The south wind also entered my arms

Chapter 244 Not caring or too caring

Just an 'oh'? ?

Xia Sangyu really didn't expect his reaction to be so flat. Even if he really didn't love Nanfeng anymore, but it was his ex-wife after all. His ex-wife divorced him for a month and got engaged to someone else. How could he have no reaction?

No.

unusual.

Even if he doesn't care, it shouldn't be this kind of reaction. It's completely unnatural. Is he too careless, or...too much?
Combined with what she knew about what he did for Nanfeng, she thinks the latter is more likely, but can anyone really hide their emotions so deeply?I can't...

During the few minutes she was hesitating, Lu Chengyu had quickly signed a few documents, with no distractions, as if she hadn't been moved by anything.

Xia Sangyu finally decided not to bother others, and changed his words: "Xiao Chen and Nan Feng chatted alone in the office for 10 minutes, and I was sent to get the documents, and I didn't hear what they were talking about."

Lu Chengyu reacted when he heard this, but he only raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Cheng Yu, did Xiao Chen and Nan Feng know each other before? How could they talk in private?" Xia Sangyu asked while pondering, "Xiao Chen should know that Nan Feng is your ex-wife, right? Did he get close to Nan Feng on purpose?"

Lu Chengyu faintly: "Who knows?"

"Then what's the matter with you and Yisheng? I called Yisheng yesterday, but he didn't answer." Xia Sangyu didn't know about Lan Lan, so she couldn't figure out why these two people are better than brothers rather than brothers. Will suddenly break up?
Lu Chengyu was silent, and glanced at the clock: "The lunch break is over, why don't you go to work?"

"..." All the questions in my heart were not answered, Xia Sangyu was depressed for a while, but she had no choice but to leave.

The office door opened and closed, Lu Chengyu raised his head from the document, and his eyes fell on the red invitation.

There was still nothing in his eyes.

It's just that there is whiteness between his fingers holding the pen.

I don't know how much effort it took.

……

In the evening, Nanfeng returned to the apartment after get off work, and heard from the servant that Li Nanyan and Mianmian had returned.

Nanfeng was surprised, why didn't they tell her when they came back?
Uh, wait... the Earl is not still mad at her for questioning him casually, is he?

Nan Feng was funny and helpless, when he heard that he was in the study, he looked for him.

The door of the study room was open, Li Nanyan looked at the computer screen, and occasionally tapped his fingers twice on the keyboard. When she entered the door, he obviously looked up at her, but he looked away without saying anything—it was obvious that he was still angry .

"Nan Yan, are you still angry?" Nan Feng walked up to her, tugged at his sleeve with his fingers, and made up his mind to take the route of being coquettish, "Then let me say sorry to you again, okay?"

"I'm sorry~"

He said apologetic words, but his voice was full of laughter, not sincere at all.

"You are the earl, my lord has a lot, I have apologized, so please forgive me~"

The soft voice, intentionally flattering, just listening to it makes people feel like a feather is brushing over the tip of the heart, itchy.

Li Nanyan finally gave her a look, but instead of answering her words, he said, "Last time you said that Mianmian seems to have a talent for painting. I accompanied her to the amusement park yesterday. I want to hire a tutor to enlighten her."

"Huh? It's too early to invite a teacher now?" Mian Mian was only under three years old.

"It's just enlightenment. Teach her some basic things. If she is interested, keep learning. If she doesn't like it, don't learn."

Nan Feng thought the same thing, innate talent is very important, and acquired training is also essential, so he nodded: "Okay, then I'll go see where the teacher is better tomorrow."

"Ah."

After a topic was over, the man stopped talking, and turned his eyes back to the computer screen, scanning the content of the email line by line, as if he didn't exist without her.

Nanfeng lay on the table, forced his face to the computer, and glibly said, "Nan Yan, if you are really angry, you can come out to me, don't hold back, I will feel bad if you break your body~ "

Li Nanyan stood up, Nanfeng thought he was trying to say something to her, but the Earl turned around and walked towards the bookshelf, and only left a sentence without emotion: "I'm not angry, Wen Mu has passed on a lot of work to me, and I'm very busy."

Who believes it?Nanfeng chased him again, forcing his presence: "Really? Then why didn't you look at me and say it? Since I entered the door until now, you haven't looked at me twice. Do you hate me?"

The Earl did not reply to her words, but raised his head slightly to look at the top shelf of the bookshelf, revealing a smooth curve of his neck.

"Do you really hate me? You hate me so much that you don't even want to look at me? Oh, you hate me so much, you won't get engaged to me next month, right? Then what should I do? I'll send invitations to my friends today If you let them know that I have been let go by my fiancé-to-be, they will definitely laugh at me to death."

Still unmoved, Li Nanyan took a book from the shelf and carefully flipped through it.

Nan Feng showed a face of helplessness, as if there was really nothing he could do about him, with an aggrieved expression: "You hate me so much, then I won't bother you, I'm leaving."

Saying that she really left.

The man who had always been indifferent suddenly pursed his lower lip, put the book he was flipping through on the bookshelf heavily, clasped her wrist behind his back, pulled her back and pressed her on the bookcase.

Nan Feng's figure staggered twice, his high heels almost sprained his feet, and just as he stood firmly against the bookcase, he grabbed his hands and pressed them on top of his head.

