PNB Chapter 354 Wife, don’t cry, your husband will give you the best of everything
Chapter 354 Wife, don’t cry, your husband will give you the best of everything
In the bedroom, the beautiful scenery is infinite. The two people on the bed are making love. Song Yuyan's panting is undoubtedly tempting the man. He seems to have been holding back for a long time. Song Yuyan looks down at Nan Ze. He smiles wickedly: I have been holding back for two days, wife, I will make up for it today? The man's black eyes are deep and dark, like a deep valley, bottomless. He looks at her with red flames in his eyes.
Song Yuyan's face turned even redder. She shuddered violently, her pupils dilated. This man... It's only been two days, isn't it? He couldn't stand it anymore, and he even asked her to compensate him. It was really outrageous. However, she couldn't say a word, and she just kept panting.
But, having a baby is not something that can be done in a hurry, you can take your time, right? Could it be that on this honeymoon, you can really have a baby? Song Yuyan frowned slightly, and she panted and said: Um...husband, husband, um...it's not like this, can you, um...
Song Yuyan was speechless and was not allowed to say a word... She didn't want to cooperate with him anymore. Nan Zeyu coaxed her with good patience and said softly and soothingly: My dear wife, I'm just starting and you don't cooperate. You let me... Song Yuyan leaned against the head of the bed.
She glanced at his upper body, and then looked down. Song Yuyan's face was red as blood. She took a breath, turned her face away, and stammered: "What are you doing? Do you know what you are doing?" Nan Zeyu.
This man is really crazy. He did it on purpose, absolutely on purpose. He just took a look at her and she felt sick. Song Yuyan was about to get out of bed, Nan Zeyu's face darkened, and his dark eyes also darkened. He raised his hand and grabbed her wrist. She staggered, bent over and fell sideways into his arms.
Song Yuyan raised her eyes and met the man's fiery black eyes. His eyes were so hot that they seemed to ignite her. Song Yuyan was stunned. She opened her red lips slightly and said tremblingly: What are you doing? Nan Zeyu, didn't I just compensate you?
The man looked at her with a disdainful look, his eyes sparkling like red fire, he said with a wicked smile: Didn't I say it? This is not enough, wife, well... Nan Zeyu's voice was dark and hoarse. He held her slender waist with one hand and the back of her head with the other.
Song Yu stared at him angrily, but he remained calm, lowered his handsome face, and leaned close to her, his breath spraying on her little face. Song Yu's breath choked, and she closed her eyes nervously, and said nonsense: I'm not, I mean, it's wrong for you to do this, right? Where is there anyone like you, I have already compensated, it's not... I tell you, you have to eat slowly, not like you.
Song Yuyan didn't know what she was talking about, she only knew that her tongue seemed to be tied. Nan Zeyu looked at her with a smile in his eyes as deep as the sea. With a playful smile, he raised his thin lips sexily and chuckled: My wife's mouth is tied, husband will help you to tidy it up.
After he finished speaking, Song Yuyan kissed her hard on her red lips. The man's kiss came like a whirlwind, leaving her powerless to resist. He pried her mouth open and kissed her lips and teeth, making her brain go blank and her breath weak.
After a moment, Nan Zeyu quickly let go of her, his thin lips left hers, and held her on his legs. She breathed deeply, as if she had come back to life, breathing continuously. He frowned, raised his hand and gently stroked her back to help her breathe.
After a while, Song Yuyan finally recovered. She looked up blankly, her watery eyes covered with a layer of water light. She said in a daze: What did you do to me? Husband, I almost couldn't breathe. This is how you let me make it up to you, Mr. Nan.
Nan Zeyu smiled dryly, his dark eyes twisted, and he lowered his head obediently. Song Yuyan glanced at him sideways, she turned her head to look at him, he lowered his head slightly, lowered his eyebrows, and said in a faint voice: Wife, I really didn't mean it, please don't be angry, okay.
The man coaxed her in a gentle voice. Song Yuyan turned her head away from him, but the redness on her ears betrayed her thoughts. Nan Zeyu's dark eyes fell on her two red ears. His eyes deepened and he said softly: Look at your two red ears, wife, you are not angry, right!
