Nan Shao, the drama master, he has started again

Chapter 18

Seeing her flustered appearance, the corners of Nan Jinghong's mouth curved slightly, "Why, it's only been one night and I can't remember clearly?"

Memories of last night...

Shu Nianchen blinked vigorously and kept trying to recall, but couldn't think of anything specific.

She only vaguely remembered that after she lay down, her whole body was hot and dry, and even she couldn't control herself after that.

Reaching out and beating on the head, Shu Nianchen couldn't figure it out.

How could such a good self be like this?

Soon, she opened her eyes, and looked at the calm and composed man beside her, with a big lala bared/exposed upper body, no particularly prominent abdominal muscles, but there were also faint lines, the charm of the man was faintly visible, and with such a face , enough to be distracting.

She pinched her palm, not being tempted by his beauty, "Even if I have a problem, what about you, why did you appear in my room!"

"Here, there is no place I cannot enter." He said in a deep voice.

The arrogant tone really made Shu Nianchen angry.

She turned her gaze away, glanced at the wheelchair parked beside the bed, and suddenly asked, "You are such a big man, how did I get you up here?"

Nan Jinghong frowned, and answered irrelevantly, "You are calm, at this time, you still want to chat with me?"

"Then what else can I do, please get out?" She didn't even want to poke his sore spot!
"It seems that this is not the first time you have had this kind of experience." He smiled meaningfully.

Shu Nianchen grabbed the quilt tightly, resisting the urge to jump up and beat him violently, "Since everything has already happened, what else can I do, even if I kill you, it's useless."

Seeing how smart and stubborn she looks now, I can't help but want to tease her.

His attitude was indifferent, as if it was a matter of course to advise her, "Why is it so complicated? Only you and I know about this matter. It doesn't matter if your husband knows about it. No one cares about such matters."

He's making her act like nothing happened?
He is... humiliating her!
Shu Nianchen clenched her fists and said firmly, "No, I will tell my husband the truth. This happened after we got married. I have to be honest with him."

She let out a breath, "Don't worry, I won't tell you when the time comes, and you don't have to worry that I will hurt you."

Looking at her stubborn face, her eyes are incredibly clear, as if using a small universe to build a copper wall and an iron wall, not afraid of any harm, indestructible!

Looking at her like this, Nan Jinghong's eyes changed slightly.

Pulling and scratching her hair, Shu Nianchen was about to go down to wash and calm down, but before she got down with difficulty, there was a movement outside the door.

"Young Madam, are you up?" Xiao Li asked.

Shu Nianchen trembled and almost rolled down.

Nan Jinghong squinted at her, "Why panic, aren't you going to confess?"

"But I'm not ready yet!" Shu Nianchen was about to cry, and helped the edge of the bed to get down. He was still thinking about packing up his clothes, but he looked at the smiling man sitting on the bedside, and the hand that could not be ignored. Wheelchair, she has a dead heart!

"Young Madam, have you packed up, shall I bring your breakfast in for you?"

"no, do not want--"

Shu Nianchen's exclamation did not stop the door from opening, she desperately hugged the quilt, and covered her face with her hands—it was too horrible.

I thought I would wait until Xiaoli screamed loudly, but I didn't expect to hear a plop next.

Shu Nianchen blinked his eyes, looking at Xiaoli kneeling on the ground, trembling with her head bowed.

"Xiaoli, you..."

"Small, young master!"

(End of this chapter)