Ning Xi glanced at him curiously, then his face turned red, white and purple, embarrassed and ashamed, his mind burst into buzz.

Zhan Hanjue followed her sight and naturally saw these things falling to the ground. They were all certain supplies used by men and women.

The most obvious box is a box with three huge words on it: Durex, and the size is the largest.

In addition, there are some messy things!

Zhan Hanjue caught a glimpse of these utensils and looked at the beautifully decorated bedroom. He knew what was going on in his heart. He raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled and said with a smile: "I haven't seen it yet. Madam, you are so... hungry... thirsty?"

Ning Xi quickly stuffed all the things that were scattered into the box, picked them up and threw them on the sofa to cover them with a pillow, and explained embarrassedly: "What, you didn't see that, this is something your grandfather prepared. How could I go back to the old house to bring these with me?"

No wonder the maid ran away so awkwardly.

It was the first time she had stayed in an old house seriously, and the servant prepared these things for her. It was so embarrassing!

The smile on the corner of Zhan Hanjue's mouth deepened a little bit, approaching Ningxi, with a little more evil look: "The beautiful scenery, since grandpa is ready, then if you don't do anything, wouldn't it disappoint his good intentions?"

Her low and hoarse voice was filled with a warm breath, and she drilled into her ears.

Ning Xi's cheeks were flushed like the sunset. A certain bird's croaker was getting more and more unrestrained. He said embarrassedly: "I warn you that this is an old house. If you mess around and ruin my reputation, I will not hold a wedding with you."

Zhan Hanjue looked at her blushing and felt very cute, and couldn't help but want to pinch her.

But when she heard the threat in the second half of her, she narrowed her cold eyes dangerously: "If you don't hold a wedding with me, who else do you want to do it?"

"Can I not do it?" Ning Xi heard the warning in his voice, and roared back with confidence with all his confidence.

Zhan Hanjue was slightly stunned, and then his thin lips raised: "Okay, anyway, you have a family tree and a marriage certificate, so it doesn't matter whether you hold a wedding or not."

"You..." Ning Xi couldn't answer for a moment, her pretty face turned red, she glared at him angrily, and sneered: "If you don't hold a wedding, you can save some money by the way, right? If you two grandfathers and grandson get tired of me again in the future and kick me, no one will know that your ex-wife is me if you get married again."

Zhan Hanjue was just teasing her, but she didn't expect that she would be really angry.

He took her hand and put it on his lips and took a bite, leaving a mark of tooth that was neither deep nor shallow, and said pamperingly: "I'm thinking about it again. The wedding is already being prepared and will be held after the New Year. I was joking with you just now."

The place where his fingertips were bitten lightly seemed to flow through his whole body. Ning Xi wanted to pull them back with tickiness, but he held them tighter.

"I will only hold this wedding in my life, and the bride will only be you, I promise you."

Ning Xi covered his red ears with the other hand: "Sweet words."

"But every word is also heartfelt." Zhan Hanjue looked slightly drunk and stared at her deeply: "My heart is very small, and I can only accommodate a woman, and this person... is you."

The light softened the atmosphere. The two looked at each other and they all had a desire for each other. Zhan Hanjue changed to holding her face and leaning over to kiss her lips. The temperature in the bedroom rose rapidly, but just when Ning Xi thought Zhan Hanjue would step closer, he suddenly let go of his confinement on her.

He calmed down his chest and said in a hoarse voice: "Go and blow dry your hair."

Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the bathroom, Ning Xi's violently beating heart returned to normal.

She patted her fair cheeks. Although she couldn't help but feel embarrassed when she saw the things the old man prepared, the atmosphere was really good. She thought Zhan Hanjue would do something to her. He was clearly breathing rapidly, so why did he stop again at the last moment?

She couldn't help lifting her pajamas and looked at the girl in the mirror opposite.

The skin is tender and shattered, and the body is symmetrical and there is no trace of fat around the waist.

Has her attraction to him been greatly reduced?

It's been seven years since they were itchy, and they're still less than a year.

...

In the bedroom, Zhan Hanjue's desire only increased and not decreased.

But the last time he accidentally hurt her, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty when he thinks about it. This is an old house, and some things are indeed not as convenient as his own home.

He was upset, so he simply went to the balcony to smoke. Since he broke up with Ning Xi once, he started smoking again.

As the cold air on the balcony attacked, the heat in the body was extinguished. The deep eyes looked at the lights in the distance, and the coldness and hardness of the face became soft unconsciously.

Ning Xi blew her long hair dry and didn't see anyone when she came out of the bedroom. She looked around and saw a tall body on the balcony.

The cigarette butts he clamped with his fingertips were clearly extinguished. When he was taking a deep breath, a small hand suddenly snatched the cigarette butts in his knuckles. Ning Xi angrily said, "Smoking is not good for your health. Haven't you promised me not to smoke anymore? Why did you start smoking again?"

Just as she was about to crush the cigarette butt and throw it into the trash can, her powerful palm intercepted her little hand. Zhan Hanjue stared at her with a dark look and slowly spit out a mouthful of smoke at her.

Ning Xi was so choked that she coughed several times, and glared at him angrily.

Zhan Hanjue had a bit of evil taste in his eyes, and leaned over and blocked her lips again, spreading all the tobacco energy remaining between his lips and teeth to her.

If you can't do anything else, then you'll enjoy your mouth.

...

Ningxi woke up from hunger the next day.

When she got up, Zhan Hanjue was no longer by her side. She rubbed her slightly swollen head. The cold had been cured for many days. Why was her head so drowsy? After looking at the time, the pointer pointed to nine-thirty!

She immediately got up from the bed in a hurry.

I overslept, and the alarm clock didn't ring?

Ning Xi quickly washed up with a 100-meter sprint, changed into a thick cashmere jacket and went downstairs.

The living room was filled with laughter and joy. Zhanlongcheng was accompanying two little guys to build blocks. The snow outside the window was getting heavier. The ground was filled with white snow, but servants kept holding festive red window grilles to the glass wall and window.

Zhanlong City tradition, likes to paste something red to make the New Year more festive.

Seeing her downstairs, Zhan Longcheng was not displeased at all, but instead smiled from ear to ear, and his expectant eyes flashed across her flat belly: "A Jue said you were too tired last night, so I didn't ask the servant to call you, and the kitchen left you breakfast."

Ning Xi guessed that the old man had thought wrongly, but she couldn't explain this kind of thing, so she could only uneasyly pull her long hair.

"Where is Ajue?"

"He went out early in the morning and said he would go get something."

Ning Xi nodded, and Uncle Fu happened to serve the breakfast on the table. She sat elegantly at the dining table, staring at the rich and nutritious breakfast, and her appetite was full of energy.

The breakfast is Chinese and the taste is light and healthy. Zhanlongcheng did not deliberately change the style of the meal in the kitchen.

Zhan Longcheng sat down opposite her, hesitated for a while before asking tentatively: "If there is anything wrong with Ajue, will you dislike him?"
Chapter completed!