Li Nanyan lowered his eyes and looked at her quietly. His pupils were dark brown and glowing, like a desert under the stars, which made people feel bright and barren at the same time.Nan Feng blinked, feeling his clear gaze swept over her body, and finally stopped in her eyes for a long time.

In fact, he is not a gentle and refined man in essence. The so-called tenderness is only special to those close to him. At this moment, his body is vainly enveloping her, showing his toughness and possessiveness invisibly.

He breathed smoothly and evenly, with the light fragrance of orange blossom, which made Nanfeng feel familiar and intimate, just about to say something. His waist tightened

Nan Feng deliberately said those words in order to make him react, but he didn't expect his reaction to be so strong, so he couldn't help being stunned: "Nan Yan..."

Before the words came out, his lips were bitten by him.

Li Nanyan lowered his head, and his slightly hot and moist breath fell on her cheeks. The light above his head shone on his long and dense eyelashes, reflecting a light gray and black shadow under his eyes.

Nanfeng was surprised by him.

It's not that they haven't kissed before. After all, they are grown men and women, and they have a crush on each other. After spending so many years together day and night, it is inevitable that there will be times when they can't help themselves, but... it's actually only the second time.

The first time was when Nanfeng lost his memory, they almost snatched the fire once.

So now Nanfeng is still a little at a loss, a familiar but also a little strange breath hits her, she clenches her fingers slightly, feeling a little repulsive in her heart, but then she thinks, they are an unmarried couple who are about to get engaged, not to mention kissing, just doing it The more intimate things were perfectly normal, so she suppressed that little rejection in her heart again, acquiescing to him to carry the kiss to the end.

……

It could be 10 minutes later, or it could be two 10 minutes later, completely forgetting the time until parting, both gasping a bit from each other.

Li Nanyan didn't let her go immediately, his forehead was pressed against hers, his eyes were wide open, and there was moist water in them, and he looked at her lips.

His breathing sank for another two or three minutes, and his voice was hoarse: "Don't doubt my feelings for you in the future."

Unconsciously pursing his lips, Nan Feng responded softly, "Yes."

Li Nanyan let go of her hand, and hugged her body instead, his lips fell on her ear, and his voice was very soft, lingering in her ear: "I have loved you for many years, after you met me Before."

Although he was very close, but his voice was too soft, Nan Feng couldn't hear it clearly, he was stunned, and wondered if he heard it wrong, if he heard it right, then what he said meant: "You Know me before?"

Li Nanyan didn't answer, but just decorated the corners of her lips with delicate kisses.

Nan Feng wanted to bear it at first, but he hugged her too tightly, her body leaned back inertially, and her back was completely close to the bookcase. In the end, she still couldn't hold back: "That..."

"Can you let me go first? My back hurts."

Li Nanyan was taken aback for a moment, and immediately took a step back to release the pressure on her. There were a few books behind her, which had been pinching her back just now, no wonder she felt pain.

"Sorry." As he said, he reached out to her back and rubbed her.

Seeing that his brows and eyes had become gentle, Nanfeng couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "If I knew that a kiss could calm you down, I wouldn't have said so much before."

Li Nanyan looked at her from a very close distance with eyes full of deep meaning: "I want more than one kiss, can you give me more?"

More... Nanfeng coughed dryly, touched his nose, moved his gaze and footsteps to the door: "Don't you still have a lot of work? Hurry up, I'll go and see Mianmian."

Li Nanyan didn't force her to stay, but just watched her go out, and then smiled very lightly. After looking carefully, he found that there was an imperceptible sense of melancholy in the smile.

……

Nanfeng told his assistant to find a high-quality painting teacher the next day.

In her spare time, she thought that Mianmian's painting talent should be inherited from Sister Lan. She remembered that Sister Lan liked to draw very much in college, and she painted very well. But something happened later, and she entered the Golden Terrace. Picked up a paintbrush.

That day she saw Mianmian watching a children's program, in which the host was teaching the children to draw, and she also took a pen and paper to follow along in front of the TV. Without anyone's guidance, she actually drew better than the children on the program. Fortunately, that's why she mentioned to Li Nanyan that Mianmian seems to have a talent for painting.

The assistant quickly found a teacher. Nanfeng was assured of the assistant's ability to handle affairs. In addition, the construction of the new villa area entered another tense stage, so she didn't go to see the teacher in person, and asked the assistant to take him to the apartment. Show it to Li Nanyan, and stay if it suits you.

That night, she worked overtime at the company and didn't return to the apartment until after ten o'clock in the night. Mianmian had already fallen asleep, the lights on the second floor were still on, and Li Nanyan hadn't rested yet. She wanted to ask about the situation of the painting teacher, so she walked up building.

Li Nanyan was neither in the living room nor in the study, Nanfeng walked towards the bedroom naturally, and called out at the same time: "Nanyan?"

No one answered, but there was movement in the bedroom, and she raised her hand strangely to push open the half-closed door.

But the door was opened from the inside first.

It wasn't Li Nanyan who opened the door.

But a... woman.

One is only wearing a bath towel, her body is hot from the shower, her hair is a little wet, her cheeks are a little red, she looks like a woman who looks like "when the waiter helped her to be delicate and weak, it's the beginning of the new Cheng Enze".

Moreover, this woman, she is simply not too familiar with it.

(End of this chapter)