The cold-hearted president falls in love with the vengeful princess - Chapter 387 Husband, I can be the person in charge for you

Song Yuyan smiled sweetly at Nan Zeyu. Nan Zeyu raised his hand and gently put his arm around her waist, pulling her into his arms. Her snow-white face blushed, and she looked up at him with her sparkling eyes. He lowered his eyes and glanced at her with his deep obsidian eyes. He curved his thin lips and smiled softly: Wife, what were you thinking about just now? Hmm.

Her watery eyes were stunned for a moment, then she raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly: No, no, I didn't think about anything. I accompanied my grandparents to visit the IFC building all afternoon today. I'm a little tired, husband. She blinked her watery eyes, like a crystal ball that had been soaked, transparent to the bottom, which made his black eyes warm. He hugged her waist slightly, and her big hand just held her soft waist.

At this moment, Nan Chengying and Zhu Fenglian slowly walked over. They were stunned and turned to look over. Song Yuyan's face flushed. She stepped out of his arms and stood beside his shoulder. She smiled and her eyes were clear and bright as she looked at Mr. Nan and Mrs. Nan who were walking towards the back of the Bentley.

Old Lady Nan walked over and Song Yuyan blinked her big eyes. Old Lady Nan walked in front of Song Yuyan and her loving eyes met Song Yuyan's sweet smile. Song Yuyan blinked her watery eyes and said with a smile: Grandma, are you tired this afternoon? You bought so many things?

Grandpa Nan glared at him. Nan Zeyu was stunned. What happened to Grandpa? Without saying anything, the old man walked towards him. When he came in front of Nan Zeyu, Nan Zeyu looked at Grandpa Nan's smiling eyes with his soft black eyes. He raised his eyebrows and hooked his lips and said: Grandpa, what is it? Tell me...

Old Man Nan turned around and stepped back to Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan turned her head to the left and met Old Man Nan's warm and smiling eyes. Her eyes were curved, and her eyebrows were as sweet as soft honey. She curved her lips and said, "What's wrong? Grandpa, what do you want to tell me?"

Nan Chengying looked at Song Yuyan, he shook his head, Old Lady Nan patted his shoulder, he turned his head, Zhu Fenglian looked at Nan Chengying, her loving eyes turned into rolling eyes in seconds, Old Man Nan frowned and looked at her, she lowered her eyelids and met Old Man Nan's strange gaze.

Old Lady Nan walked forward, took Old Man Nan's arm, and looked him in the eye. She pouted and said, "Old man, come in with me. Aren't you an eyesore? You didn't even wait for me this afternoon. You walked so fast by yourself. You are so good, Nan Chengying."

Butler Long came over. Song Yuyan came back to her senses and looked ahead. Butler Long came over, bowed and nodded, saying, "Madam, I will take the things that Mr. Nan and the old lady bought into the old house first." Song Yuyan smiled faintly and said sweetly, "Okay, Butler Long, thank you for the trouble. There are a lot of things, including my wife's."

Butler Long nodded, turned around, and walked quickly to the double sliding doors of the Bentley. Song Yuyan felt a tightness on her shoulders, and she turned her eyes slightly. The man put his arm around her shoulders, looking at her with his deep black eyes full of doting. She looked at the man with her watery eyes, smiled gently and sweetly, raised her hands, and hugged his waist horizontally.

The man put his arm around her shoulders and the girl hugged his waist. They turned around lovingly and walked towards the old house. The couple walked into the Nan family's old house. Ye Mingxuan was standing in the living room. She walked towards them. Ye's mother looked at Song Yuyan with her beautiful eyes. Her eyes were warm. Song Yuyan smiled sweetly and said: Mom, I'm back. By the way, grandpa and grandma also bought something for you. Butler Long went to get it.

Ye Mu nodded gently, and Butler Long took all the shopping bags into the old house and piled them on the sofa carpet in rows. When Song Yuyan saw this, her pupils shrank and her red lips moved, saying: "It's really a lot, isn't it? Husband."

Song Yuyan smiled sweetly. Grandpa Nan and Grandma Nan bought Ye Mingxuan a nice crystal diamond necklace, a pajama dress, jewelry, high heels suitable for Ye's mother's age, a hairband, and earrings.

When it was almost time for dinner, Song Yuyan, Grandma Nan, Grandpa Nan, and Nan Zeyu walked towards the restaurant. Dinner consisted of steak, fried eggs and broccoli, beef ribs and chicken fillet, pork chop buns, pork chops fried with sweet and sour tomatoes, American ginseng and black chicken soup, braised pork, and finally, crispy cherry pork.

Song Yuyan pulled out the dining table and chairs, and sat next to Old Lady Nan and Ye Mingxuan. Nan Zeyu sat with Old Man Nan. Her eyes were as bright as light bulbs, wide open as she looked at the pork chop buns on the table. She couldn't help swallowing, her pupils widened.

Zhu Fenglian glanced at her and smiled dotingly, "You want to eat that pork chop bun, Yanyan?" Song Yuyan's ears felt slightly hot, and she nodded. "Old Lady Nan, stand up," she stretched out her arm and took the pork chop bun from the golden plate on the dining table.

