Addicted to Love, Mr. Fu’s Newly Married Wife

Chapter 1579 They Made Up

Nan Yifeng looked at Nan Weiwei's sullen appearance, and his expression, which was originally full of eagerness to defend himself, froze instantly, as if he had been frozen in place.

A few seconds later, he realized what had happened and quickly put on a fawning smile, his voice tinged with helplessness and regret: "Okay, it's my fault. I thought you had your keys with you. Who knew you, you little scatterbrain, would leave your keys at home again?"

Upon hearing this, Nan Weiwei turned her head away, her small nostrils twitching slightly, and she pursed her lips, refusing to speak.

Her fair neck was slightly raised, as if silently protesting Nan Yifeng's previous "inaction".

At this moment, the atmosphere in the room seemed to be gently stirred by an invisible hand, gradually easing up.

Nan Yifeng felt his tense nerves relax and his thoughts gradually become clearer.

He thought to himself that he needed to have a good talk with Nan Weiwei to make her completely calm down.

He leaned forward, almost touching Nan Weiwei, his voice as gentle as a spring breeze: "Aren't you angry anymore? Weiwei, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you about the key."

"Um...you see, I really didn't expect Li Shanshan to send me a message. I was only concerned about your safety at the time and didn't think to reply to her message, let alone contact her! In my heart and in my eyes, there is only you! As for how she got my number, I'm also curious. Anyway, I'll pretend I don't see her messages from now on. No, I'll block her all at once. Are you satisfied now?"

Nan Weiwei said, "You sound so unwilling."

"Weiwei, no, I'm telling the truth."

"Hmph, I'll barely believe you," Nan Weiwei scoffed.

"So, Weiwei, take my advice and stay away from that Ye Junhao!"

“I told you, I didn’t contact him first, it was him…”

"I know, that's why I'm worried. That guy, I always feel like he's up to no good, like he has designs on you. Who knows what he's up to by suddenly getting close to you! What if... he takes a fancy to you?"

Nan Weiwei kept her head turned away, but her slightly trembling eyelashes betrayed her inner turmoil. She was not the kind of person who would change her mind easily, unless Nan Yifeng had wronged her.

Seeing this, Nan Yifeng continued, "Weiwei, there's one more thing."

"What's wrong? Didn't we say we were moving on? Are you going back on your word again?"

"No, Weiwei, listen to me. You absolutely can't run away from home like this again, just because you're a little unhappy. Think about it, that's not good! We can talk things out behind closed doors and resolve them ourselves. Running away like this not only makes your family and friends worry, but it also makes you a laughingstock. How embarrassing!"

"You know it's shameful, so why haven't you come to pick me up?"

"Of course I know I'll feel at ease if you go to Xiaoxiao's place. After all, Xiaoxiao is a very kind and trustworthy person, and she would never hurt you. Besides, although Fu Yanchen can be a bit unpredictable at times, he would never do anything to you."

“Every time I see you angry, I feel really bad, but I don’t know how to comfort you. So I can only pray silently in my heart that you can calm down slowly. Only when you are a little calmer will I dare to carefully come over and coax you to be happy.”

"Really?"

"Yes, really." Nan Yifeng nodded.

He carefully reached out and gently pinched the hem of Nan Weiwei's clothes, then tugged at it slightly, as if it were a thread connecting their emotions.

This gesture seems a bit childish, like she's subtly flirting with Nan.

Nan Weiwei,,,,

Nan Yifeng's voice revealed a hint of grievance and helplessness: "Look, you're still like this now, and even more so a few days ago. Those days, you were still angry. How could I have the guts to chase after you? I knew there would only be one consequence if I went: I would definitely get a scolding from you, and maybe even get a beating."

"I'm a man, where do I put my face? Especially in front of Fu Yanyu, I... I can't let him look down on me. Of course, at home, you can beat me up however you want, but give me some face in front of outsiders."

Nan Weiwei... when did he become so concerned about saving face?

