Regretful CEO: Courting My Wife for 99 Times

Wu Ma, the servant, gave him a kind smile. Her eyes were full of care for Tang Zhiyi. She couldn't help saying, "young master, don't blame Wu Ma for being too talkative. This woman will be ok if she coax her. She is so weak, don't quarrel again!"

Nan Jin Fan moved in his heart. He took the soup from Wu Ma's hand and nodded, "Wu Ma, go down. I won't be embarrassed."

"That's good, that's good!" Wu Ma nodded and left.

The people of the southern Wei Dynasty stood behind Nanjin fan. On his normally dignified and steady face, he even showed a trace of joy at the moment. He said, "Wu Ma is right. It doesn't matter if you don't believe your father. But Wu Ma is a woman, and women always know women. In his memory, if she really gave birth to a boy for the Southern family, all the problems would be solved! ”

Nan Jin Fan looked down at the soup in his hand, and he was worried in his eyes.

Nanjin fan was really a little worried. He was afraid to see Tang's memory in the next moment. What should he do?

At this moment, as proud as he is, he is still reluctant to admit that he fell in love with Tang Zhiyi!

Subconsciously reminds him that all this is for the grandfather's will, for the children, will have the later and Tang Zhiyi's emotional nihility.

He took the soup and walked over, each step of which seemed to be a struggle of his own. Now he felt as if he had been walking for several hours in the corridor, and finally came to the door.

He secretly thought, everything is for the children, all for the will, this thought is calm a lot.

He took a long breath, raised his hand and knocked gently on the door.

Xu is, feel the servant come in, Tang Zhiyi should say "please come in! "

the voice is particularly weak and weak.

Nanjin fan pushed the door in.

Tang Zhiyi is half lying on the bed with a pillow on her back. She looks out of the window with her delicate face looking out of the window. Her delicate face looks very quiet and beautiful. Some broken hair is scattered mischievously on her forehead, which makes her face even smaller.

Tang Zhiyi only thought that it was the servant who came in, so he didn't turn his head. The willow leaves out of the window were about to fall off, alone.

Summer is gone!

Like her love, she thought, everything was broken.

"Memories of it!" There is a familiar and slow man's voice rippling in the ear, a pair of warm hands on the abdomen stroked up.

Tang Zhiyi's body was stiff, and the conditioned reflex retreated. Nanjin fan's hand fell empty.

He maintained the previous movement, rigid in place, look a little embarrassed and lonely.

Tang Zhiyi looked at him with some anger and panic. His body shrank into a ball and finally opened his mouth. His tone was very repellent: "what are you doing here?"

Nanjin fan's slender figure moved. He bent down to pick up the soup on the table and went around to the head of the bed. He sat down: "you are too weak. Drink this bowl of tonic!"

What was originally very concerned about was just said by Nanjin fan as if he was giving orders.

Tang Zhiyi frowned and sneered: "I'm afraid you are not worried about my body, but the child in my stomach! Nanjin fan, you mean little man. "

Nanjin fan's face was stiff. A trace of sullen color appeared in his perfect and suffocating face. His lips were cold and his voice was hoarse: "open your mouth, I'll feed you!"

Tang's memory is not moved at all, still maintain the previous posture.

Nanjin fan looked at her for a long time. Suddenly, he righted Tang Zhiyi's small face with a big hand, and forced her to face him. He approached her and pointed her nose to the tip of his nose. His breath was intertwined with each other, as if he were the most intimate lover: "look at my eyes, Tang Zhiyi, you must eat, not for yourself, but for the children in your stomach!"

Word by word, as if in beating the heart of Tang Zhiyi, as if to hurt her to retreat.

She has a sore nose.

Nanjin fan had already brought up the bowl of soup again. He took a little puff, tried the temperature, put it in front of her, and stubbornly waited for her to open her mouth.

How intimate is this to outsiders?

Tang Zhiyi stopped, and her pink face looked pale and weak at the moment. She opened her mouth slightly, but suddenly lowered her head and quickly bit into Nanjin fan's wrist.

She bit very hard, almost with all the hatred and unwilling, Nanjin fan had expected her intention at the moment when Tang Zhiyi bowed his head.