Song Yuyan looked back at him, she stared at his deep black eyes without blinking, her eyes were heavy, she pouted and said: "No, but, husband, you have to... slowly, don't rush, otherwise I won't agree to give it to you." As soon as the voice fell, the man pushed her down on the bed.
Song Yuyan's pupils widened. She saw him kneeling on the bed with his legs and swearing at her with his five fingers stretched out. Her heart skipped a beat. Her watery eyes met his sincere black eyes. He swore: Wife, I swear, take it slow, don't rush.
She bit her lip and glared at his black eyes that were as bright as the stars and the moon. Her eyes seemed to be filled with stars, dazzling and brilliant. Looking at his handsome face that was as innocent as a boy, this man was so cunning. She glared at him and he quickly lowered his head.
She glanced at him and said lightly: "Well, OK." Then she turned her eyes to meet his deep eyes when he raised his head. His eyes were deep and flowing with the light of fire. Her watery eyes were transparent and rippling with the soft light of water. She nodded.
Nan Zeyu pursed his lips and said nothing. Song Yuyan looked at him in a daze. After a moment's silence, the girl's panting sound came from the bedroom, which was softer than the previous panting sound. She had been breathing too rapidly just now and her throat was dry.
All night long, both of them moved very slowly. Nan Zeyu also slowed down. Listening to her sweet and soft breathing, the man realized that he should consider her feelings more in this kind of thing. He was also anxious at the time, so Song Yuyan resisted.
After it was over, the sky turned pale and the man fell comfortably on the bed. He turned his head and saw Song Yuyan sleeping tiredly. He sat up quickly, picked her up carefully, carried her out of bed, and walked slowly into the bathroom.
He gently placed Song Yuyan in the bathtub. He was afraid that he could not control himself, so Nan Zeyu closed his eyes while wiping her. After a while, the man bent over, picked her up, carried her out of the bathtub, and changed her into a bathrobe.
After tucking Song Yuyan into the quilt, it was already past six in the morning. He was not sleepy, but he was still a little tired, so Nan Zeyu also went to sleep. He put his big hand on her waist and raised his hand to gently push aside her hair to reveal her sweet little face.
He held her in his arms, rested his chin on her shoulder, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in a short while. Song Yuyan's eyebrows moved, her red lips moved, and she said in a tired voice: Well, it's ok, honey, I'm so tired, I want to sleep, if you don't sleep, then I will sleep? Stinky man!
At the end of her words, she gave a low scolding, and Nan Zeyu's tall body jumped suddenly. It seemed that he really wanted too much from her. So she should take a break for a while and then try to make a baby again. However, he seemed to have tried harder last night. Nan Zeyu lowered his eyes and fell on her flat belly.
Soon there will be a child belonging to him and her. Nan Zeyu actually wants to be a father now, because he already has a beloved wife, and all he needs is a baby. With another baby, they will be a family of three.
The man's thin lips curled up slightly, and his two big hands gently wrapped around her waist. Smelling the milky fragrance on her body, Nan Zeyu closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep. Outside the balcony, waves splashed, stirring up beautiful waves on the shore of Wangyue Island. There were clouds in the sky, floating.
At 3:30 in the afternoon, she slowly opened her eyes, turned her head and slowly sat up from the bed. Her whole back and waist ached, but her legs. Song Yuyan lifted the quilt and found herself wearing a cloud-white bathrobe, but her legs were not weak at all.
Fortunately, this man had a conscience and knew to give her a leg massage. Song Yuyan got up, put on her slippers, and walked out of the bedroom. She held her waist with both hands. Her back was sore and weak. She didn't know how much effort she had put in to have a baby. She walked into the bathroom.
While washing her face, she looked down at her belly and touched it. It was flat. She said calmly: "It's not that mom is cruel. Baby, come back later. Mom is still studying." Song Yuyan muttered to herself in the bathroom, patting her belly as she spoke.
After washing up, Song Yuyan walked out of the bathroom. How could this honeymoon be so boring? Apart from sleeping, it seemed that she did nothing but sleep. She walked slowly into the bedroom, walked to the balcony, and sat cross-legged on the sofa outside the balcony.
