When Wang Hao came out of the toilet, Wan Rongrong was no longer in the living room, and he estimated that he went back to the room and continued to sleep, he didn't dwell on it anymore, he felt that although he was very young, he seemed to have experienced a lot of things before, and his heart was extremely strong, and ordinary things couldn't cause a trace of waves in his heart.

Leaning slightly, he changed into shorts and a vest and left the villa, and started a day's morning exercise, it has been more than a month since he came to Haishi, and his memory has not improved in the slightest, only when he saw Wan Rongrong and Yuan Wenjie in bed last night, it seemed that there was a touch in the depths of his soul, and he said a woman's name - Li Jie.

"Who is Li Jie, and what is my relationship with her?" Wang Hao thought secretly in his heart while running.

Wan Rongrong lives in a high-end villa area by the sea - Bibo Yuan, outside the community is the famous sea-viewing promenade in Linhai City, a green path built along the coastline, a total length of nearly five kilometers, where a large number of people gather every morning exercise.

After running a lap, Wang Hao was drenched in sweat, the sun came out early in summer, although it was only six o'clock, but he already felt a trace of heat. Someone was swimming in the sea, and he stood on a lawn and squatted up, and after about a quarter of an hour, his body suddenly rose and fell forward, and at the same time his left hand was on the shelf, and his right fist was smashed out like a poisonous snake, this action was very skillful, as if it was the instinct of the body, as for what move, I could not remember at all.

"Have you ever practiced martial arts before?" thought to herself, then shook her head, no longer wasting energy to recall the past, because she didn't have any impression at all.

Leaning slightly, he began to slowly walk back along the promenade of the sea view, a girl wearing shorts, small white shoes, a small black vest, and a ball head ran over, Wang Hao nodded slightly to it, as a greeting, and the girl smiled.

In the past half a month, when I met each other at this time every day, Wang Hao and the girl were nodding friends, and they didn't speak.

When passing by the girl, Wang Hao couldn't help but look back at the girl's legs a few times, the straight and slender legs couldn't see a trace of arc, they were definitely the best leg shape: "It's a pity!" Wang Hao shook his head slightly, muttered in a low voice, and then continued to walk back unhurriedly.

Every time I see a girl, I dress like a pure college student, but Wang Hao's eyes are too poisonous, and when I saw the girl for the first time, I saw a trace of wind and dust in the other party's eyes.

At 7:53, Wang Hao returned to Bibo Yuan Villa, Wan Rongrong and Yuan Wenjie still didn't get up, he took a shower, changed into a loose casual clothes, fat T blood, big flower shorts, a pair of herringbone brackets on his feet, and prepared to go out with his mobile phone.

Squeak!

At this moment, the door of the master bedroom opened, Wan Rongrong walked out with a yawn, and when he saw Wang Hao's dress, his eyebrows immediately wrinkled: "Hey, where are you going to dress like this?"

"Go to the bookstore!" replied Wang Hao.

In order to let Wang Hao pretend to marry him, Wan Rongrong spent money to buy him an identity, and also paid to open a bookstore for him on Linhai City Pedestrian Street, which can be regarded as a place to make a living in the future.

"My dad just called, let's have lunch together, you change into your suit. Wan Rongrong commanded him.

Wang Hao frowned slightly, he didn't like Wan Rongrong's tone of speech, but he was under the roof and had to bow his head, who let him eat and wear other people's homes now.

"It's so hot, can you not wear a suit, anyway, just have a light meal, I'll dress more casually. Wang Hao said.

"No way!"

Wang Hao wanted to ask why, but finally swallowed back the words that came to his mouth, didn't bother to bother to speak, turned around and went back to his room, changed into a suit and white shirt from yesterday's wedding, stood in front of the mirror and took a look, one meter eighty-three tall, strong body, handsome face, firm eyes, and exuding a calm atmosphere: "What kind of person were you before?" He pointed to himself in the mirror and asked, but unfortunately no one answered.

Ding dong!

Suddenly the sound of a doorbell rang outside.

"Wang Hao, go down and open the door!" Wan Rongrong shouted.

Wang Hao pursed his lips, pretending not to hear, thinking that it was just a fake marriage, a fake marriage, and he really regarded himself as a door-to-door son-in-law.

Bang!

Unfortunately, it backfired, and a few seconds later, the door of the room was pushed open from the outside, and Wan Rongrong walked in and said, "Didn't you hear the doorbell ring?"

"I hear you. Wang Hao looked at her indifferently.

"Why don't you go down and open the door?"

"I'm not a servant and don't have that obligation. Wang Hao replied.

"The bookstore has taken it back, and from next month, the living expenses of 10,000 yuan per month will be cancelled. Wan Rongrong raised his head and stared at Wang Hao and said.

Wang Hao's brows furrowed, this was to cut off his financial resources, so he immediately counterattacked: "We have an agreement, I will help you fake your marriage to deal with your father, and you will provide 10,000 yuan a month for expenses, and open a bookstore for me on the pedestrian street, do you want to break the contract?"

"What about the breach of contract?" Wan Rongrong asked.

"This ......" Wang Hao was a little dumbfounded, he was only thinking about repaying his kindness, and he didn't mention the contract at all: "I'll tell your dad about the fake marriage." ”

"If you want revenge, just say it, and I'll save a white-eyed wolf. Wan Rongrong said.

Wang Hao hated this in his heart, he mentioned the matter of saving his life at every turn, stared at her coldly for a few seconds, and finally turned his head and walked towards the first floor, saying, "I'll open the door." ”

"Hmph!" Wan Rongrong's victorious voice came from behind him: "Sample, fight with my sister!"

With a depressed face, he came to the first floor and opened the door of the villa, and there was a man wearing gold wire glasses standing at the door, who looked to be about thirty years old.

"Who are you looking for?" Wang Hao was depressed in his heart, and asked him coldly.

"Who are you?" The man looked Wang Hao up and down, asked rhetorically, and then without waiting for an answer, he walked straight into the living room on the first floor, and shouted loudly: "Rongrong, Rongrong......"

Wang Hao looked at the man's back, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he didn't speak again, but closed the door and sat on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, ready to watch the play, because he guessed that the man with glasses in front of him must have an unusual relationship with Wan Rongrong.

Leaning slightly, hearing the man's shout, Wan Rongrong really walked down from the second floor, and after seeing the man with glasses, the expression on his face became very complicated, and asked, "Why did you come back?"

"Rongrong!" The man with glasses walked in front of Wan Rongrong and wanted to hug her, but Wan Rongrong avoided her.

The man with glasses showed a trace of embarrassment on his face, but then disappeared immediately, and said, "Rongrong, I heard that you are getting married, so I rushed back from the United States immediately." “

"I'm getting married, why are you coming back?" Wan Rongrong said coldly.

"I ......"

Before the glasses man could speak, Wan Rongrong suddenly walked up to Wang Hao, pulled him up from the sofa, held his hands affectionately, and said, "Introduction, my husband Wang Hao." ”

For a moment, Wang Hao felt a softness in his right arm, so he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, to be honest, if Wan Rongrong had that place that could make him excited, it was the towering chest, as for his appearance and figure, he didn't know why, he always felt that it was average, and he couldn't have the urge to see more eyes.