As soon as Sheng Nanting heard Yun Qiannian's crying voice, a touch of pity flashed in his dark eyes.

Regardless of the partners who were still waiting for him in the box, he immediately rushed back, so the business of hundreds of millions of dollars disappeared in an instant.

In Sheng Nanting's heart, nothing is more important than Yun Qiannian.

I saw Sheng Nanting rushing back.

After returning to the villa, he immediately went upstairs and went to Yun Qiannian's room.

As soon as he opened the door, he found the girl curled up in a ball, smothering herself in the quilt without a single head.

This made him feel distressed to death at this time.

Sheng Nanting thought to himself that the girl might be a little scared.

Then he gently opened the quilt, hugged the girl in his arms, and said gently:

"Niannian, I'm back."

"Sheng Nanting, why did you come back?"

At this time, the girl's slightly coquettish glutinous voice sounded.

In a moment, the girl hugged him tightly, she really needed him very much.

"Niannian, I'm sorry, I'm late. But don't worry, I won't leave you alone again. ”

I saw Sheng Nanting looking at the girl with a sincere face and said seriously.

After talking to the girl for a while, there was still a thunderstorm outside.

Sheng Nanting's dark eyes drooped slightly, he looked at the girl in his arms, and he didn't worry about letting her sleep alone, but in the end he stayed.

After lying down, the girl hugged him tightly.

I saw him kiss the girl on the forehead, and held her in his arms, close to his strong chest.

Sheng Nanting smelled the faint fragrance coming from the girl, and his thin lips hooked unconsciously.

The girl in her arms slept restlessly and moved around.

This made Sheng Nanting's body gradually become hot.

So he unconsciously moved behind him, and the girl seemed to notice.

I saw the girl slowly approaching him, her eyes like stars looking at him, and then swallowed her saliva, and then spoke;

"Thunder, I do."

Sheng Nanting looked at the girl's eyes full of him, and his heart trembled.

And then the two of them happened for the first time.

The next day, Yun Qiannian slept directly until twelve o'clock at noon before waking up.

When she woke up, there was no man next to her, but there was still the hot and mellow smell that belonged to a man next to her.

The breath told her that she wasn't dreaming last night, that they really had sex.

Suddenly, Yun Qiannian looked at his body covered with kiss marks, and frowned slightly.

That man is crazy, isn't he?

But she seems to like it a little.

Just as she was about to get up to wash, she was attracted by the small note on the bedside table.

Looking at the majestic words, needless to say, I know who left it, which reads:

"Miss the baby, I'm sorry, I tired you last night.

But I've already asked you for leave, you can rest at home and wait for me to come back. ”

Looking at these sensual words, Yun Qiannian really couldn't imagine that that cold and arrogant man would actually write such words.

But the facts proved that it was written by him.

At this time, Yun Qiannian thought to himself: I wonder what kind of expression the man had when he wrote these words, and would he feel embarrassed?

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth unconsciously rose.

Sheng Nanting felt sorry for Yun Qiannian, and instructed Lin Shan to ask the cook to make a lot of supplemental food.

When Yun Qiannian went downstairs, she saw a table full of food, and a warm current passed through her heart, and her beautiful eyes bent into a crescent shape.

She looked at Lin Shan, who was smiling meaningfully, and her little face turned red unconsciously.

Since that time, Yun Qiannian has naturally moved into Sheng Nanting's bedroom.

Sheng Nanting was afraid that Yun Qiannian was still young, so he didn't touch her much.

In fact, he wanted to marry Yun Qiannian now, but she didn't agree.

She had to wait until she had made a difference in design before getting married.

Wall of Love Words: Every time I think of you, a grain of sand falls from the sky, and the Sahara is formed.

Every time I think of you, a drop of water falls from the sky, and the Pacific Ocean is formed.