[Get out of bed and come over.]

[…]

The same commands were said, but they were very gentle, and they were so gentle that they could not resist.

Beitang Yaori did not urge her or look up at her, but just gave her enough reaction time.

After a while of silence, Lin Nuanxi lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and walked towards the place where Yaori in Beitang step by step.

The corners of his lips raised slightly, and Beitang Yaori hugged her in his arms and sat on his lap.

[I still have some files to process. Be good, wait for me for a while.]

[…]

Turning his head, Lin Nuanxi looked at the dense English on the document, and a brief pain flashed through her head again!

Beitang Yaori ignored her headache and seemed to have focused all on the documents.

The little uneasy vibration in his arms was something he expected.

[Know who I am?]

Beitang Yaori first broke the silence, and Lin Nuanxi in his arms was stunned.

Beitang Yaori opened a piece of white paper and carefully wrote four big words on it with a fountain pen: Beitang Yaori.

Lifting Lin Nuanxi's face, Beitang Yaori asked her to read the words he wrote.

[Beitang Yaori.]

[…]

The handsome Chinese characters that are sonorous, powerful, free and unrestrained, exudes his crazy and arrogant atmosphere.

--who I am?

——Beitang...Yaori...

--who I am?

——Bei Tang Yao Sun...Bei Tang Yao Sun...Bei Tang Yao Sun...

——!!!

In an instant, his head became more painful than before. Lin Nuanxi looked at the paper's calm face and gradually became panicked and uneasy.

In her arms, she suddenly wanted to get up and leave, but was pressed down by Beitang Yaori.

He knew that sooner or later she would know the real him, rather than the gentle side of him these days.

To accept him, Beitang Yaori, you must accept everything about him!

[I am Beitang Yaori.]

[…]

This name is like a too exciting booster to her. Lin Nuanxi's mood was a little out of control for the first time, and the pain in her head made her feel very uneasy.

[I am your first man and your only man. Do you remember that you ran away from me again and again? No matter what means you use, I force you back to me.]

[…]

Now, it is the seventh day. There is not much time left for his Beitang Yaori to get off the deadline.

Holding Lin Nuanxi's face, Beitang Yaori asked her to see the decoration and structure of this bedroom.

[Familiar? This villa is completely based on the previous building, including the decorations and ornaments on the wall, please take a closer look!]

[…]

Lin Nuanxi looked at the luxurious room in front of him, but he was so strange.

Picking up Lin Nuanxi, Beitang Yaori walked towards the bathroom with big strides.

The bathroom was filled with warm mist, and it seemed as if it was ready, waiting for the owner to enter at any time.

[I've hugged you here.]

There was a hint of danger in the low and hoarse voice in his ears.

Lin Nuanxi's body subconsciously trembled slightly.

[Do you know how hard I have been tolerant in the past few days?]

Beitang Yaori gently stroked her face and performed it in a stimulating manner. He ignored the slightly uneasy breath on her body.

Cold, tough, calm, powerful, like steel and metal die-cast in extremely low temperatures, this is Beitang Yaori.

This week, he used his extremely patient perseverance and gentleness to finally let Lin Nuanxi relax his vigilance against him. Now, it is time for her to clearly understand what kind of person the man around her is. [Get out of bed and come over.]

[…]

The same commands were said, but they were very gentle, and they were so gentle that they could not resist.

Beitang Yaori did not urge her or look up at her, but just gave her enough reaction time.

After a while of silence, Lin Nuanxi lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and walked towards the place where Yaori in Beitang step by step.

The corners of his lips raised slightly, and Beitang Yaori hugged her in his arms and sat on his lap.

[I still have some files to process. Be good, wait for me for a while.]

[…]

Turning his head, Lin Nuanxi looked at the dense English on the document, and a brief pain flashed through her head again!

Beitang Yaori ignored her headache and seemed to have focused all on the documents.

The little uneasy vibration in his arms was something he expected.

[Know who I am?]

Beitang Yaori first broke the silence, and Lin Nuanxi in his arms was stunned.

Beitang Yaori opened a piece of white paper and carefully wrote four big words on it with a fountain pen: Beitang Yaori.

Lifting Lin Nuanxi's face, Beitang Yaori asked her to read the words he wrote.

[Beitang Yaori.]

[…]

The handsome Chinese characters that are sonorous, powerful, free and unrestrained, exudes his crazy and arrogant atmosphere.

--who I am?

——Beitang...Yaori...

--who I am?

——Bei Tang Yao Sun...Bei Tang Yao Sun...Bei Tang Yao Sun...

——!!!

In an instant, his head became more painful than before. Lin Nuanxi looked at the paper's calm face and gradually became panicked and uneasy.

In her arms, she suddenly wanted to get up and leave, but was pressed down by Beitang Yaori.

He knew that sooner or later she would know the real him, rather than the gentle side of him these days.

To accept him, Beitang Yaori, you must accept everything about him!

[I am Beitang Yaori.]

[…]

This name is like a too exciting booster to her. Lin Nuanxi's mood was a little out of control for the first time, and the pain in her head made her feel very uneasy.

[I am your first man and your only man. Do you remember that you ran away from me again and again? No matter what means you use, I force you back to me.]

[…]

Now, it is the seventh day. There is not much time left for his Beitang Yaori to get off the deadline.

Holding Lin Nuanxi's face, Beitang Yaori asked her to see the decoration and structure of this bedroom.

[Familiar? This villa is completely based on the previous building, including the decorations and ornaments on the wall, please take a closer look!]

[…]

Lin Nuanxi looked at the luxurious room in front of him, but he was so strange.

Picking up Lin Nuanxi, Beitang Yaori walked towards the bathroom with big strides.

The bathroom was filled with warm mist, and it seemed as if it was ready, waiting for the owner to enter at any time.

[I've hugged you here.]

There was a hint of danger in the low and hoarse voice in his ears.

Lin Nuanxi's body subconsciously trembled slightly.

[Do you know how hard I have been tolerant in the past few days?]

Beitang Yaori gently stroked her face and performed it in a stimulating manner. He ignored the slightly uneasy breath on her body.

Cold, tough, calm, powerful, like steel and metal die-cast in extremely low temperatures, this is Beitang Yaori.
Chapter completed!