PNB Chapter 352 Wife, You Are Not Allowed to Receive Calls from Wen Zichen
Chapter 352 Wife, You Are Not Allowed to Receive Calls from Wen Zichen
All night, Song Yuyan had tears in her eyes. Nan Zeyu looked at her drooping eyebrows. His eyebrows were deep, and his eyes were doting and smiling: "Okay, wife, you are so touched. Stop crying. Do you like the honeymoon dinner your husband prepared for you?" The man's voice was like the night wind passing by, soft and gentle, and it felt warm in her ears.
Song Yuyan slowly raised her head and met Nan Zeyu's dark eyes as deep as the sea, which made her heart beat faster and faster uncontrollably. Her crystal-like pupils were filled with crystal-like light. Her peach blossom eyes were like the moon immersed in a lake, with a sweet smile in her eyes. Nan Zeyu's breath held, and only now he realized how beautiful this little woman's eyes were.
Seeing this, Song Yuyan frowned and said, "Honey, what's wrong with you? Why are you staring at me again?" Although she was not very stunning today, she was also very pure. Nan Zeyu glanced at her smiling eyes. His eyes were as soft as the water in a deep pool, shimmering and charming. He smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay. It's just that my wife's eyes look so beautiful, and I can't help but feel a little bit."
The more the man spoke, the gentler his voice became. Song Yuyan's snow-white face quietly turned red, and two traces of milk-powdered blushes crawled on both sides of her cheeks. When the fireworks in the night sky bloomed, they also illuminated her sweet little face. He suddenly stood up and leaned forward.
Song Yuyan's breathing stagnated, her pupils suddenly shrank, her eyelids blinked, and she sat in the chair in a daze. The man's handsome face got closer and closer, so much so that she didn't even notice when Nan Zeyu's thin lips covered her red lips.
He only felt the warm touch on his lips, and he pried open her lips and teeth and gently inhaled the sweetness in her mouth. He kissed her so hard that she tossed and turned. Song Yuyan's heartbeat quickened. She raised her hands and gently hugged his neck. She slowly closed her tearful eyes like crystal balls and felt his kiss.
The wind on Wangyue Island was like a musical symphony. The sound of the wind was gentle, and the waves on the island were rolling and the clouds were rolling, hitting the shore one by one. The fireworks in the night sky were still being set off, in various colors, shapes, and beauty. In front of the dining table on the crystal candlesticks, the two kissed passionately.
After a moment, Nan Zeyu let her go. His deep black eyes stared at her watery eyes. The tears in his eyes had faded away. His eyes, like crystal balls, were transparent and clear, with a hint of uncertainty. He smiled softly, stood up, and then sat on the dining table chair.
Song Yuyan lowered her head, holding the tablecloth with both hands, and she panted softly. Nan Zeyu looked up at the fireworks that were still being set off. His thin lips moved slightly, and he smiled softly: "I don't think these fireworks are enough? Wife, what do you think?"
Song Yuyan's chest was panting. She looked up blankly and met Nan Zeyu's dark eyes with a gentle smile. She panted and said, "Ha...ha...ha..., I think, ha...it's okay." But, how many fireworks does my husband have? She tilted her head and blinked at him.
The man raised his hand and held her hand, placing it on the back of his hand. Song Yuyan was startled and looked down. She raised her eyes to look at Nan Zeyu's evil black eyes. She frowned and asked: "Tell me, husband, how many fireworks did you set off? Tell me."
Nan Zeyu held her hand with his left hand, and he gently stroked the back of her hand. His dark eyes were cold and gloomy. Song Yuyan smiled sweetly and said, "Okay, husband, tell me, tell me?" She pouted her little mouth and said to him sweetly.
The man smiled lovingly at her pouting little face. His dark eyes deepened. After a moment of silence, Nan Zeyu's pupils moved. He moved his thin lips slightly and said: "Say 'husband, I love you, and I'll tell you.'" Song Yuyan was startled. She opened her eyes wide. This man actually negotiated with her...
How could he...how could he...but, Nan Zeyu looked deeply into her stunned eyes, he raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were cold, Song Yuyan twisted her eyes angrily and said: Where can there be a person like you? You still put forward conditions to your wife, you man, Song Yuyan was about to pull his hand away, he held her hand tightly.