"Weiwei, do you know that since we parted, I've felt like I've lost my soul? Did you think that just because I'm not by your side, I could eat well and sleep soundly as usual? But that's not the case at all!"

“Every night, when I lie in bed and close my eyes, your image keeps appearing in my mind. The wonderful times we spent together play out before my eyes like a movie. Every smile and frown of yours is deeply engraved in my heart, and I can never forget it.”

“I often toss and turn at night, unable to fall asleep. Even when I finally do fall asleep, I meet you in my dreams, only to wake up to find it was just a dream. These days cause me immense pain and torment.”

"I miss you so much, Weiwei! This longing is driving me crazy. I long to fly to your side right now, hold you tightly, and feel your warmth and presence."

"Pah, I don't believe it. You were sleeping like a log just now."

Nan Yifeng said wearily, "I haven't slept for several days, and I'm about to collapse. I just couldn't take it anymore today. As soon as I got off work, I felt like all my strength had been drained. I went home and didn't even change my clothes before collapsing into bed."

"You know what? I've been working overtime at the company all weekend, from morning till night, without a break for a single moment. There are security cameras in the company; if you don't believe me, you can check them out. I'm not lying at all."

“I’m so busy every day that I’m spinning like a top, I barely have time to put my feet down. I’m just hoping to finish my work as soon as possible so I can take some time to properly apologize to you.”

As he spoke, he reached out and gently wiped away the tears that were still wet at the corners of Nan Weiwei's eyes, his movements as tender as if he were handling a rare treasure.

"Okay, baby, stop crying. If you keep crying like this, your eyes will be swollen like a panda's when you wake up tomorrow morning! That would look awful, you're a beautiful girl! And look at you now, your eyes are all red from crying, like two ripe cherries, it breaks my heart to see you like that."

His eyes were full of tenderness and love, as if he wanted to melt Nan Weiwei's entire being in his gentle gaze.

"Pshaw, you feel sorry for me? I don't believe it."

Nan Weiwei crossed her arms and slightly raised her chin, looking like a proud little kitten. Her eyes were full of disdain and suspicion, as if Nan Yifeng's sweet words were just lies to coax a child.

Looking at her cute yet stubborn appearance, Nan Yifeng felt a tickle in his heart, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up, revealing a sly smile.

He suddenly rolled over, his movements gentle yet with an irresistible force, and firmly pinned Nan Weiwei beneath him.

His body was pressed tightly against Nan Weiwei's, and he could clearly feel the softness and warmth of her body, causing his heart to beat faster involuntarily.

"Nan Yifeng, get off me, you're so heavy." Nan Weiwei was startled by this sudden movement, her face instantly turning red. She pushed Nan Yifeng's chest forcefully, trying to push him off her.

But Nan Yifeng was like a mountain, completely unmoved, instead pressing his body down even more.

Nan Yifeng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looking at the woman in front of him with a half-smile. He slowly extended a hand, his movements gentle and slow, as if afraid of frightening her.

When his fingertips touched her delicate chin, he paused slightly, feeling the smoothness and delicacy of her skin.

Then, his fingers began to caress her chin, the gentle movements like caressing a precious treasure.

His eyes revealed a hint of mockery and provocation, and the wicked smile at the corner of his mouth made one's heart race.

"Oh, so you're complaining about my weight now? You never used to."

His voice was deep and magnetic, with a hint of teasing, "How about... we switch seats? What are you up on?"

These words were like a lightning bolt piercing the night sky, instantly igniting the ambiguous atmosphere in the air.

His voice was deep and sexy, with a hint of allure, as if it possessed an invisible magic that made Nan Weiwei's heart beat faster involuntarily.

Nan Weiwei's cheeks instantly turned as red as a ripe apple, as if they could drip blood.

Her heart was pounding like a deer's, and her shyness was palpable.

She suddenly swung her hand forcefully, slapping Nan Yifeng's hand away with lightning speed, as if the hand were a pesky fly.

