

Nan Chenghe is asleep. Jian Yao lies beside him and looks at his face.

She never thought that before she and Nan Chenghe got married, they really seemed to be living, and she felt used to this kind of life.

Nanchenghe frowned slightly, Jianyao was watching, suddenly nanchenghe whispered: "Yaoyao."

Jian Yao blushes slightly. She likes to call her nickname with a magnetic voice. It's crisp and comfortable.

Nan Chenghe is dreaming, dreaming of her, I don't know what Nan Chenghe dreams of, although curious.

Jianyao still held back. Jianyao reached out and touched nanchenghe's lips. Nanchenghe's lips were very thin.

It's said that men with thin lips are heartless and even more infatuated. I don't know if Nan Chenghe is right?

"Is it good?" Nan Chengyi suddenly opens his eyes and looks at Jian Yao.

Jian Yao's face turned red and her eyes widened. She looked at Nan Chenghe and said, "you, when did you wake up?"

"When you touch me."