Song Yuyan was reluctant. She pouted her lips and turned away from him. Nan Zeyu was not angry. He just looked at her with a doting and smiling look in his eyes, as if she was the only one in his eyes. She was about to lose face. She glanced at him with her watery eyes and met his smiling black eyes. She bit her lip.
She raised her eyelids, turned her head, looked into his eyes, and then stared at his black eyes tightly. Her watery eyes were bright and there seemed to be a galaxy in them. Looking at him, her expression was unnatural, and her red lips moved. She looked reluctant, but said sweetly and softly: Husband, I love you.
Nan Zeyu smiled widely, and the smile in his eyes reached his eyes. After Song Yuyan finished speaking, she covered her face shyly. He smiled at her, his eyes as gentle as water. After a while, the man raised the corners of his lips and said in a hoarse voice: Just like I love you, so there are 999 clusters of fireworks, wife.
Song Yuyan's face was hot, she didn't dare to look him in the eye, finally, she raised her head and looked at him. The two of them ate their honeymoon dinner for a while, and the fireworks were almost over. The sound of the fireworks gradually became smaller. Nan Zeyu put down his knife and fork, he looked up and said softly with a smile: Mrs. Nan, are you done eating?
Song Yuyan was eating caramel pudding when she choked and coughed several times. She looked up at him and glared at him. He was startled, then he smiled calmly and said, "What's wrong? Mrs. Nan, why are you glaring at me?"
Song Yuyan kept coughing and her ears turned red. Nan Zeyu reacted and picked up the crystal glass on the tablecloth. There was a silver kettle on the right. He opened the lid of the kettle, put it to his nose and smelled it. He glanced with his black eyes and saw that Song Yuyan was still coughing.
He poured the water from the kettle into the crystal glass, which contained a white transparent liquid that did not seem to be wine. After Nan Zeyu finished pouring, he stretched out his long arm and pushed it to her. Song Yuyan coughed and half lowered her head. She glanced around and saw the crystal glass he pushed over.
Song Yuyan's face was about to turn red from coughing. She grasped the handle of the crystal cup, raised it high, tilted her head back, and gulped down the drink. After she drank it all, Song Yuyan realized that it was sparkling water. She swallowed it all down her throat at once. The sparkling water rolled into her throat, and her throat suddenly felt comfortable.
After a while, Song Yuyan raised her eyes and met the man's handsome face with frowning brows and eyes. She curved her lips and smiled and said: Mr. Nan, I'm fine. You just called me wife and suddenly called me wife. I... She laughed silently, and Nan Zeyu couldn't help laughing with her, with the corners of his lips rising uncontrollably.
It was almost eleven o'clock when they finished their honeymoon meal, but Song Yuyan didn't want to go back to the villa yet. The man picked her up and carried her sideways. She subconsciously hugged his neck and stared at his cold profile. Her watery eyes revealed a hazy light. She opened her red lips slightly and said slowly: "Honey, I don't want to go back to the villa tonight, can I?"
Nan Zeyu stopped, his dark eyes turned, and met Song Yuyan's hazy eyes. His dark eyes were secretive, and his pupils were like dark deep holes. She looked into his dark eyes, smiled sweetly and said: "Can I? Honey, I don't want to go back to the villa. I want to spend a night with you on the island, okay?"
Her voice was soft with a hint of sweetness. The man glared at her helplessly with a cold gaze. Song Yuyan was stunned. She half opened her mouth and looked confused. After a moment, he said lightly: Okay, I'll stay with you on the island for one night, wife.
Song Yuyan's eyes were curved when she smiled, like a curved eyeliner. He looked at her and laughed dotingly. She obediently leaned her little face on his chest and closed her eyes sweetly. The night breeze on Wangyue Island blew her long curly hair, and the milky fragrance on her hair drifted into the man's nostrils.
He slowed down his pace and carried her forward. Nan Zeyu saw a rocking chair on a crystal platform in the center of Wangyue Island. He carried her over and gently placed her on the rocking chair. Then he sat beside her and leaned her head on his shoulder.
Nan Zeyu looked over and could see the waves rolling onto the shore from Wangyue Island. It was summer now and the night breeze on the island was not very cold and it felt very comfortable blowing on her face, but Nan Zeyu was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he took off his black crystal diamond suit jacket and covered her shoulders with it. Song Yuyan woke up all of a sudden.
