Chapter 153: Nan Zhizhi, how many pieces did you send?
She didn't answer, Nan Yuheng obviously didn't want her to play dead and escape.
He shifted places, fingertips touching her waist.
"Uncomfortable?"
"Light or heavy?" π.π π Ύπ»ππ.βπΎπ
He was very patient, Cheng Nianan didn't answer, he was happy to continue to ask.
In the end, Cheng Nianan was so worn by him that he couldn't do anything, his waist was pressed by him, and he couldn't hide, so he could only bite his lip hard, and there was a vague sound from the pillow.
ββ¦β¦ Neither light nor heavy. β
"You talk less and do more!"
Long.
His palms left her waist.
Just when Cheng Nianan was relaxing, there was a gradual downward trend.
Cheng Nian'an, who had just closed his eyes and was a little sleepy, opened his eyes in an instant.
A handful of them pressed his wrist.
"What for?"
Nan Yuheng said unhurriedly, "Did you get hurt last night?" I'll check it out for you? β
Cheng Nian'an's mind was excited.
Sit up sharply.
The quilt was wrapped tightly around the body.
"No, you don't! It didn't hurt, so it didn't need to be checked. β
Nan Yuheng swept her eyes, "Are you sure?" β
Cheng Nianan nodded heavily, "Sure." β
Seeing this, Nan Yuheng rested his thoughts.
"I slept late last night, rest a little more today, and we'll leave tomorrow at noon."
Cheng Nian'an kept an eye on him, "Then what are you going to do tonight?" β
If she had come back, she might have been gone.
Facing her sight, Nan Yuheng slowly untied his cuffs, his movements were noble and elegant, and he slowly said four words
"Sleep with you."
"I'm not a child, I can sleep on my own."
This time, it was unexpected.
Nan Yuheng agreed very easily.
"Okay."
After getting along these days, Cheng Nian'an's trust in what he said has long been greatly reduced, and he is also skeptical at the moment.
It wasn't until late at night that I saw that he was just holding her waist and sleeping with her, without any other movements, that he was completely relieved.
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The next day at noon.
The two officially set off, leaving the hotel and heading to a private island.
When he was on the plane, looking at the clouds outside, Cheng Nian'an, who was in a daze, suddenly thought that it was very exciting to spend his honeymoon on an empty private island, but ......
She and Nan Yuheng are not good at cooking!
She's better, and although the food she makes isn't very tasty, it's still edible.
It's just her cheap husband......
That cooking skill is really flattering.
How to solve the problem of eating these days on the island?
Cheng Nianan told Nan Yuheng about this, and after listening, he was silent for a while, looked at her faintly, and said
"Don't worry, I'm here."
Cheng Nian'an, hehe.
It's just that she's there, so she's worried?
In the evening, it was time to reach the destination.
The moment Cheng Nianan pushed open the door of the villa, his heart, which had been hanging in the air for an afternoon, suddenly let go.
She turned her head and looked at Nan Yuheng behind her.
"Why didn't you tell me you had a chef in advance?"
Nan Yuheng flicked his finger on her forehead.
In the tone, there was a little bit of resentment.
"I originally thought that I would be personally responsible for your three meals a day, but Mrs. Nan didn't believe your husband, and the worry in her eyes was about to become a river."
"In order not to starve you to death, let's transfer the chef in advance."
Cheng Nianan smiled.
It's really not that she doesn't believe him.
It's the stuff he makes, and he can't eat it at all.
Her best friend has been a guinea pig for so long, and he only made a stir-fried shrimp with a general taste.
Other dishes, not to mention.
Nan Yuheng glanced at her faintly, and bypassed her into the hall.
"I'll take you to get acquainted with the villa first, and after dinner, I'll take you out for a walk."
As he spoke, he stopped.
Leaning sideways, looking at her intriguingly.
Keep the sound down.
"By the way, wife, the chef only comes over for an hour at the meal, and at other times, no one disturbs us."
He pointed out the hall, "Since this is our family's private place, there is no one to disturb you twenty-four hours a day, Nian Nian should understand what I mean." β
Cheng Nianan laughed dryly.
Can she ...... Don't understand?
β
As Nan Yuheng said, after the chef finished cooking, he would leave the villa in front of him, and when Cheng Nianan came down from the upstairs again, the downstairs was already empty.
In the next two days, on the empty and quiet island, the world of the two of them was unforgettable.
On the third day of the island two-person world, Cheng Nianan was pressed by Nan Yuheng in the clouds and mist, and at this moment, the mobile phone ringtone on the side rang suddenly.
Cheng Nianan dodged his kiss and looked in the direction of the phone.
"Let's see who's calling."
Nan Yuheng didn't let go, and her knuckles hooked her jaw.
"Honeymoon period, still care about the phone?"
Cheng Nianan choked and slapped his hand away.
"It's daylight! No matter how honeymoon you are, you have to pay attention to day and night! β
Cheng Nianan gave up the idea of letting him go and taking the phone herself.
She lifted her chin and instructed him to "go get your phone." β
Listening to her tone, Nan Yuheng smiled, and went to the round table next to the floor-to-ceiling window to get the phone as she wished.
"Whose phone number?" Cheng Nianan asked.
Nan Yuheng's gaze froze on the screen for two seconds, "Know." β
Cheng Nianan is not too surprised.
Picking up her phone, she slid down the connect button.
"Sister-in-law." The voice over there was cheerful, "Are you busy right now?" β
Cheng Nianan glanced at Nan Yuheng, who was standing opposite her, looking directly at her.
Maybe it was his sister who called, and he didn't do anything more than stand in front of the bed, waiting for them to finish.
"Not busy." Under his gaze, Cheng Nianan replied.
"Oh," Nan Shiyu's voice came out of the microphone, "just don't be busy." β
"It's not a big deal, it's just that I gave my sister-in-law a gift, and my sister-in-law remembers to sign for it."
βοΌβ Cheng Nian'an: "Gift? β
If it's not a year, what do you do with gifts?
Nan Shiyu's voice was unhurried, "You and my brother have been honeymooning for so long, and the relationship should already be very good." β
"Whether it's from the position of my best friend, or the identity of your husband and sister, it's very necessary for me to give you a gift, just right, I was a little busy in the first two days, and I'll make up for you in the next few days."
Cheng Nianan raised his eyes silently.
Unbiasedly, Nan Yuheng's eyes were close at hand.
Maybe it's the intuition of getting along with each other for so many years, Cheng Nianan always feels that it was a gift from her best friend