Zhan Shao's Sweet Little Wife

His bewildered eyes swept across the crowd, and finally met the cold gaze. He was stunned for a few seconds before he came to his senses and sat up straight as if nothing had happened.

Jiang's mother did not show a little tired look, and continued to question the real estate under Zhan Anli's name with a smile on her face.

Jiang Nianci patted Jiang's mother on the shoulder impatiently: "Mom, can't we talk about these things tomorrow? Look, it's almost two o'clock in the morning. You don't take a break... Does Zhan Zong want to take a break?"

She even gave Zhan Anli a wink, but someone didn't even look at her.

Mother Jiang looked at Zhan Anli's expression probingly, and said tentatively with a smile: "It's really late, and this place is far away from where you live. Why don't you stay at our house tonight, so you don't have to worry about traveling .”

"Live in my house?" Jiang Nianci woke up instantly, and protested anxiously, "How could you let him live in my house? You call it luring a wolf into a house, understand?"

"Wolf?" Zhan Anli raised his eyelids, staring at her with burning eyes, with an inexplicable smile on his lips.

Jiang's mother hurriedly remedied: "Don't listen to her nonsense, she has been spoiled by us since she was a child, and she speaks without restraint."

While speaking, she gave Father Jiang a wink and asked Father Jiang to lock Jiang Nianci into the room.

"Our guest room hasn't been cleaned up yet, why don't you squeeze with Nian Ci tonight?"

Zhan Anli quietly retracted the smile on his face, picked up the water glass and took a sip: "Is this not good?"

Jiang's mother hurriedly laughed and said, "We're both engaged, so what's wrong? Besides, don't young people like to live together before marriage?"

Seeing that Zhan Anli seemed to have frowned, she hastily added: "Although our family doesn't have such a culture, but the situation forces it, it's no big deal to just make do for one night."

Zhan Anli put down his cup and pondered for a few seconds, then raised his head and glanced at Mother Jiang: "Then I will trouble you."

Jiang Nianci lay at the door, took their conversation into his ears verbatim, and paced back and forth angrily.

After a while, the door of the bedroom was opened from the outside, Mother Jiang walked in with a quilt in her arms, closed the door, and pulled her aside.

"Let me tell you, be honest with me in front of Zhan Anli, don't try to make any fool of me!"

"You guys are coercing! How is it different from selling your daughter?"

"Sell?" Jiang's mother poked her forehead hard, "Even if I sell you, it may not be able to sell you for a good price. I can tell that he still likes you a little bit." Yes, don't kill my son-in-law for me!"

Mother Jiang dropped these words and hurried out the door, and gave her a warning look before leaving.

Jiang Nianci stood by the window and took a few deep breaths with the cold wind blowing, trying to calm himself down.

The door creaked open, and a figure walked in.

"What are you going to say this time?" She turned around impatiently, and when she saw Zhan Anli's bright and handsome face, she frowned.

She turned around and closed the window with a cold face, and drew the curtains: "I'll sleep on the bed tonight, and you sleep on the floor. I'll find a quilt right away."

Zhan Anli who was standing aside glanced at her, raised his brow slightly, and took two steps forward.

"The quilt for the guest room has been brought by my aunt, where else do you go to find the quilt?"

"If your mother knows that you let me play the floor, what do you think will happen?"

Jiang Nianci swallowed hard: "But I can't let you sleep in the same bed with me!"

A playful flash of Zhan Anli's eyes flashed, his sticky and greasy eyes swept her back and forth a few times, and pressed on her calmly.

Jiang Nianci hastily stepped back a few steps, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Just when the toes of their shoes touched, Zhan Anli stopped here, looked down at her, and slowly bent down: "It's not like I haven't slept in the same bed before, what are you afraid of?"

The warm breath accompanied by the deep and hoarse voice made Jiang Nianci's heart tense.

She breathed heavily and turned her head to the side to avoid the scorching gaze: "This is not a reason for you to rape me again. Even... Even if I signed that agreement, I still haven't received a marriage certificate. In case you arrive It's time to repent, what should I do?"

"It means that as long as you get the certificate, you can do whatever you want?"

"I...I didn't mean that..."

"What does that mean?"

Faced with someone's seemingly casual questioning, He Jiang Nianci dug a big pit for herself that could almost bury herself alive, she held her breath with chest tightness and was so angry that she couldn't speak a word.

Zhan Anli gently helped her tidy up the messy ends of her hair, gave her a very meaningful look, then straightened up slowly, and glanced around.

"Did you decorate the house?"

"What else?" Jiang Nianci took a deep breath while he was away from him for a while.

"Your taste in decorating the house is far from your ability to choose clothes." Zhan Anli pushed open the door of the bathroom and glanced inside. "The position of the bathtub affects the visual effect and looks very messy. Although the floor is Imported, but the color is too bright. The white bath towels are too monotonous, and the quality is not very good.”

Jiang Nianci followed behind, and finally couldn't stand him anymore: "This is my home, you are here tonight to make a living, not to stay in a hotel."

"Make it?" Zhan Anli chuckled, "It's really making it."

Jiang Nianci closed his eyes forcefully, lay down on the bed desperately, wrapped himself tightly with the quilt, took out the eye mask and earplugs from the drawer, and put them on.

Just as the surroundings quieted down, the restless emotions gradually calmed down.

In the drowsiness, it seemed that something was pressing tightly on her body.

She subconsciously stretched out her hand to push, but her palm touched a face very clearly, and her lax mind instantly came to life.

She tore off the blindfold and kicked Zhan Anli who was on her body: "What are you doing—"

Zhan Anli tightly covered her mouth, his eyes deepened: "Someone is eavesdropping outside."

you fart!
Jiang Nianci struggled more and more intensely.

Zhan Anli's face suddenly tightened, and his eyes became extremely sharp: "If you move around again, I don't mind wanting you now!"

Jiang Nianci was taken aback by his expression, and lowered his voice: "How do you know that my mother and the others are eavesdropping?"

"I heard them talking just now." Zhan Anli's eyes softened, his voice bewitched, "You just need to cooperate with me."

"How to cooperate?"

"Call, bed meeting?"

"Call...you're a hooligan!" Jiang Nianci blushed with anger.

"Do you still want me to stay at your house for a few more days? Huh?"