Song Yuyan ate with a satisfied look on her face. Her face was bulging with food. The man sitting on the dining table opposite her had obsidian eyes as deep as the sea. He looked deeply at Song Yuyan, whose face was rosy as she ate. She was so cute. How could his wife be so cute while eating?

If he sat next to her, he might pinch her face and kiss her madly. Nan Zeyu's heart was beating a little. But she didn't sit next to him. Nan Zeyu frowned. Did she like sitting with his grandparents so much?

After dinner, the two old people and Ye Mingxuan sat in the living room of the old house watching TV. Song Yuyan wanted to go over, but the man hugged her waist tightly. He leaned close to her ear, and his thin lips exhaled a little hot air. Song Yuyan's face was stunned, and her heart skipped a beat. He said unhappily: Come upstairs with me, wife, you have been with your grandparents for the whole afternoon today, even for dinner. It's time to take care of your husband.

His voice was low and deep, filled with grievance, resentment and dissatisfaction. Song Yuyan wanted to laugh. This man was jealous again, jealous of his grandparents. Song Yuyan was silent. Nan Zeyu's dark eyes darkened. He patted her buttocks with his right hand. Song Yuyan's body stiffened, her red lips half opened, and after a moment, she found her voice and said: You are crazy, crazy, crazy, grandparents are here, Nan Zeyu.

She turned her eyes and glared at the man. Nan Zeyu smiled wickedly with his black eyes. He smiled teasingly with his thin lips: What? Now that I know your husband, I let you ignore me. This is a punishment. His voice was so deep that she lost her mind. It was hoarse and numb in her ears.

Song Yuyan looked at her, her watery eyes calmly looking straight at him. His incredibly beautiful eyelashes were long and curled in an arc, and his facial features seemed to be carved out of a knife, sexy thin lips, a light pink color, handsome black eyebrows, deep obsidian eyes as deep as the sea, a perfect high nose, and long, black and straight eyelashes as if in an ink painting.

Her eyes were fixed on him. Her husband was so handsome. No wonder women said that seeing Nan Zeyu was like seeing love. This love was right in front of her. Song Yuyan's face turned red. Nan Zeyu looked at her. What was this little thing thinking when she looked at him again? Her face turned red again.

After a moment of silence, the man opened his thin lips and said lightly: Come upstairs with me, um, wife. Nan Zeyu looked at her deeply. Song Yuyan heard the sound of her heart beating. She opened her eyes wide, her watery eyes were crystal clear and bright. He chuckled and said: Did you hear that? Otherwise, I would be really angry.

The man gave her a massage, and while massaging, his thin lips accidentally brushed against her red lips. Song Yuyan opened her eyes and took the initiative to press her lips against his. The man's kiss fell like a storm, sweeping across her mouth. The airtight hot kiss made her whole body go soft. She moaned in his kiss. Song Yuyan frowned, and she moaned: Um, Nan... be gentler, uh um.

She didn't know how long he kissed her until she almost couldn't breathe. Nan Zeyu let her go, panting. In the bedroom, there was a charming view and the open-air balcony was seductive at night. From the bedroom came the sound of a blushing face and a beating heart, as well as the heavy and hoarse breathing of a man. On the bedroom carpet were the pajamas that the two had taken off.

Song Yuyan couldn't tell how many times she and Nan Zeyu had come. Every time he did it, she couldn't control herself. Her face was as charming as a peach, and her panting was like a little woman's, which made his heart itchy and his eyes were burning.

The next morning, Song Yuyan naturally couldn't get up. Her body was sore. She slowly opened her eyes, sat up slowly, and lifted the quilt. Her legs were so weak that she couldn't get out of bed. As expected, she shouldn't have kissed him last night. As a result, she really couldn't get out of bed...

The man walked over with his long legs and squatted down. His deep black eyes looked directly into her gloomy watery eyes. Song Yuyan said angrily with a red face: "What do you say I should do, President Nan? I can't move now, I can't get out of bed, and I still have to go to the company."

Nan Zeyu smiled sexily, raised his hand and gently held her small hand, he said lightly: I will carry you today, I have to go to Dongfeng Group in the afternoon, wife, Song Yuyan clenched her small hand tightly, she turned her face away angrily.

At around eight o'clock in the morning, Song Yuyan was carried downstairs by Nan Zeyu. Her legs were so weak that she had no strength. When he carried her downstairs and quickly walked to the door of the restaurant, Song Yuyan screamed in fear: "No, husband, don't let grandpa, grandma and mom see me like this. I'm too embarrassed to see anyone."

Her ears were burning. Nan Zeyu hid behind the door of the restaurant and glanced at Song Yuyan, whose face was red in his arms. He looked at her gently and said in a low voice: "Okay, then we won't have breakfast. Let's go to the company, wife." Song Yuyan lowered her head and nodded.

At 9:30 to 9:50, the Ferrari sports car stopped in front of the gate of Nan Group. The man leaned over and held her snow-white face in his hands, looking at her sleeping face with curved eyebrows. Nan Zeyu had a smile on his handsome face, his dark eyes were soft as water.

Carefully placing her legs on his thighs, Nan Zeyu twisted open the ointment, applied it on her legs, and massaged her until she felt hot. This ointment was for relaxing muscles and activating blood circulation. He bought a few tubes. Nan Zeyu looked at her pink and white face. Who let this woman kiss him first? That's why he...