It seems that only this way can she protect herself.
Nangong Yaoling's face instantly became unpleasant.
This woman actually dared to be completely indifferent to his gaze. There was no ripple in her eyes, not even a hint of laziness to look at him, completely treating him as air.
Damn it!
This feeling of being ignored really made him extremely upset.
No woman had ever dared to look at him this way. Even the amnesiac Xia Xiaonuan shouldn't look at him like this! After all, she loved him so much before; how could she have such a drastic change in personality just because of amnesia?
However, Nangong Yaoling was still confident that whether it was the former Xia Xiaonuan or the later Xia Xiaonuan who remembered nothing, within a few days, she would definitely love him madly again.
Thinking this way, Nangong Yaoling's face slightly softened, and a wicked smile flashed across his face.
He spoke coldly, "Yun, you can go back first."
Yun hurriedly stood up upon hearing this, "Yes, young master." As Yun walked to the door of the ward, Nangong Yaoling spoke again, "Tell someone to make some chicken soup for her..."
Yun's face lit up with joy, and she quickly turned around and said, "I will, young master."
"Fatten her up a bit, so that no one can say I mistreat my wife."
Yun's body stiffened, and she replied with a forced smile, "Yes... young master."
Xia Xiaonuan's face darkened.
Did he think of her as a pig? Fatten her up?
And who is his wife!
After Yun left, Nangong Yaoling sat by the bed and reassessed this little wife who had always been neglected by him.
Sunlight fell on her pure white face. In fact, Xia Xiaonuan was very beautiful, with a petite face, delicate chin, and clear black-and-white eyes, which seemed overly large because of her frailty. This made her look a bit innocent and adorable when she was in a daze, making people feel more compassionate towards her.
And those small lips, her silly look just now, felt like a sweet first kiss. Nangong Yaoling suddenly savored that kiss again, feeling for the first time an endless aftertaste.
He suddenly regretted that since this woman married him, he had never touched her. The only intimate act was kissing. He had wanted her a few times, but seeing her eager to please him by offering herself up, made her no different from those women outside.
And this woman carried the burden of a family alliance. This gave him an inexplicable aversion, so he turned away when she was intoxicated.
But now, he suddenly wanted to taste this woman. Maybe, after he had her, even if she didn't remember the past, she would be obsessed with him again!
After all, he was confident in his skills.
Nangong Yaoling thought this and directly took action, bending down and lifting the woman's chin.
"You... mmm..." Xia Xiaonuan was surprised and caught off guard. Her slightly parted lips were already sealed.
She couldn't believe it. Was this man crazy? She was still ill, and he kept invading her?
She struggled desperately, but this time, the man was clearly prepared. His large hand lifted her slender waist, pressing her soft, delicate body against his, while the other hand held her head, with just the right strength to completely restrain her.
All her shock and anger were swept away by that deep, sweet kiss, wantonly tasting and teasing her tongue.