The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

Nan Xingchuan let out a sigh of relief. He suddenly felt an itch in his throat and wanted to smoke a cigarette. He remembered that Xie Jingzhen was still sick, so he took out a cigarette from the cigarette box and stuffed it back into his mouth.    

Nan Xingchuan took out a candy from his pocket and slowly peeled the candy paper and threw it into his mouth. He looked at Xie Jingxuan, who was sleeping soundly.    

Xie Jingzhen's long hair was like a waterfall as she lay on the bed in a mess. Her fair cheeks were flushed with a high fever, her lips were dry, and her dark eyelashes were tightly shut. She was beautiful and moving.    

She was sleeping soundly.    

Nan Xingchuan sighed lightly and muttered to himself, "What should I do with you?"    

Xie Zhen did not sleep soundly this time.    

It was as if she was being roasted repeatedly on a fire. In a daze, she felt that someone was taking care of him.    

That person's aura was very familiar.    

"Nan Uncle..."    

Xie Jingxuan opened her eyes. The sky was still dark.    

She raised her head and bumped into a pair of pitch-black eyes.    

He raised his hand and used his thumb to press on her forehead. He looked at her and their eyes met.    

His rough finger pressed on her forehead again and again. Xie Zhen's breathing trembled.    

"It's not burning anymore?"    

Nanxing Chuan stared at her with a heavy gaze, as hot as a fierce fire.    

"You've been taking care of me?" Xie Zhen licked her dry lips, her voice hoarse.    

Nan Xingchuan frowned. "Otherwise, my little girl would have been burned into a fool and picked up by someone."    

Xie Jingxuan's heart suddenly skipped a beat.    

She looked away in a panic. "I... I'm not..."    

Not his little girl.    

The man was so angry that he laughed. He wanted to force her to look at him again and turn her face back. He gritted his teeth and said, "You really don't like me?"    

Xie Jingzhen hesitated.    

Because as long as she got close to him, her heartbeat would be out of balance. How could she say she didn't like him?    

"I..."    

This time, Nanxing Chuan did not wait for her to finish speaking. He suddenly tilted his head and kissed her fiercely. His tongue directly twisted into hers.    

Xie Jingzhen was stunned.    

She had never been kissed before...    

In a trance, she was pressed against the wall on the back of the sofa. Her neck was leaning against the wall, and she felt a chill run down her spine.    

He leaned over and his breath was warm. His forehead was pressed against his forehead, and his lips gently touched its lips, as if there was electricity passing through them.    

Xie Jingzhen's heart suddenly shrank. She wanted to retreat, but she could not.    

A drop of sweat dripped to the corner of his eye. His tear gland was stimulated, and the last drop of tears fell from the corner of his eye.    

In the end, she sincerely submitted to what she wanted in the depths of her heart.    

Her fingers gently caressed his temples, and it was a gentle touch.    

It was as if she had given him a response.    

The shadows of trees swayed outside the window. The leaves fell to the ground. One car after another drove over. The tires of the car rolled over and finally fell to the ground. It was as if a gust of wind was about to blow.    

However, the room was as warm as before.    

Nanxing Chuan stopped moving. His gray eyes locked onto her, and his rough hands caressed her fair cheeks.    

Xie Jingzhen's heart trembled.    

The man leaned over her body, his hands tied around hers. With an absolute control, he bent over and stared at her.    

He didn't do anything but look at her. Xie Jingzhen felt a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.    

Nan Xingchuan looked at Xie Jingzhen, his eyes only reflecting her.    

It was as if he belonged to her.    

Xie Jingzhen lifted her eyes. The warm chandelier on the ceiling was a little glaring. She raised her hand to block her eyes, but was pulled away by the man.    

Nan Xingchuan stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked the tears at the corner of her eyes. He slowly swallowed, "What are you crying about?"    

Xie Jingxuan's eyes trembled, but she did not say anything.    

She was crying that she had walked the wrong path.    

She obviously liked him too, so why did they torture each other for so long?    

Xie Jingzhen's long hair was messy, and she had a kind of pure and holy beauty. Her eyelashes were tightly shut, trembling, and her face was flushed red.    

A silent temptation.    

Nan Xingchuan's Adam's apple slowly rolled. He lowered his head and bit her lips.    

"Li Shuming, do you choose him or me?" Nan Xingchuan stared at her and asked in a deep voice.    

He still cared and was jealous. He had seen their intimate actions that day.    

Xie Jingzhen tactfully did not answer. Otherwise, she would be the one at a disadvantage.    

"Who do you think I am?" Nanxing Chuan reached out his hand to hook the hair on her forehead behind his ear and once again used his thumb to press on her forehead.    

Xie Jingzhen did not answer, but he still continued to force her to look at him.    

Xie Jingzhen's face slowly turned hot. She suspected that she had started to have a fever again.    

But Nanxing Chuan did not want to let her go. He had to give her an answer.    

"Nanxing Chuan, boyfriend."    

In the end, she only chose him.