Chen Jing'an took Nan Yu to a private theater, and the big wall at the entrance was a built-in bookcase, which contained all kinds of books and video discs and some small flower pots. Nan Yu came to this kind of place for the first time, and naturally felt novel, and the small surprise in her eyes made Chen Jing'an feel happy.

Nan Yu picked up a book...

It's a book case hahahahahaha.

Chen Jing'an took it and looked at it with disdain.

"Formalism."

Nan Yu pouted and put the 'book' back on the shelf, who can compare to you in terms of formalism?

Walking past this section of the bookcase, there is an ivory curtain, glowing softly in the warm lamp. Further inside is the main hall, a large curtain is used to play movies, the curtain is hung around the girlish ornaments, facing a sofa bed, Nan Yu sits over, soft, very comfortable.

Chen Jingan sat next to her, holding a remote control in his hand, and picked up a movie on the screen.

"See what?"

Facing the screen, Nan Yu was serious and thought seriously. Chen Jing'an happened to stay on the page of American dramas, and Nan Yu thought of one.

"Have you read the Green Book?"

"No, I'll search it."

Chen Jing'an searched according to pinyin, there was this movie, he stopped and turned his head and asked, "Have you seen it?" ”

Nan Yu shook his head blankly, "I haven't seen it, but I've heard of it, so I just thought of it." ”

"Okay."

The familiar dragon logo flies from the screen, the movie begins, and the lights go out.

"Wow... It's so beautiful... ”

The roof of the shed is a starry sky lamp, spilling to the ground, and Nan Yu's sight is completely attracted.

The starlight hit Nan Yu's face, the light was bizarre, Chen Jing'an looked at her face full of happiness, and suddenly had a sense of accomplishment that belonged to a man, this sense of accomplishment did not come from primitive sex, but from the satisfaction of the heart, a unique feeling that Nan Yu brought him.

"The movie begins."

Chen Jing'an looked at Nan Yu and reminded in a low voice.

The two leaned on the back of the sofa, took off their shoes and lay on the sofa bed, Chen Jing'an's legs grew a lot longer than Nan Yu, and Nan Yu's little Jiojio looked particularly petite next to Chen Jing'an.

The movie was shown for a while, and the waiter brought the food.

Exquisite plates, French food ordered by Chen Jing'an, a foie gras, a tender steak, a little cheese, a few pieces of black truffle.

Nan Yu ate a mouthful of foie gras, the taste is delicious and the juice is sweet, the French sauce is mostly prepared with raw meat juice, and cheese is used instead of cream to thicken the juice, Nan Yu likes it very much, and eats a few bites of meat in succession.

Chen Jing'an asked for a bottle of white wine and drank it slowly with black truffles.

The movie is two hours long, the theme is racism, and it is a very textured movie.

A black pianist, with his white chauffeur, embarks on a thrilling journey in a special era. The journey is fraught with unfriendliness. But along the way, the two people who were originally incompatible eventually became close friends.

In the final scene of the movie, the two protagonists look at each other and smile and hug each other.

Nan Yu muttered to herself, "The theme of this movie is pretty good..."

"Well, like us."

Nan Yu looked at him suspiciously, with starlight, she looked up, her eyelashes curled, her expression was focused and lovely, she was clean and simple, fresh and bright.

The body was instantly restrained in a powerful embrace, and Chen Jing'an's exclusive breath came to his face. The sudden kiss caught people off guard, and the residual sweetness of cheese in Nan Yu's mouth made Chen Jing'an linger. At that moment, Chen Jing'an occupied Nan Yu's entire world, and she instinctively hugged him, tighter, tighter.

After a while, the lips parted, and Chen Jing'an kissed her forehead, eyebrows, long eyelashes, cheeks, earlobes...

Every place that belongs to her, he doesn't want to miss.

"Chen Jing'an..."

Nan Yu's soft and glutinous voice made Chen Jing feel intoxicated, and her long arms picked her up, and the two went out of the theater.

Chen Jing'an directly hugged Nan Yu into the car and bullied Nan Yu in front of him, "Are you hungry?" ”

Nan Yu shook his head blankly, and then it was gone...

The body trembled, and in the small space, Nan Yu showed his shyness and nervousness to the fullest, and under the leadership of Chen Jing'an, Nan Yu gradually immersed himself in it.

Chen Jing soothed her face and guided softly.

"Nan Gardenia... Call me..."

Nan Yu was sweating profusely, and her voice was weak, "What... Hmm..."

"Other people's daughters-in-law call their husbands..."

“…… Ahh Nan Yu had a fragile pleading in her eyes, and it was obvious that Chen Jing'an was torturing her, trying to force her to speak in some way.

"Hmm... Ahh

"Husband..."

Gentle and timid, it makes people intoxicated.

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Chen Jing'an said a line in his unique voice.

Whatever you do, do your best.