Song Yuyan couldn't help laughing as the wind from the island blew. Her lips curved into a sweet smile, and her eyes were as bright as tiny diamonds. Is there a boat on Wangyue Island? She suddenly wanted to take a boat? She looked out of the balcony with bright eyes. The waves on Wangyue Island were rolling up high, just like steamed buns.
At half past six in the evening, Song Yuyan came downstairs. She glanced around and blinked in confusion. Where is Nan Zeyu? Why didn't she see him? Then, she turned her head and saw Butler Long walking towards the study of the villa. He walked quickly, bent over and nodded, saying, "Madam, you are down. The young master is having a video conference in the study!"
Song Yuyan nodded, and she said with a sweet smile: "Okay, Butler Long, I won't disturb him. I'll go to Wangyue Island for a walk. It's too boring to stay in the bedroom." She looked at Butler Long with a smile on her face and said sweetly.
Butler Long turned around and looked up at his wife. He said seriously, "Okay, madam, but I must accompany you. Don't worry, I will follow you and won't disturb you. This is what the young master told me." Song Yuyan frowned. It was difficult to be alone. She nodded, turned around and walked forward.
When they arrived at Wangyue Island, Song Yuyan looked over. The sunset over Wangyue Island was just hanging in the sky. The orange-pink sunset was extremely beautiful. Her watery eyes suddenly shone brightly. She raised her eyes and looked at the orange-pink sunset hanging in the sky.
She stood on the Moon-Watching Island and looked up at the sunset for a long time. As it was getting dark, the sunset slowly retreated and was submerged in the island. Song Yuyan withdrew her gaze, turned around, and strolled along the island.
In fact, Song Yuyan didn't want to come to the island for her honeymoon. It was just an island with nothing to do. She sighed and continued walking forward. The sky slowly darkened. The strong voice of Butler Long was heard behind her, shouting: Madam, don't go too far, it's getting dark, and the young master will be worried.
Song Yuyan paused and looked back. Butler Long behind her frowned and looked at her. Song Yuyan nodded, and she did not move forward. Instead, she stood in the center of the island, looking at the crystal blue island with her watery eyes, watching the waves rolling over, then hitting the rocks and rolling onto the shore.
Song Yuyan just stared blankly. If she had known earlier, she would not have come to Wangyue Island. It was really too boring. She stared at the scenery on the island for a while. Then Song Yuyan turned around and followed Butler Long out of Wangyue Island and walked towards the villa.
When they returned to the Wangyue Island villa, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening. Song Yuyan went straight upstairs. She thought of something and turned around to look at Butler Long who was standing at the stairs. She smiled indifferently and said: Butler Long, call me when dinner is ready. Also, just let Nan Zeyu wait for me in the restaurant.
Butler Long nodded and bent down. He smiled gently and said, "Ah ha, okay, okay, ma'am, I will." She turned around and walked upstairs. Song Yuyan returned to the bedroom and sat on the sofa in the bedroom. Why was she bored again? Her little face suddenly fell and frowned.
Song Yuyan simply lay on the sofa, staring at the crystal chandelier with wide eyes. She didn't know what time she would have dinner. After a while, Song Yuyan sat up from the sofa. When would her honeymoon end? She bit her lip, frowning. What time is it now?
Song Yuyan touched the pocket of her coat. Where was her cell phone? She quickly got up from the sofa and ran to the bedroom. She walked to the bed, bent over, and glanced at the cell phone on the bedside table. She reached out and picked it up, then sat on the bed.
As soon as she opened her cell phone, Song Yuyan was stunned. She opened her eyes wide and saw a missed call and an unread text message. She opened the text message and her pupils shrank. Song Yuyan blurted out subconsciously: Wen...Wen...Wen Zichen. She looked at the text message he sent and read it.
Song Yuyan looked at her missed calls again. It was the night before yesterday, at 11:13, and the text message was sent at 11:30. There was no sound on her phone. Song Yuyan found the settings of her phone and saw that it was in silent mode. She quickly turned on the sound.