Lan Weiwan was personally taken back to the An Mansion by An Huaijue, which made the attitude of the servants of the entire An Mansion towards her change dramatically.

From the initial contempt and disdain, to the politeness at this time.

"Young Master, Miss Lan, breakfast is ready. ”.

"I'm not eating. Lan Weiwan moved his shoulders tiredly, winked at An Huaijue, and said coquettishly: "I want to take a bath." ”

She drank a lot of alcohol in the bar, and then was locked up in a detention cell for the night, and Lan Weiwan only felt that she was smelling of alcohol all over her body now.

An Huaijue agreed: "It's okay, take a bath and have a good rest." ”

Seeing Lan Weiwan return to the room, An Huaijue glanced at the dining table, showing no interest in the dishes on the table.

"Let's get out, boil a glass of milk and send it over. ”

The maid was slightly stunned for a moment, and asked confirmatively, "Is it sent to Miss Lan's room?"

"It's not Miss Lan, it's the young lady. ”

was corrected by An Huaijue, the maid was shocked, lowered her head, and responded again and again: "Yes, I will warm the milk and send it to the young lady." ”

The servant ran into the kitchen, knowing it in his heart.

It seems that this young master has recognized this Miss Lan!

......

As soon as I opened the door of the room, I saw a servant come out of the bathroom, smiling, and respectfully said, "The bath water is ready for you." ”

Lan Wei glanced at her at night, and she didn't look like she was scheming, but the experience of fighting wits and courage with Xu Zi in the Lan family still made her a little vigilant.

She commanded in a cold voice, "In the future, no one is allowed to enter my room without my permission." ”

The servant's smile froze on his face, and even though he was full of displeasure, he still forced a smile and said, "Yes, I understand." ”

The maid silently exited the room, and the moment the door was closed, the smile on the servant's face suddenly disappeared, and he complained to another servant beside him: "This young lady surnamed Lan really regards the An Mansion as her territory, I kindly helped her put the bath water, and she actually warned me not to enter her room in the future, I really don't know the hearts of good people!"

"Okay, bear with me, the master hasn't accepted her yet, maybe she will be kicked out in two days. ”

......

After taking a comfortable bath and changing into clean home clothes, Lan Weiwan lay lazily on the bed, wanting to make up for the sleep he didn't sleep last night.

Half an hour later, she sat up, grabbed her hair irritably, and her facial features were tangled.

She just wanted to make up for sleep peacefully, but every time she closed her eyes, the picture of An Huaijue kissing her would keep flashing in her mind, and even the lip that had been bitten by him seemed to be still aching, which made her feel uneasy.

shook her head vigorously, trying to clear all the memory fragments about An Huaijue in her mind, but these images were like engraved in her mind, and she couldn't shake them off.

"Lan Weiwan, what kind of are you doing for most of the day?" Lan Weiwan reached out and patted his cheek, muttering to himself: "He's An Huaijue, you don't really plan to marry him, right?"

......

At this time, An Huaijue had already changed into a shirt and walked out of the room, and happened to meet a servant coming up with hot milk, and he directly reached out to stop it.

"Give it to me, I'll send it to her. ”

Taking the milk handed over by the servant, An Huaijue tugged at the corner of his mouth with satisfaction, and the temperature was just right.

walked to Lan Weiwan's room, didn't knock on the door, and directly pushed the door in, which made the unsuspecting Lan Weiwan startled, and his first reaction was to quickly wrap his collar, and then look at the door vigilantly.

"You...... Why don't you knock when you come in?"

"This is my territory, why should I knock on the door?" An Huaijue took it for granted, "Besides, you are my wife, what else can we avoid between us?"

Lan Weiwan's face turned red, and he secretly scolded An Huaijue as a scoundrel in his heart.

Seeing the flush on her cheeks, the corners of An Huaijue's lips lifted slightly.

When this woman was actually shy, she was quite cute, and finally had the appearance of a little woman.

An Huaijue stopped teasing her, and handed over the milk in his hand, "Oh, drink it." ”

"Oh. Lan Weiwan responded obediently, gulping milk to fill her empty stomach.

An Huaijue sat down on the edge of her bed, and asked about last night's incident, "What's going on with the contents of your bag? If you want to prove your innocence, you must tell me what happened at that time." ”

"That thing should have been put in my bag. Lan Weiwan suddenly remembered his experience in the bar last night, and quickly explained: "There was an uncle who danced with me last night, and his smile was sinister and sinister, and he should have put that thing in my bag." It's just that the police won't believe me......"

An Huaijue's brows furrowed suddenly, and his ink-colored eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a bit of danger.

He approached Lan Wei too late, and asked in a deep voice, "You actually tolerate a strange man dancing against your body?"

"Huh?" Lan Weiwan was stunned, shouldn't the focus be on the medicine in her bag?

An Huaijue pinched her chin, her eyes full of warning, "Mrs. An, do you need me to remind you that you are a married woman?"

"Eh, it's not what you think. Lan Weiwan opened An Huaijue's hand and explained helplessly: "At that time, he took the initiative to post it, and then I dodged it, Jiangzhou almost fought with that person, and then we left the dance floor, really!"

In the end, Lan Weiwan even raised his hands and swore an oath, his big watery eyes full of sincerity, extinguishing An Huaijue's jealous anger.

He snorted coldly, "I believe you." ”

"You should have believed me. Lan Weiwan muttered, raised the cup in his hand, and drank the warm milk in the cup.

She naturally handed the cup to An Huaijue, "I'm done drinking." ”

An Huaijue glanced down at the cup, and then raised his eyes to look at Lan Weiwan, who wanted to blame her for calling him a servant, but was attracted by her cute appearance of licking her lips.

The milky milk left marks on her lips, and her deft tongue licked the milk stains on her lower lip with a bit of unfinished meaning.

This child-like innocent and innocent behavior made An Huaijue's heart tremble, and a familiar picture flashed in his mind, but the memory was a little girl who looked like a doll.

He looked at Lan Weitai quietly, his eyes gradually became soft and doting, and he unconsciously stretched out his hand and gently helped her wipe the remaining milk off her lips.

"How can you still act like a child when you're such an adult?"

Lan Weiwan's body instinctively ducked back, and then wiped his mouth casually with the back of his hand, which was quite unruly and bold.

She couldn't see it herself, but she could only tell it through the self reflected in An Huaijue's eyes. This pair of eyes suddenly realized the difference in An Huaijue's eyes.