Like him, a child from a rich family, has been trained to learn martial arts to fight for self-defense since he was a child, so his reaction is more sensitive than ordinary people.

However, he did not escape, he let Tang Zhiyi bite himself, if so she can disperse some of the resentment in the heart.

He will.

Nan Jin Fan snorted and frowned.

It was not until the tip of Nanjin fan's nose spilled a few drops of sweat that Tang Zhiyi raised his head. Nanjin fan's hand was numb, and there was a row of deep bite marks on his wrist, which was ugly and stinging.

Tang Zhiyi's lips and teeth are also stained with some blood. Nanjin fan looks at it, and his dark eyes are dark. He raises his hand to wipe it off for her."Come on, drink this bowl of soup!" Nanjin fan again handed over the bowl: "you are too weak to eat!"

Tang's memory face moved, but still a pair of cold appearance.

Nanjin fan scooped a spoon and sent it back. Tang Zhiyi raised his hand and knocked it over the ground. The delicate bowl and plate were smashed after several rolls on the ground. The soup was sprinkled on the ground, and mixed with broken porcelain, he was lying on the ground.

Nan Jin Fan frowned, clenched his fists and tried to restrain his emotions. However, he began to shout out: "Wu Ma!"

The voice contains anger, which makes Tang Zhiyi's heart jump violently.

At the door, Wu Ma came in and put her hand on her apron. She looked at Tang Zhiyi with some sympathy in her eyes. She said, "young master, what can I do for you?"

Nanjin fan's eyes were tightly around Tang Zhiyi, and his tone was extremely cold: "go and bring all the tonics that have been stewed downstairs. Listen to me, Tang Zhiyi, if you drop a bowl, I will give you two bowls!"

"Young master!" Wu Ma couldn't bear it and called softly.

"Why, you're going to fight me, too?" Nanjin fan raised his head keenly and looked at Wu Ma with a cold face.

"No? No, sir." Wu Ma shook her head, sighed softly, and turned out of the door.

After a while, she was carrying a tray with various kinds of tonics in it. She put it on the bedside table of Tang Zhiyi and gently advised, "little grandma, you can eat more or less!"

Tang Zhiyi looked at a dozen or so bowls and chopsticks in the tray, staring at Nanjin fan with a cold look in his eyes, and his anger seemed to burn him to ashes.

However, he had no choice, but he would not give up if he did not achieve his goal.

Thin hands raised, crisp picked up a bowl of soup, directly into the throat, as if drinking something very difficult to drink.

This is a contest, Nan Jin Fan won!

She thinks so.

Love itself is not wrong, the fault is two do not understand love and stubborn people together!

Tang's memory cold hum a, clear eyes at the moment are cold: "are you satisfied? Can you go out? "

Wu Ma, caught in this oppressive atmosphere, did not dare to come out of the atmosphere.

Nanjin fan looked Xiao Han, with his hands in his pockets and turned around to walk smartly, as if he had completed a task.

How ridiculous!

Tang Zhiyi's heart is dripping with blood. She hates herself for not striving for success. Up to now, she still finds that facing Nanjin fan, she will feel heartache, feel aggrieved and want to cry.

Wu Ma patted her on the head and tried to persuade him: "grandma, don't be angry with the young master. He must have some troubles ---?"

Tang Zhiyi shook his head, covered his face with his hand and got into the warm quilt, hiding in it like an escape: "Wu Ma, don't say, I'm tired, you go out!"

She was curled up in the middle of the big bed. She was so thin that she finally cried out.

Nanjin fan walked out of the gate of Nanjia and got on the bus without stopping. The speed was very fast. He had no destination and no sense of direction. He just kept going.

Tang Zhiyi's behavior angered him!

He didn't understand why she didn't give up when she had already done this. Besides, the people of the southern Wei Dynasty also said that Tang Zhiyi knew that if she could bear a child for the Nanjia family, she could leave the Nanjia family.

Isn't she more likely to be happy when she yearns for herself?

Why are you against yourself?

Or she had other purposes!

Nan Jin Fan smashed the steering wheel in frustration, causing a sharp and harsh whistle.