The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

"Is there something wrong with you, have this interest?"

Fan Prison looked at He Zheng above him suspiciously, and did not get angry when he asked him this question.

"Not that interested."

He Zheng's voice was indifferent.

No fart, 49 is clearly there.

The Vatican Prison didn't say it clearly, most likely it was to save He Zheng's face.

"He is here, taking care of you is the priority."

There was no fluctuation in the calm voice, but it stirred the silent heartstrings of the Brahma Prison.

Fan Prison blushed involuntarily. He finally knew why he couldn't do without He Zheng. He Zheng looked cold and impatient with him, but he was actually very careful.

Fan Prison smiled and said nothing, took the initiative to hug He Zheng's neck, kissed his cheek and pointed to the bathroom.

Naturally, He Zheng would not refuse, picked up the Vatican Prison and walked to the bathroom.

Fan Prison stared at He Zheng, who was beginning to feel a little restless, with blurred eyes, and smiled triumphantly.

Every time he saw that He Zheng was not calm in front of him, Fan Prison was always proud, because this man would only mess up in front of him.

I don't know how long it took before He Zheng washed his body in Fan Prison before he carried him out of the bathroom, turned on the light and put him on the bed.

Fan Prison couldn't use any more strength, so he lay obediently on the quilt.

He kicked the chest of He Zheng, who was sitting beside him and was wiping his body, and asked him out of breath, "What is Mrs. Ye, why are you looking for her?"

"The bodyguard who took away my second sister's son." He Zheng explained calmly.

"Is that the kid you were looking for?"

Fan Prison lay on his side facing He Zheng, raised his eyebrows and asked.

He Zheng gave a light acknowledgment, and took the nightgown from the side and put it on for the Vatican Prison.

The Vatican Prison obediently cooperated this time. After He Zheng put on the nightgown for him, he brute force pulled He Zheng down, leaned his head on He Zheng's thigh domineeringly and continued to ask, "Didn't it mean that your elder sister took the child away?" How could it be in the hands of a bodyguard?"

"They pretended to be the son of the driver at home, and they took my second sister's son away."

That's how it is!

"But why did they take away your second sister's son! Isn't it just a newborn baby?" Fan Prison was puzzled again.

He Zheng, who was asked this question, looked a little bit wrong. He didn't know if he was deliberately avoiding the question. He frowned and changed the subject to preach, "Let's go through the door next time."

"I know it's really long-winded." Fan Prison, who was told again, was unhappy and a little impatient.

But after a while, he looked up at He Zheng and said seriously, "You help me deal with Shen Tianyu, as long as you help me, I won't run away."

He Zheng didn't speak, he opened a side drawer, took out a paper and a pen and handed them to Fan Prison.

Fan Prison frowned, "Why do you give this!"

"Write a letter of guarantee."

"Ah? Guarantee, are you a child?" Fan Prison was speechless.

He Zheng didn't explain, he wrote it for Vatican Prison himself, and then added a sentence at the end that Vatican Prison will have to be his wife after everything is done, and he will run away if he dares to use up his organs and bury him alive.

The corners of Fan Prison's mouth twitched immediately after reading it, because he was planning to run away after taking advantage of He Zheng.

Damn, if he can predict or not, how can he know what I think in my heart.

"You don't need to sign, but from today on all your expenses will be borne by yourself, and I won't help you pay any more."

He Zheng threw the head off his lap from the Vatican Prison Pillow, got up and walked to the bathroom, as if he was going to take a shower.

"Fucking surname He, you fucking dare to throw me on the head, believe it or not, I don't want you anymore." Fan Prison stood up and sat up, pointing at He Zheng's back and cursing.

"I don't mind finding you a rival in love to pass the time."

After He Zheng finished speaking, he closed the bathroom door, and just left the Vatican Prison outside.

Fan Prison was immediately stunned, as if he thought he heard it wrong.

"Damn you dare, you find someone to try, I cut it."

It knows what it refers to without asking, and it is naturally what he usually eats and uses.

It was so scolding, in fact, he was very flustered in his heart.

Oh damn, he wouldn't really go outside to find a vixen, would he!

Fan Prison panicked, biting his fingers in panic.

Ahhhhhh bastard, I can't fucking satisfy you, do you still want to find a little vixen outside?

There's no way to find it, fuck you.