Chu Weilan tightened her hand holding the chopsticks, then smiled and said, "Looking at your expression, at least my grandfather did not faint from anger. For me, this is the best result."

Ji Yanzheng looked at her and smiled faintly: "Grandpa is indeed very angry, but he has never seen any storms and waves, so he would not faint by this."

"Grandpa must not agree to let me move back." Chu Weilan laughed at herself.

"He doesn't agree, there's nothing he can do." Ji Yanzheng said calmly, but his tone was extremely firm. "He only has a grandson like me, and he has no choice."

Chu Weilan's breathing stagnated for a moment, but soon, she started to laugh.

"I'm full." She looked at the man opposite and bit her lip suggestively, "Yan Zheng, you don't have a job tonight? Can you be with me?"

The man looked at the charming and shy smile on her face, and the Adam's apple slid for a moment, and his eyes quickly became dark.

"Affect the order." He spitted out these two words in a low voice.

...

At night, it started to rain in Yangcheng.

Chu Weilan deliberately did not pull up the curtains. The lights were on in the garden. The raindrops were filled with mist by the dim lights. The green plants were hidden in the rain and fog. The whole scene was like a dream.

She sat on the bed, hugging her knees and looking at the view outside the window, with a dazed look.

After Ji Yanzheng came out of the shower, he saw the woman's slender and thin back. His eyes deepened, and he walked over and reached out to hold her in his arms.

"What are you thinking?" His scorching breath fell into her ears.

"I was thinking, our home is so beautiful." She consciously reached out and put her arms around the man's neck. "I never thought I could live in such a big house before."

Ji Yanzheng laughed softly: "Now I finally feel that this is your home?"

"Yeah." She nodded and announced with a serious expression, "This is my home, and you are mine."

Ji Yanzheng breathed a lot, lowered his head and kissed her lips.

...

After the end, Chu Weilan was still breathing, and when the man was taken into his arms, his eyes were still a little straight.

Ji Yanzheng's breathing did not completely calm down. His Adam's apple slid, grabbed her hand and placed it on his lips, biting or kissing one by one, with a satisfying look, lazy and sexy.

Chu Weilan blushed and tried to pull her hand back, but failed. She snorted, put her chin on his shoulder, and spoke softly: "Yan Zheng, I have a few questions to ask you."

"Hmm?" The man finally let go of her hand, then grabbed her waist, and hugged her tighter.

"Did you design it when we got married?" Chu Weilan looked at him fiercely, "Actually, the night before we got married, you were not drugged at all. You lied to me, right?"

Ji Yanzheng slowly curled up the corners of his lips, and there was a smile in his black eyes: "Oh, that's what you think?"

"Isn't it?" Chu Weilan thought for a while, "and your mobile phone number was also what you found to enter, right? I thought my memory was wrong!"

The man did not admit it or deny it. He chuckled and asked hoarsely: "So, why do you think I should do this?"

"Because you fell in love with me at first sight," she said proudly.

Ji Yanzheng raised his eyebrows and looked at her meaningfully.

"Isn't it? After the first time, you planned to marry me, but I refused. You were very angry and felt that I had hurt your self-esteem. Later, I regretted coming to find you, so you refused to pay attention to me." Chu Weilan stretched out his index finger and drew circles on his chest. "But you really couldn't bear to leave me, so you deliberately designed that to let grandpa see us together. Then, you deliberately distanced us from our relationship and pushed the blame on me, stimulating me to ask me to take the initiative to propose marriage. Isn't it?"
Chapter completed!