I live on my wife

Cheng Nanchu secretly glanced at Yan Zecheng, thinking that he was a little angry, but when she realized that Yan's eyeliner was all around her, she quickly said, "I'll sleep..."

Sofa will do...

Suddenly, Yan Zecheng bent down, covered Cheng Nanchu's mouth, and scared the second half of Cheng Nanchu's words back.

Lonely man and widow, living in the same room, still in such an atmosphere-filled room, Yan Zecheng's handsome face magnified in front of his eyes, Cheng Nanchu felt that his breathing would stop.

Beauty comes first, is this to seduce her?
"Be careful with cameras and bugs, they have always used such despicable means." Yan Zecheng whispered in her ear.

When Cheng Nanchu heard this, she felt a little disappointed for some reason, and quickly put aside the thoughts in her mind. She couldn't imagine how Yan Zecheng would feel if she knew that she was addicted to his beauty.

Yan Zecheng only felt that Cheng Nanchu was a little dumbfounded, and explained softly: "I have suffered a lot when I return to China."

At that time, he was young, and he had suffered a lot of dark losses in this, so he didn't go back to Yan's house to live at all.

As long as the Yan family has been to places, he will check to see if there are cameras and bugs inside.

"Well, I see." Cheng Nanchu felt sorry for Yanze City, this is where home.

But Cheng Nanchu thought that Yanze City was in his villa, didn't he also install a camera?Sure enough, the style of the family is the same.

"You Yan family, do you all like to put the camera in the picture frame so much?" Cheng Nanchu turned on the phone, cracked the signal here, and saw the camera in the picture frame.

Yan Zecheng was noncommittal, stepped forward and took off the frame directly, and threw it down from upstairs.

"Master Yan..." The servants downstairs came up immediately upon hearing the commotion.

"roll."

The people here, who didn't know Yan Zecheng's temperament, immediately retreated.They don't want to get in the way.

"Is there any more?" Yan Zecheng asked.

"This kind of equipment can only detect cameras of this level." Cheng Nanchu suddenly realized, so tonight, wouldn't they be sharing the same bed?
After all, you have to do a full set of acting, and you can't let the people at the banquet find out that they are pretending to be a couple.

"Well, why don't you let someone bring that quilt?" Cheng Nanchu whispered in Yanzecheng's ear.

"Those servants are all eyeliners." Yan Zecheng said.

Cheng Nanchu couldn't help but blush when he thought that the two of them would share the same bed tonight. Although they slept on the same couch in the laboratory villa last time, there was no such atmosphere at all, okay?

"Go take a shower first, they should have prepared clothes for you, I'll go to the balcony and give Lu Yao a call." After Yan Zecheng finished speaking, he got up and went to the balcony.

The distance there, even if there is a camera, you can't hear it.

Cheng Nanchu nodded, and went into the bathroom. The temperature of the hot water had been adjusted, and all the toiletries were new.

Putting himself into the bathtub, Cheng Nanchu buried his face in the water, the hot water made his face red,

Tonight, Yan Zecheng has always been on her side, and what she said to her was also very ambiguous, which made her a little suspicious whether Yan Zecheng liked her.

But Cheng Nanchu quickly shook his head and patted himself on the face: "Cheng Nanchu, you dare to think too much, that's Yanze City, how could you have a crush on you?"

Knowing that such a proud son of heaven would never fall in love with an ordinary girl like himself, but he still couldn't help but fantasize in his heart.

That person is Yanze City, such an excellent person, how could I be worthy of it!
"Cheng Nanchu, don't overthink it. If someone finds out and rejects you, you will be the one who will be ashamed."

"Cheng Nanchu, you have to work hard." Cheng Nanchu couldn't help but wake himself up.

Yan Zecheng, who was walking on the balcony, saw the wind blowing and closed the door tightly.

In fact, why did he call Lu Yao? He was just giving Cheng Nanchu a less embarrassing excuse.

His eyes fell on the only bed in the room.

Yan Zecheng raised his hand to cover his mouth, feeling how despicable he was.

He deliberately didn't ask the butler to prepare the guest room, because he knew that Cheng Nanchu would choose to share a room with him in order to cooperate with him.

But so what?I just want to get her and get closer to her.

Men know men best, how could he not see Wen Rushen's thoughts?There was a childhood sweetheart in the past, and then there was the pursuit of a sunny boy like Song Siyuan. With such a cold and unpleasant personality, and such a weird body, how could he be worthy of Cheng Nanchu.

He didn't dare to say it, he was afraid that Cheng Nanchu would refuse.Afraid of Cheng Nanchu's disgusted and frightened eyes.

Just like that, let him quietly lock her up in his arms, make her belong to him alone, and let no one covet her.

When Cheng Nanchu came out of the bathroom, he saw Yan Zecheng leaning against the head of the bed, seemingly asleep.

The lights in the room were all dimmed, only the bedside lamp there was dimly lit, illuminating Yanze City like an ink painting, with a handsome appearance like a god's residence.Cheng Nanchu was stunned for a moment.

Hearing the movement, Yan Zecheng opened his eyes and was startled by the scene before him.

The little girl in front of her was wearing a suspender skirt, her complexion was as white as jade, her body was well-proportioned, her hair was tied with a white towel, and a strand of black hair was hanging down, dripping with water, and the water droplets slid in along the neckline.

A pair of wet eyes looked at him like an elk.

He wanted to hide it, he didn't want anyone to see such a beauty.

"I didn't find a hair dryer, so I thought it might be outside." Cheng Nan Chu looked at Yan Zecheng's face, and immediately lowered his head in embarrassment, even his toes turned pink.

The voice brought Yan Zecheng back to his senses, looked around and found that the hair dryer was placed under the bedside table, and beckoned to Cheng Nanchu: "Come here."

Cheng Nanchu walked over, but saw Yan Zecheng took the dry towel in her hand, put it on her head, and plugged in the hair dryer.

He didn't want to blow his hair, did he...

The next second, sure enough, Yan Zecheng asked Cheng Nanchu to sit down, and stood up to help her dry her hair.

He is so gentle...

With slender fingers running through her hair, Cheng Nanchu's heart seemed to sink in an instant.

It seemed that the sound of the hair dryer could not be heard in his ears, and Cheng Nanchu could only hear his own heartbeat.

Leaning slightly forward, her head rested on Yan Zecheng's abdominal muscles.

Suddenly, Cheng Nanchu's whole body froze. Cheng Nanchu didn't even know when the hair dryer stopped.

"I'm going to take a shower." Cheng Nanchu couldn't recover from the voice in his ear.

Cheng Nanchu didn't know whether she nodded or didn't move. When Yan Zecheng entered the bathroom, she buried her face in the soft quilt. What was she doing?

Cheng Nanchu, can you fight me a little bit?