Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

Song Xu took a taxi and started the car. Song Ke asked:

"Boss An, are you going back to the An family or the Yudu Mansion?"

An Nansheng thought for a moment and said, "Let's go to Jinzun."

I sent a message to that person and he quickly replied with an "OK".

At this moment, An Nansheng was exhausted both physically and mentally. Dealing with that group of old foxes was really brain-consuming.

She didn't offend the Jian family today on impulse, but after careful consideration.

The consequences have also been considered.

Haha, do you think you can eat meat and drink soup just by pretending to be nice to the Jian family?

Apart from anything else, if there is a disagreement over the house, the Jian family will definitely plot against her without mercy.

Instead of that, it is better to make your position clear early on, so that you won’t be taken advantage of and then kicked out.

She had learned enough from Feihong's teachings.

When we arrived at the hotel, the man had already arrived, but the room was still pitch black.

As soon as she stepped in, her waist felt tight, and then familiar kisses came down on her.

An Nansheng drank a little wine and was slightly tipsy, just the right amount.

The familiar temperature and strength made her bones soften. They kissed from the hallway to the living room and did it right on the sofa.

She held the other's sweaty head, closed her eyes and said emotionally:

"I don't need to see your face, and I don't need to know your identity. I think this is fine now."

She found the other's lips and kissed him again and again, her voice full of life-threatening temptation:

"Let's make three rules: stay clean, don't cross the line, and call a halt at any time, okay?"

The man paused, and after a few seconds he said "hmm" in a deep voice, then picked her up and went to the bedroom.

This had happened all over again, but the man was still wearing a shirt.

"Why don't you take off your clothes?"

As An Nansheng spoke, she started to unbutton his shirt, but before she could unbutton the third button, the man pressed her down.

Her hands were pressed above her head, and the man's kiss was more domineering than ever before.

……

Mu Fucheng got up from the bed only after An Nansheng fell asleep.

This girl really just treats him as a hot-tempered friend and doesn't want to take any responsibility at all.

It's really infuriating.

The next day, An Nansheng did not appear at the Jade Residence until noon.

Mu Fucheng had just changed the medicine, and when she entered, she smelled a faint smell of blood.

"Uncle, your wound hasn't healed yet?" He got angry and said, "That Shen Yien guy brags about his medical skills all day long, but his wound hasn't healed in several days?"

As he said that, he was about to call Shen Yien.

Mu Fucheng gave her a cold look:

"It has nothing to do with Doctor Shen. I accidentally opened the wound."

An Nansheng was very worried: "Uncle, you have to take care of yourself. The wound will heal slowly if it is open."

Mu Fucheng put on his clothes and changed the subject:

"What happened to the dinner at the Jian family?"

An Nansheng came here specifically to discuss things with Mu Fucheng.

"I have offended the Jian family. It must have spread everywhere by now."

Mu Fucheng personally poured her a cup of tea: "Didn't you offend them a long time ago?"

An Nansheng thought so too. From the time they got married until now, nothing she did had pleased Jian Muye.

With this calculation, it is hard to tell who is the destined one.

"But if this happens, no one will dare to cooperate with me." He sighed and took a sip of the teacup.

I was feeling a little thirsty, so I drank the tea in the cup in two gulps.

Mu Fucheng poured her tea and said:

"Don't worry, the documents haven't come down yet. Even if we want to develop it, it's still early."

He looked at her and curled the corners of his lips:

"Even if someone is anxious, it shouldn't be you."