"But don't worry, I never made any promises to Jiang Yishuang when we were in school."

After graduating from high school, I chose to study abroad, while Jiang Yishuang stayed in China, signed a contract with a domestic film and television company, and became a star.

After hearing what Nangong Yu said, Song Yuli couldn't help but purse his lips, then looked up at Nangong Yu's arrogant chin and spoke.

"So, honey, you've never admitted to your relationship with Jiang Yishuang, have you?"

Nangong Yu raised an eyebrow: "I have no relationship with her in the first place, why should I admit it?"

In that instant, Song Yuli suddenly felt that the man beside her was somewhat cold-blooded and ruthless, but she also felt a sweet warmth in her heart.

Sitting up straight from Nangong Yu's embrace, Song Yuli looked into Nangong Yu's eyes and said, "Husband, after hearing you say that, I feel like you are really selfish."

"Selfish?"

Nangong Yu looked at Song Yuli with amusement.

Song Yuli nodded, then reached out and cupped Nangong Yu's face in her hands, looking at him with bright, sparkling eyes: "However, I really love your selfishness!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she leaned down and kissed Nangong Yu's lips.

Nangong Yu pursed his lips, raised an eyebrow, and remained silent.

Song Yuli continued, "Let me tell you, I was completely innocent when I was with you. My first kiss, my first hug, and my first time were all with you. If you weren't, I would be so angry I'd die."

Upon hearing this, Nangong Yu suddenly pressed Song Yuli down onto the sofa, his voice low and deep: "So, are you still angry?"

Song Yuli shook his head vigorously.

Her husband has already said that he has absolutely no relationship with that Jiang Yishuang, so why should she be angry? She's not stupid.

Upon seeing this, Nangong Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and continued, "Then I have inexplicably suffered your anger, shouldn't you compensate me?"

Upon hearing this, Song Yuli's face immediately turned red: "I...I didn't do it on purpose. Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Nangong Yu raised an eyebrow and looked at Song Yuli: "You suddenly stopped answering my calls and suddenly got angry. Do you think you're right?"

Hearing this, Song Yuli knew he was in the wrong and hesitated for a moment: "Then... then what do you suggest we do?"

That's exactly what Nangong Yu was waiting for.

So he slightly curved his thin lips, lowered his head and whispered something in Song Yuli's ear.

As a result, Song Yuli's cheeks turned red at a visible speed.

She shoved Nangong Yu away, yelling, "You...you scoundrel!"

After saying that, she covered her face and ran upstairs.

Seeing her like this, Nangong Yu couldn't help but chuckle, and then got up and followed her.

...

the next day.

Dressed neatly, Nangong Yu looked at Song Yuli, who was still huddled under the covers, and felt somewhat helpless.

He strode over, pulled back the covers, and said, "I'm going to work."

Song Yuli lay on the bed, buried his face in the pillow, and said in a muffled voice, "I know, you should leave now."

Seeing that Song Yuli was telling him to leave, Nangong Yu raised an eyebrow: "Good morning kiss."

With his face buried in the pillow, Song Yuli sniffed and mumbled, "No!"

Upon seeing this, Nangong Yu couldn't help but give a wry smile.

It seems he really went too far last night.

He bent down and kissed Song Yuli's hair before getting up from the bed.

"I've made breakfast for you. Just heat it up in the microwave when you get up."