Chapter 332 Shengsheng really likes her husband Nanchuan...

"No." Nanchuan Shijue felt heavy in his heart.

Ning Fengsheng wrinkled his nose: "Why?"

"I won't hurt you again."

Ning Fengsheng's fingers drew small circles on his chest: "Shengsheng is willing to be bullied by Nanchuan..."

Nanchuan Shijue made a loud bang, and electricity ran through his brain again.

No need to wait until night...the big duke is going to catch fire!!

She didn't remember anything now, her IQ had regressed to that of a child, and she only had eyes for him—

Depend on him, trust him, and be defenseless.

This kind of complete surrender is like a double-edged sword. On the one hand, it satisfies his strong possessiveness, and on the other hand, it makes his reason struggle on the edge of desire.

How could he do that to her when she was unconscious?

How could Ning Fengsheng understand the restraint hidden on his face?

She just felt that his embrace was so hard and hot... making her feel inexplicably at ease.

His eyes were bulging with anger, and the hormones emanating from his body... They were all similar to the big devil that night...

Ning Fengsheng's hands groped restlessly around his waist, as if trying to find a more comfortable position.

Her fingertips brushed across his tight waist and abdomen, causing a shudder.

"I still have to work, will you listen to me?" Nanchuan Shijue's face turned cold, and he pushed her to the ground with a serious face. He pressed the internal line and asked the nurse to come and give Ning Fengsheng rehabilitation training.

This time, no matter how Ning Fengsheng acted coquettishly or mischievously, it wouldn't work—

Nanchuan Shijue frowned and his expression became more and more ferocious.

He is angry! ?

He didn't kiss her or hug her the whole day, and even if she got close to him, he would push her away for various reasons.

Every time she was rejected, she felt like her heart was being pricked by a needle...

After being rejected for the fifth time, Ning Fengsheng's heart ached so much that he couldn't breathe.

She didn't understand what heartache was. This was the first time she experienced it, and it hurt so much that she wiped away her tears quietly.

When Nanchuan Shijue saw her crying, he would have come to comfort her immediately under normal circumstances.

But today, he turned a blind eye and pretended not to see it.

Ning Fengsheng's heart ached even more, and tears fell bitterly.

She couldn't understand why Nanchuan hated her.

The night is getting darker.

Ning Fengsheng was very well behaved all day and cooperated with the nurse.

After finishing the rehabilitation treatment, she still felt a dull pain in her heart. She raised her eyes and secretly glanced at a figure - Nanchuan Shijue.

Nanchuan Shijue was leaning against a leather sofa, with the cuffs of his black shirt casually rolled up to his forearms, revealing the cold and hard lines of his wrist bones.

He was resting with his eyes closed, and his long, thick eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyelids.

The profile of his face is as sharp as a knife, yet he is extremely handsome, and every line looks like God's most meticulous masterpiece.

"Nanchuan...are you done with your work?" Ning Fengsheng's voice was soft, with a hint of flattery.

Seeing that he didn't say anything.

Ning Fengsheng picked up the intelligence book and approached him cautiously: "The teacher said I made progress today..."

Nanchuan Shijue's body tensed instantly.

He could clearly smell the fragrance coming from her...

The next second, a soft body wrapped around him——

Ning Fengsheng tentatively sat on his lap, her hands clenched tightly, her breathing tense, afraid that she would be pushed away again in the next second.

The man's body was very stiff and he made no move to push her away.

Ning Fengsheng exhaled quietly and rubbed her cheek against his chest like a coquettish kitten.

Woohoo, it’s been a day without kisses, hugs or anything else, and she’s having a hard time enduring it.

"Shengsheng," Nanchuan Shijue's voice was tense, "I'm going to set new rules with you."

Ning Fengsheng's face froze. "What rules are you talking about? Shengsheng has been very well behaved today."

"You did well today," Nanchuan Shijue raised his lips, placed his big palm on her head, and rubbed it lovingly, "But you have to be as good as you are today every day."

"Can I get a kiss as a reward for my good performance? I want Nanchuan... to kiss Shengsheng for five minutes..." Ning Fengsheng hooked her small hand around his neck, and her soft lips pressed against him, like an electric current passing through -

All the restraint of the entire afternoon was wasted!

All kinds of messy thoughts came to my mind!

Damn it. He cursed in his heart.

Nanchuan Shijue's body tensed up, and he pushed her face away. "Three rules: First, you are not allowed to casually climb onto my lap or cuddle with me."

Ning Fengsheng was stunned: "Why?"

"Second, unless I kiss you as a reward, you are not allowed to kiss me."

"Why don't you let Shengsheng kiss and hug me?" She pouted in grievance, her eyes instantly reddened, like an abandoned little animal. "Shengsheng is upset and wants Nanchuan to hug her."

"Third, you are not allowed to enter my study again without my permission."

"Why? Does my husband Nanchuan hate Shengsheng?" Her voice was filled with tears, and her body pressed closer to him, almost embedding into his bones and blood.

"You are too young, you haven't grown up yet..."

"I will grow up tomorrow. I will eat more at night and grow up quickly..."

"Ning Fengsheng!" Nanchuan Shijue closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the turmoil in his eyes had been forcibly suppressed, leaving only a cold look.

He picked her up and carried her sideways, striding into the living room.

"Lie down." He put her on the soft big bed. His tone was commanding, but the ending tone unconsciously softened a little.

Ning Fengsheng had tears in her eyes, and when he turned to leave, she grabbed his wrist.

Her hands were small and warm, burning his skin like a branding iron.

"Don't go, Nanchuan husband."

“…”

"Shengsheng will be very good...Shengsheng has been very obedient all day..."

Nanchuan Shijue paused.

He looked at her eyes that were full of dependence, and his heart felt like it was hit by a hammer.

He finally sat down on the edge of the bed, but he deliberately straightened his back and kept an inch of distance from her.

Ning Fengsheng slowly moved over, hugged his arm, and put her cheek against his arm: "I like Nanchuan..."

Her warm breath sprayed on his skin, carrying her unique fragrance.

"Shengsheng really likes Nanchuan husband..."

Nanchuan Shijue's breathing gradually became heavy, and the familiar heat in his body began to spread again.

"If I don't let you kiss and hug me, Shengsheng will feel very uncomfortable."

She said aggrievedly, what did Shengsheng do wrong that Nanchuan had to punish Shengsheng like this?

"I'll ask someone to prepare dinner." Nanchuan Shijue suddenly pulled his hand back, stood up and fled.

Ning Fengsheng's aggrieved whimpering sound came from behind him, hooking his heart like a small hook, and he didn't dare to look back.

If he stayed any longer, he was afraid he would lose control.

…

Dinner was served in an open-air restaurant. The long dining table was covered with a snow-white tablecloth and filled with exquisite dishes.

Ning Fengsheng sat next to Nanchuan Shijue, nodding his little head, obviously not in the mood.

But her hands kept grabbing the corner of his clothes, as if it was her life-saving straw.