Fu Jingzhou sneered and reached out to pinch his chin. " Jiang Nan, you just can't seem to learn your lesson."
Jiang Nan continued her cheeky remark, "That's not necessarily true. You'll have to call me 'brother' obediently,' and I promise I'll be incredibly good."
Fu Jingzhou: "..."
Some people's threats may not be verbal, but rather manifested in actions.
Jiang Nan's expression changed the next second. He stubbornly resisted for a few minutes, finally crying, "You're my brother, I was wrong, I was really wrong, Zhouzhou... um..."
His mouth was covered.
Fu Jingzhou lowered his eyes and said, "It's better if you don't say anything."
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This is the first time Jiang Nan has experienced a vulnerable period since she transmigrated into the book.
Only now did he realize how terrifying pheromones truly were.
That small gland at the back of his neck can influence his thinking and drive him to seek pleasure.
In the half-minute before falling into a coma, Jiang Nan mustered all her strength to curse, "771, damn it!"
The Little Black Ball was playing SpongeBob SquarePants in the living room and couldn't hear anything.
Fu Jingzhou frowned and asked, "What's this '771' meme about?"
Jiang Nan rolled her eyes, wanting to say something, but the next second her eyelids couldn't take it anymore and she fell asleep.
To put it more accurately, he fainted.
-
When Jiang Nan woke up again, her whole body ached.
He slept, and his eyes were swollen. When he opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling, he remembered what had happened before he went to sleep.
He was suddenly startled.
He quickly got up, but his lower back was sore. Fortunately, he bravely used his wrists to support himself.
Little Jiang, a true hero, is invincible!
The room was dimly lit, and his ex-wife was nowhere to be found. Jiang Nan squinted and searched for a long time before finally finding his phone on the bedside table.
When the phone screen suddenly lit up, he squinted slightly, his eyes unaccustomed to the light, and glanced at the time.
"Grass."
It was already the afternoon of the second day.
"Beast, beast."
Jiang Nan cursed a few times, then pursed her lips and opened WeChat.
In an instant, countless messages rushed out, assaulting his eyes.
Zhu Xia topped the list with the most unread messages, second only to Rogue Zhou, who was pinned to the top of WeChat.
"Snort."
Jiang Nan thought to himself, "I actually pinned that scoundrel to the top of my chat list." He then subtly moved his finger and quickly unpinned the person's profile.
Little Immortal Nan instantly felt refreshed, and the next second, he opened the chat box of GG Bond.
More than a hundred messages flooded in.
GG Bond: [Are you there? Don't forget that suit.]
GG Bond: [A set costs hundreds of thousands, don't get it dirty. With hundreds of thousands, you can buy anything, even just a set of clothes!]
GG Bond: [The brand asked me, so say something!]
Jiang Nan was instantly drenched in sweat.
His face had been carefully cleaned with warm water by some scoundrel, and his clothes had been changed into the pajamas he used to throw in the closet.
He nervously opened the bedside table, searched around, and successfully found the white suit under the bed.
Um...
His expression turned bewildered.
That suit, which had looked quite presentable before, was now lying pitifully on the ground, crumpled and looking like it was about to fall apart.
Jiang Nan pursed her lips.
Waaah, just like him, I'm about to break.
Just as Jiang Nan was lost in thought, the door was suddenly opened.
The man stood tall and elegant, holding a bowl of porridge in his hand. He turned on the light at the door of the room, and the bright light instantly illuminated the entire room.
Jiang Nan closed his eyes uncomfortably. The footsteps grew closer, his eyelashes trembled, and finally he opened his eyes, only to meet a pair of dark, deep eyes.
He pursed his lips, somewhat afraid to recall what had happened yesterday.
This is for a young virgin...
Jiang Nan's thoughts paused briefly.
Waaaaaah, he's not a virgin anymore, he's lost his virginity.
Fu Jingzhou casually placed the tray on the bedside table. "What are you sad about now?"
Jiang Nan: "You don't understand. I'm not a boy anymore. I'm a dirty adult man now."
Fu Jingzhou: "..."
He raised an eyebrow. "But you liked it a lot yesterday too."
Jiang Nan gritted her teeth; "Can you just shut up?"
Fu Jingzhou looked completely innocent. "I didn't say anything wrong. You're really being very proactive."
Jiang Nan; "..."
He was so angry that his hair almost stood on end. He suddenly straightened up and bit the man's delicate, slender collarbone hard.
It was really hard.
Fu Jingzhou took a breath, then raised his hand and covered the back of Jiang Nan's head.
Slender fingers slipped under his hair, his pink hair was very soft, and the man's cool fingertips gently massaged his scalp, as if soothing and coaxing him.
Jiang Nan miraculously calmed down, and the anger in her heart vanished.
He sat back down, somewhat bewildered, unsure of what to do next.
In fact, he has been in a state of complete confusion since yesterday.
" Zhouzhou..."
He felt a sudden lump in his throat, not knowing why, and uttered a dry, unintelligible cry, unsure of what else to say.
"What's wrong?"
Fu Jingzhou took a wet wipe from the bedside table drawer, tore open the packaging, and slowly wiped Jiang Nan's hands.
He wiped his fingers and palms with meticulous care, his eyes lowered.
"We're already divorced, why would we do something like this?" Jiang Nan finally blurted out after holding it in for a long time.
Fu Jingzhou: "If you agree, we can go to the Civil Affairs Bureau now to process our remarriage."
Jiang Nan fell silent again.
Half a minute later, he straightened up. "You like me?"
Fu Jingzhou paused again.
He released Jiang Nan's hand, and Jiang Nan felt a strange emptiness in her heart, her fingers curling up helplessly.
The next second, her other hand was grabbed by the man.
He handed him a wet wipe to clean his hands, and without looking up, said slowly, "I used to think that love was something ethereal and meaningless, with no value or significance."
He is a businessman who measures everything by value.
"After meeting you, I realized that you are the very essence of value and meaning."
His voice was unhurried, as if he were chatting casually, unlike the idol dramas Jiang Nan used to occasionally watch, which required very beautiful and romantic scenes, showing the male lead's handsome and well-defined jawline, and the female lead's tearful eyes.
But now, he held his breath, looking at the man's pale face so close to his own, his dark, curled eyelashes drooping, his nose very straight, and the crimson beauty mark at the corner of his eye like icing on the cake, adding a touch of eeriness to his beauty. Yet his temperament was very aloof, his figure slender, and he was enveloped in the sweet and sour scent of pomegranate juice.
They were in a small bedroom, where it was so quiet it couldn't be quieter.
Jiang Nan heard the thunderous pounding of her own heart.
Like a tidal wave, it was unstoppable, even by the gods.
Not to mention himself.
I'm not feeling well today, so I might be a little late. Please bow sincerely and apologize.