Nan Yu looked at him with confused eyes, but he didn't know that such positive words could be used for such a thing...

His English pronunciation is mellow, classic British pronunciation, different from his Mandarin, without any childish pronunciation, noble and elegant, and with an intoxicating hoarseness in lust.

Chen Jing'an is so fascinated by her...

At this time, she completely abandoned the shackles of etiquette and religion, and only bloomed for him alone.

She's stunning, beautiful, vulnerable, everything is just right, nothing more, nothing less.

The two hugged each other, Chen Jing'an was smoking a cigarette, his eyes were calm, Nan Yu was crimson in his arms, and there was lust in his eyes that had not had time to fade.

This is where the difference between men and women comes in, men are calmer afterwards, and women are more likely to sink.

Fortunately, Chen Jing'an is a gentleman, he takes into account the feelings of the girl and gives Nan Yu the greatest comfort.

After a cigarette, he kissed her on the top of the head and whispered, "Are you hungry now?" ”

Nan Yu suspected several times that he was a food delivery person...

He nodded lightly in his arms, "A little." ”

There are few meals ordered in the theater just now, and the amount of exercise is so large, no wonder Chen Jingan keeps asking...

Chen Jing'an thoughtfully sorted out Nan Yu's clothes, and finally did not forget to tidy up her messy hair, and stroked her pink lips with a rough thumb to wipe off the remnants of lipstick.

He looked at Nan Yu gently, as if admiring a perfect work, and couldn't help but sigh.

"It's beautiful."

Nan Yu avoided his aggressive gaze, and there were tears in his eyes that had just been left.

"Let's go eat."

Nan Yu said abruptly, "It's late..."

She felt that she couldn't appear in front of people at all when she was now. She just didn't know that Chen Jing'an had already helped her to take care of her original pure and clean appearance.

Chen Jingan got out of the car with a smile and hugged her off the co-pilot, and said softly, "No matter how late it is, I have to eat." ”

A few minutes later, Nan Yu remembered that he had just drunk in the theater, this is where Nan Yu admired him, and he was meticulous.

The two sat in the back row, and the substitute driver drove the two to a Western restaurant, probably Chen Jingan made an appointment in advance, and the waiter watched the two come to warm hospitality, and directly took the two into the box.

Gorgeous private rooms, long tables with marble tops and classical European candlesticks.

Nan Yu studied Western literature and has a special love for these things. Chen Jing'an is like this, with a big grin, and there are details that you don't expect.

Under the candlelight, Nan Yu sat elegantly and behaved like a noble lady in the Middle Ages.

Chen Jing'an asked her to order food, and in order to match the elegant decoration of the restaurant, Nan Yu specially ordered the British classic, grilled steak with Western mustard, and the side dishes were the famous Yorkshire pudding, a fried cod and an Eton Max.

Nan Gardenia's fingertips swiped over the drink, and her eyes locked on Britain's most iconic bitter beer.

"Would you like some bitter beer?"

Chen Jingan raised his eyebrows, "Whatever you want." ”

Then Nan Yu ordered a bottle of bitter beer and a bottle of Rosadoli rose wine, which was the most suitable for tonight's candlelight dinner.

Chen Jing'an looked at Nan Yu carefully, revealing a look of appreciation. This girl has seen the world, she is very good at ordering, both considering the occasion adaptation and thoughtful taste matching, and the amount of food is just right.

The meal was served with exquisite plates, and Nan Yu let Chen Jing'an taste the bitter beer first, and Chen Jing'an was rarely obedient and responded to Nan Yu's request.

Nan Yu looked at him expectantly, "How does it taste?" Isn't it bitter? ”

Nan Yu is experimenting with herself...

Chen Jing'an smiled dotingly, "It's okay, the bitterness that can be beared." ”

Nan Yu seemed a little disappointed, nodded, and raised his hand to change the delicate bottle of rose wine.

The rich and mellow rose fragrance of the bottle is unforgettable. Pour a small glass to incense overnight, but the aroma alone is worth the wine money.

Nan Yu poured red wine for Chen Jing'an and poured himself a little.

"Can I have a drink?"

She questioned in a coquettish voice, whether it was temptation or coquettishness.

Chen Jing'an nodded, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, and raised his wine glass.

"Happy birthday."

The entrance of pure wine is endless.

Rose wine with Rubi

Red grapes are made with Bulgarian rose essential oil. The semi-dry type is a little sweet, but not sweet, which is very suitable for the taste of the two.

The knives and forks were staggered, the two were noble and elegant, like the noble son and the lady of the duke's family, with the classical sound of the piano, and the two ended the dinner.

At night, Nan Yu pillowed on the crook of Chen Jing'an's arm, and her voice was coquettish, "Chen Jing'an, thank you." ”

Chen Jing'an was sleepy and confused, and her speech was slurred, "Call my husband..."

Nan Yu smiled sweetly and raised his hand to hug the man in front of him.