Chapter 28 I didn’t get tortured to death last night
Yu Nanchen's body stiffened, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
The faint pear scent on the woman's body floated into my nostrils, sweet and particularly pleasant to the touch. It was not the fragrance of shower gel but body odor.
He frowned slightly, he was too close.
Just as he was about to turn around, a leg crossed over his waist, and the restless little hands passed through the man's ribs and held him tightly.
A soft touch came up.
The woman giggled and seemed very happy, "It smells so good, I love it..."
Yu Nanchen raised his hands to pull the woman's arms and legs, and then she clung to him tighter and tighter like an octopus.
He sighed softly, "Didn't you say my breath was bad? Now you come over and say I smell good?"
“So delicious... Peking pork elbow, crispy duck, braised lamb trotters...”
Yu Nanchen's expression instantly turned as dark as the night. He forcefully pulled down the woman's arms and legs, then turned away without looking at her.
Soon, the softness covered his strong back again.
Yu Nanchen simply stopped moving, closed his eyes and endured the torture.
There was a loud thunder, and the woman behind him shuddered.
Yu Nanchen felt the little hand on his abdominal muscle clench into a fist consciously. He looked down, and although he couldn't see clearly, he could guess that she must be scared. After all, she suffered the pain of electric shock on a thunderous night a week ago.
After all, she suffered because of him.
Thinking of this, he turned around and patted the thin back of the person who was curled up into a small ball.
The person in his arms gradually relaxed, muttering something softly.
Yu Nanchen moved closer to listen, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
The woman whispered, "You bastard! Thunder God farted!"
Yu Nanchen was so angry that he laughed, and he didn't forget to curse him even in his dream.
However, describing thunder as Lei Gong's fart is really unheard of.
Listening to the sound of raindrops hitting the glass, fatigue set in and his eyelids began to twitch.
Get some good sleep first, and then battle her with wits and courage in the morning.
Although he is young, he still has a rebellious heart...
The sunlight shone through the narrow slits in the curtains. Yan Luo stretched and opened his sleepy eyes.
What she saw was a man in a suit and leather shoes adjusting his cufflinks. She liked the look of coolness and abstinence.
The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, and then her eyes suddenly turned cold, and the arc quickly flattened.
Is she crazy?
Isn’t this that bastard Nanchen!
She sat up suddenly, her center of gravity shifted, and a burning pain came over her. This bastard was too cruel!
She looked down at her clothes, luckily her clothes were intact, otherwise she would never let him go!
Yu Nanchen snorted and laughed, "I'm not interested in tablets. You're being a little too sentimental."
Yan Luo raised his chin with a look of dissatisfaction.
Yu Nanchen picked up the tie and threw it to her, "Since you are playing a loving couple, you should act more realistically." He stood by the bed waiting for her.
When she thought of how he spanked her butt last night, Yan Luo grabbed her tie in annoyance and stretched her hands, wishing she could send him to hell and let him go through the eighteenth level of hell.
She knelt and moved forward until she came in front of the man.
It was obvious that the man was too tall. When she was about to stand up, the man bent down considerately.
Yan Luo narrowed his eyes and stared at him.
[This bastard always looks down on me because I’m short. ]
Yu Nanchen was helpless. This woman's way of thinking was so different from that of normal people.
Yan Luo started to tie his tie, but of course she didn't know how, and after trying a few times the tie became wrinkled.
Yu Nanchen took out a new tie from the cloakroom and said, "I'll teach you once. If you can't learn it, it only means that you have a pig's brain."
Yan Luo: “…”
After reading it once, Yan Luo snorted, "It's not that difficult."
She tried to tie the tie, but found that only her eyes knew how to do it, not her hands.
She became inexplicably irritated and fiddled with her tie for a while. Finally, she pulled it down with one hand and pushed it up with the other, directly against the man's hard Adam's apple.
Yu Nanchen groaned, "You!"
Yan Luo instantly curled up and burrowed into the quilt.
With a long sigh, Yu Nanchen put on his suit jacket and said, "I will pick you up to attend the birthday banquet in the evening. You can practice for a while."
Yan Luo blinked, "What am I practicing?"
Yu Nanchen sneered, "Walk."
Watching the man's cold back as he walked out the door, Yan Luo jumped up as the door closed.
"You bastard Nanchen, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to walk easily..."
When the cursing sounded, Yu Nanchen's mouth curled up. She didn't even call him by his full name.
Maybe after being beaten once, even the way they addressed each other became more intimate.
You really deserve a beating!
As the saying goes, if you don't punish him for three days, he will tear the roof off his body. After you punish him once, the little thorns on his body will be put away!
Yan Luo listened to the sound of a car engine gradually fading away outside the villa. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
Her current condition is very bad. After a night of repair, her magic power has only recovered 20%. It is impossible for her to do anything with her magic power. She can only fight with her wits and courage.
Tonight was a good opportunity. She had also read novels about domineering CEOs in the underworld. There were many white lotus and green tea girls who liked to stir up trouble in such occasions.
For the skull throne, she doesn't mind being a bitch for once.
She turned and walked to the bookcase, opened a world classic, and looked at the check for one billion with sparkling eyes. The smell of copper made her feel so happy.
She closed the book and put it back where it was, then went into the bathroom to wash up.
After tidying up, Yan Luo changed into casual clothes and went downstairs to the restaurant.
Su Nian and Song Mingzhu were having breakfast. When they saw Yan Luo, their faces looked very unhappy.
Song Mingzhu's eyes were dark and blue, and it was obvious that she didn't sleep well last night. She bit her lip and asked, "Did Nanchen come back last night?"
Yan Luo hummed lightly, sat down on the chair carefully, and hissed, "This bastard, didn't torture me to death last night! Ouch, it hurts so much."
Mrs. Zhou served her a bowl of shredded pork porridge. She drank it by herself, not noticing that the faces of the two people opposite her had become even more gloomy.
Su Nian gave a look and Mrs. Zhou, who was serving on the side, left the restaurant.
As the restaurant door closed, Su Nian slammed the chopsticks in her hand on the table and criticized, "How dare you eat!"
Yan Luo glanced at the spoon close to his mouth, then glanced at the woman in front of him who looked like she had eaten a pound of shit, and still put the porridge in the spoon into his mouth.
Two small pear-shaped curls appeared at the corners of her mouth. "Why am I too embarrassed to eat?"
"How could you do such a thing with Nanchen!"
Yan Luo picked up a piece of cake with chopsticks and ate it with gusto, "I didn't expect he had such a hobby! He's like a psychopath! It hurts me so much!"
Song Mingzhu burst into tears.
Yan Luo raised his eyes to look at the woman sobbing, and handed her a tissue, "Don't feel sorry for me, I'll be fine in a few days, just walk a little harder for now. I don't know if this bastard took a powerful pill, he's so strong!"
Hearing this, Song Mingzhu cried even louder.
Su Nian scolded her, "You are so shameless to show off such a thing!"
Yan Luo sighed, "No wonder they say mother and son are of one mind. Your son did something so outrageous, but you didn't blame him and instead scolded me! I even wonder if he was influenced by you since he was a child, which is why he did such a thing!"