At the same time, a hint of embarrassment and annoyance flashed in her eyes, as if someone had seen through the secrets of her heart.

"Dream on!" Nan Weiwei's voice trembled slightly, as if she hadn't fully recovered from the embarrassment just now.

She glared at Nan Yifeng, then said, "Nan Yifeng, don't be upset. It's getting late, go to sleep. You have to go to work tomorrow morning..."

After saying that, Nan Weiwei turned her back to Nan Yifeng, buried herself in the quilt, and covered her head tightly with the blanket, as if this could completely cover up that embarrassing scene.

Looking at her adorable appearance, Nan Yifeng's heart was filled with love. He gently placed a kiss on her forehead.

Nan Yifeng turned slightly to the side, using the dim, soft light from the bedside lamp to carefully examine Nan Weiwei's face. Seeing that her eyes were closed and her breathing was even, he still had some doubts. So he gently shook her shoulder and asked with a hint of teasing, "Weiwei, are you... really sleepy?"

The voice was as soft as a spring breeze, yet it carried a subtle hint of probing.

Nan Weiwei was getting a little impatient from being shaken. She frowned slightly, without opening her eyes, and just squeezed out a "Yeah, really," then unconsciously grabbed the blanket with both hands, wrapping herself up tighter, and muttered, "Don't talk, go to sleep."

The voice was heavy with drowsiness, as if it were drifting from a distant place.

Nan Yifeng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a faint, mischievous smile.

He slowly leaned closer to Nan Weiwei's ear, as if to tell her a secret, then lowered his voice and whispered, "But... I feel like you're lying. Your behavior just now tells me... you're quite energetic, aren't you? Don't want to sleep."

His words carried a hint of teasing, which aroused people's curiosity.

"No, you're talking nonsense," Nan Weiwei retorted. When did Nan Yifeng learn these things?

Nan Yifeng's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sly smile, and he continued, "Look, look, now you've finally shown your true colors, haven't you? Hehe, I knew you weren't sleepy at all. When you were arguing with me just now, the fierce look on your face made it seem like you wanted to verbally kill me!"

As he spoke, he imitated the other person's tone and expression, which made everyone laugh.

"Your eyes are so wide and round, they look like they're about to pop out; and that little mouth of yours, it's chattering away like a machine gun. You don't look sleepy at all!"

Nan Yifeng's description was vivid and detailed, as if he had just witnessed Nan Weiwei's "wonderful performance." His tone was relaxed and humorous, yet impossible to refute.

"Weiwei, look... we've had a fight and haven't spent much time together for days. Don't you have any thoughts about this? We're both young, I don't believe you." His breath tickled Nan Weiwei's neck.

Nan Weiwei felt a little uncomfortable from the heat, and finally opened her eyes. She glared at Nan Yifeng with a hint of anger and shyness in her eyes. Of course, she knew what Nan Yifeng was thinking. Men, after all, are only interested in that kind of thing.

She wasn't in the mood, so she answered without hesitation, "No! I'm going to sleep." Then she turned her head away and refused to look at him again.

Seeing her like this, Nan Yifeng found her even more adorable. His smile deepened, and he braced himself on the bed with his hands, leaning forward slightly, his eyes filled with burning desire.

Nan Weiwei... what's wrong? He won't be satisfied until he comes here once.

Nan Yifeng took off his shirt, revealing his muscular chest and well-defined abs, which exuded an alluring charm under the light.

Nan Weiwei was stunned...

After taking off his shirt, he reached out and gently placed his hand on Nan Weiwei's shoulder, his fingers slowly sliding down her shoulder before he began to gently pull at her clothes. His voice was low and seductive as he said, "Weiwei, but I have... what should I do? You can't let me not sleep tonight! You can't be so cruel, I'll die."

The voice seemed to possess an invisible magic, tinged with a touch of pitifulness, causing Nan Weiwei's heart to beat faster involuntarily.

Nan Wei was slightly taken aback... This Nan Yifeng... Just then...