The Slum Girl and Her Billionaire Husband

Before she could finish, Xie Zexing suddenly sucked her neck, making her subconsciously raise her head and moan.    

    

He swam to the side and continued to ask, "Spray it for me to smell? Hmm?"    

    

The sound that deliberately sounded out from his throat caused Nan Yichun's legs to soften.    

    

This person had really learned to be bad.    

    

Nan Yichun pursed the corners of his lips tightly, trying his best not to be defeated so quickly.    

    

She refuted in a low voice, "Not at all."    

    

She looked up at him, her eyes moist, as if there was mist in them. "It came from the counter."    

    

Xie Zecheng raised his eyebrows. "It wasn't intentionally sprayed for me to smell?"    

    

Nan Yichun:... "Don't be so narcissistic."    

    

The two of them did not do much in the kitchen, mainly because they were hungry.    

    

Xie Zecheng's cooking speed was quite fast. It did not take long for three dishes and a soup to be ready.    

    

With his cooking skills, Nan Yichun opened the French window, allowing the evening wind to naturally blow in. It was like a lake that was blown by the wind, causing ripples to appear in the room and giving birth to love.    

    

While eating, she was inexplicably a little panicked.    

    

But after thinking about it, she felt that it was nothing. She was certain that the person in front of her, whether early or late, was this person.    

    

Xie Zecheng's cooking skills were good. Nan Yichun liked to eat his food very much.    

    

As he ate, Xie Zecheng suddenly asked, "Did anything happen today?"    

    

Nan Yichun's hand paused as he looked up at him. "My performance was very obvious?"    

    

Xie Zechuan glanced at her and shook his head. "No."    

    

It was his habit to observe her expression.    

    

When Nan Yichun was unhappy, he did not like to talk. The emotions on his face were also very light. Of course, it was not the kind of expression that was deliberately thrown away. She was depressed. Occasionally, she thought of unhappy things. The corner of her mouth was pulled down, even her beautiful eyes were pulled down. It'll lose some of its luster.    

    

Nan Yichun stared straight at him and asked with raised brows, "Then how do you know I'm unhappy?"    

    

Xie Ze Xing looked at her but did not say anything.    

    

Nan Yichun supported his cheek with one hand and looked at him. It was clearly the same thing, but because of Xie Ze Xing, her mental state was already much more relaxed.    

    

She said unhurriedly, "Meeting me... Dad, a person who has not cared about my life or death for hundreds of years. For his illegitimate child, he came to find me and wanted his illegitimate child to enter the company to help me."    

    

Xie Zexing lowered his eyes and put food into her bowl.    

    

He knew that Nan Yichun's past was not good, so he had developed a strong personality now.    

    

Although she said that she did not care about her father, she would be more or less sad because of him.    

    

Xie Zexian's eyes darkened, and his tone was gentle. "What did you do?"    

    

"I'll let him try. To be able to snatch the company from me, Nan Yichun, can be considered as him having the ability."    

    

Xie Zecheng began to stuff food into her mouth. He said in a deep voice, "Say it while eating."    

    

Nan Yichun laughed and looked at him. "Okay."    

    

She opened her mouth to accept his throw and said with a smile, "I definitely won't ruin my appetite because of him."    

    

Father Nan and his illegitimate child were not worthy at all.    

    

"Okay."    

    

Nan Yichun hummed in agreement and also turned on the speaker.    

    

She thought for a moment and said softly, "Actually, no matter what he says, it doesn't affect me. I have already passed the age where I yearn for my father's love, so he can't hurt me."    

    

Xie Zecheng did not say anything. He only rubbed her head hard to transmit power to her.    

    

Nan Yi laughed and thought for a moment before saying, "He really hasn't changed at all."    

    

He was still so selfish.    

    

After so many years, Nan Yichun and his brother had been through so many years. She actually did not have any hopes for Nan Fu.    

    

When she wanted love the most and wanted him the most, he was not there.    

    

Now that she was back, she didn't lack anything anymore.    

    

Xie Zechuan paused for a moment and pulled him into his embrace.