She looked up, her watery eyes turned, and met Nan Zeyu's soft black eyes. She was confused and said in a daze: Hey? Husband, where am I? Song Yuyan glanced at him, and Nan Zeyu moved his thin lips and said: The rocking chair on the island.
Song Yuyan turned her head and looked to both sides. She nodded and said: Okay. Then, she leaned on Nan Zeyu's shoulder again and looked at Wangyue Island with him at night. As she looked, Song Yuyan's eyes flashed, and she said softly: Husband, if our children are born in the future, will you also give them an island?
Nan Zeyu frowned, his black eyes were startled, then he chuckled and said: Yes, I will buy an island for our children and name it after them. In fact, Nan Zeyu really wanted to ask Song Yuyan why she came up with this idea, but he didn't ask.
Song Yuyan was very satisfied with his answer. She smiled and said, "Hahaha, my husband is so cute. How could someone name an island after a child?" Who said that men can't stand being teased? My husband was stunned by my teasing.
The man's face darkened, and his dark eyes also darkened. Song Yuyan realized something was wrong. Her heart skipped a beat and she looked up suddenly, looking at Nan Zeyu's cold and gloomy eyes. Song Yuyan's heart suddenly started beating nervously. She opened her mouth and looked at him with wide eyes.
The next second, Nan Zeyu turned his head and met Song Yuyan's nervous eyes. His eyes darkened, and without saying a word, he raised his hand and grabbed the back of her head, kissing her red lips fiercely. Song Yuyan's pupils dilated, and he bit her with his mouth, holding the back of her head with his big hand.
Fortunately, the kiss didn't last long, and he let her go after a while. Song Yuyan looked up blankly and met his cold eyes. His black eyes were cold and fierce, like a sharp blade. Song Yuyan froze, and she trembled and said: I... I... I was wrong, husband, I didn't mean to tease you, don't be angry!
Her voice trembled several times, and Song Yuyan's face turned pale. Nan Zeyu saw her like this, he sighed softly, turned his eyes to look at the island, and whispered with his thin lips: There won't be a next time? The man's voice was cold and heavy, with three parts of warning and seven parts of reminder.
Song Yuyan's body trembled violently, her watery eyes sparkled, and she nodded frantically: "No, no, no, I won't dare to do it again next time, I know, husband." If he dared to do it again next time, Song Yuyan would be scared to death, but she didn't say anything, so why was he angry? Song Yuyan was puzzled.
However, the two of them didn't speak. Song Yuyan wanted to get up and go back to the villa, but she was the one who said she wanted to spend a night on the island. Song Yuyan looked at him cautiously, and he lowered his head to look at his phone. Song Yuyan breathed a sigh of relief, probably because he was no longer angry.
The night was getting darker and darker, and it was soon the second half of the night. When Nan Zeyu finished processing the email that Bai Xun sent to his mobile phone and checked it carefully, he raised his eyes and turned his head to see Song Yuyan asleep. She leaned on the cradle with her head tilted back. The man frowned, stood up quickly, lifted her waist, and lifted her head with his other hands.
Then, he held her and sat her on his lap, her petite body wrapped in her coat. Her little face rested on his chest. Nan Zeyu lowered his eyes to look at her sleeping face. He seemed to have lost his temper with her just now. He raised his hand and touched the top of her head.
She raised her wrist to check the time. It was already past four in the morning, and there was still more than an hour before dawn. However, he kept his word and would stay with her all night. Nan Zeyu just looked at her sleeping face quietly. Slowly, his eyelids sank, and soon, his eyelids slowly closed.
The next morning, the sound of the wind on the island woke Nan Zeyu up. His eyelids slowly opened, and his black eyes, as bottomless as a deep pool, opened little by little. He looked down and saw Song Yuyan with her chin raised and resting on his shoulder bone. Nan Zeyu glanced at her coldly and realized that it was already dawn. He yawned.
Song Yuyan also woke up. She opened her eyes, her long eyelashes spread out a little bit, and there was a dull pain behind her neck. She cried out in pain: "Oh, husband, my neck hurts, my neck hurts?" As she cried out, the man reacted very quickly. He quickly stood up from the rocking chair, held her in his arms and walked quickly, holding her neck with his other hand.
He frowned and said: "Good girl, bear with it, let's go back to the villa now. You, don't do this next time, your neck can't stand it." Song Yuyan bit her lip in pain, tears welling up in her eyes. She lowered her head slightly, the dull pain in her neck came and went, making her lip hurt.