After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

Ask him directly?

She hadn't thought of it before.

After thinking about it, I had a question I could ask him directly.

"Madman." Nanhuang shouted.

"Um?"

"What's your name?" Nanhuang asked.

Yang Bo, who was not far away, glanced at Nanhuang in surprise.

But here, Rong Wuye raised the corners of his mouth slightly after hearing Nanhuang's question.

He seemed a little proud, "It turns out that the little thing has been rummaging in the study all day, looking for my name. Did the little thing read me for a whole day?"

"..." Why is he so arrogant?

Rong Wuye sat upright and leaned forward: "However, I can't tell you my name yet."

After saying that, he raised his eyebrows.

In this way, this little thing will miss him for many more days.

"..."

Nanhuang was speechless.

Who wants to hide even his or her name?

Nanhuang poked the rice angrily.

"Are you angry?" Rong Wuye asked.

"You asked me to ask, but you didn't answer."

Rong Wuye thought for a while and felt that what she said made sense.

"You should check this matter yourself. I can tell you other things."

Madman madman screams very well. Who keeps checking his name for no reason? ! Too much salt? Free?

show off.

She didn't have anything else to ask about.

Nanhuang was busy cooking rice.

Rong Wuye stared at her, not knowing what he was thinking of, and his face gradually darkened.

"Why don't you ask about those people?"

"Who?" Nanhuang raised his head in surprise.

The word "who" made Mr. Rong Wu feel a little happier. "No one."

"Oh." Nanhuang continued to eat.

After finishing the meal, Rong Wuye asked Nanhuang: "Play chess or watch TV?"

Nanhuang pinched his cell phone.

She doesn't want to play chess or watch TV right now.

"Just look at the economic news."

Rong Wuye curled his lips. "good."

Turning on the TV and switching to the economic news channel, Rong Wuye said to Nanhuang, "What do you want to know? I can tell you directly. These news are too shallow and backward."

Nanhuang sat upright and glanced at Fifth Master Rong.

Ask him about economic news or something?

She was too lazy and didn't want to.

It's a bit unpleasant to see him so proud.

Thinking that she was now Bai Yueguang's stand-in, she deliberately chose questions that suited her identity and asked: "I don't know what Bai Yueguang looks like, am I pretending to look like this?"

Rong Wuye's dark eyes deepened at this moment.

Nanhuang stretched himself. "I don't know her, and I've never seen her. I don't know if she looks like her, but I think, since I have to be your substitute for Bai Yueguang. So, I'll treat it as a job. Since it's a job, Should we have a reasonable income?”

"Are you short of money?" Rong Wuye asked.

"yes."

Rong Wuye glanced at her for a few times, then raised his head and glanced at Yang Bo. Yang Bo was startled, looked left and right, and ran out. Then he brought over a black card with gold gilt edges, panting.

Rong Wuye took the card, put it on the coffee table and pushed it in front of her.

"Here you go. There's no password." Rong Wuye looked at her face.

Nanhuang's face twitched.

"Can't I go out? What's the use of giving me a card?"

Rong Wuye thought for a while and said, "You can shop online."

"..." He choked out the feeling of old blood.

At first glance, this card is closely related to Mr. Rong Wu. Even if you spend a little money, it will show up on Mr. Rong Wu’s side. It doesn't mean anything to her.

She was obviously unhappy, but she still accepted the card.

The day she can go out, she will buy a bunch of houses and cars into her name. Hey, let her pretend to be Bai Yueguang, but in the end she will not be given a dime of salary. Then give her the card and she will dare to swipe it.

After taking a bath that night, Nanhuang was lying on the bed still not asleep. Coming out of the study, Rong Wuye, who had already taken a shower, entered her room directly in a grand manner.

Nanhuang tightened the quilt.

No matter it was Nanhuang or Ye Nanhuang, no matter whether it was the original body or the more than 20 years since this body, they had no experience of sleeping with a man.

Even though Ye Nanhuang and Bo Shen were married, they never slept together even once.

Unexpectedly, she was forced to sleep with a man due to the pressure of power.

Last night, she had fallen asleep in a daze, so let's not mention it for now. Today, she is very sober.

She knew that there were hundreds of people outside including Rong Wuye's maids, men, bodyguards, etc. She knew that she was actually at a disadvantage.

But if he really dared to touch her.

Then she will kill him.

The man got under the quilt, the bed sank heavily, and Nanhuang's heart sank as well.

The man's breath is pressing and the feeling of oppression is strong.

He grabbed her waist and wrapped Nanhuang's slender body under his chest.

Nanhuang's muscles suddenly tensed up, and she was nervous.

He came closer, very close, to her ear, and whispered: "Oh, are you so nervous?"

"..."

"Go to sleep, I won't touch you today."

She didn't dare to believe his words too much. After all, he held her tightly, and the threat was right behind her.

However, she is not a fool who keeps herself tense all the time.

If he really does something strange, he can still be sure if he fights hard.

Thinking of this, Nanhuang gradually relaxed and closed his eyes.

Just before she fell asleep, Nanhuang suddenly realized that she had never slept with a man before.

Not really after puberty.

But when she was ten years old... she seemed to often sleep with a boy in her arms.

why?

By the way, because he was a teenager, he always couldn't sleep well. He always shivered from the cold alone in the middle of the night.

So she hugged him to sleep, and she would coax him and sing him lullabies. She would also touch his head and caress his back.

He was well-behaved and nervously motionless until she coaxed him to sleep.

The boy was so thin and so dependent on her.

She remembered that there were several times when he thought she was asleep, and then the boy opened his eyes, carefully inserted his arms under her neck, and picked her up like an octopus.

Then, he carefully called her in a low voice: "Nanhuang..."

…

In a daze, Nanhuang fell asleep.

In the dream, she was wearing a black dress. A crazy smile on his face.

"Miss, miss hit someone again!"

"Keep your voice down, or the eldest lady will kill you!"

"Crazy, the eldest lady is a crazy person!"

"It's terrible. How can such a lunatic be the eldest daughter of the Nan family?"

Nanhuang smiled wildly, and she happily saw the young man covered in blood walking out of the sea of ​​blood.

The young man's eyes were so deep that it seemed like he could suck people in completely.

No one dared to look into his eyes, as if anyone looked into his eyes, they would be at his mercy.

But Nanhuang dared.

"Madman, they call me madman!" Nanhuang smiled and looked a little painful. She raised her extremely thin hand to cover her embarrassed face.

"Feng, they don't dare to approach me, you should stay away from me too."

"Master heard wrong." The young man walked towards her and pulled the helpless woman into his lean arms.

"I am the madman, I am the madman."