Secretary Zhang was immediately stunned when he heard this, bent down and said, "Little master, my subordinates are wrong. ”

Rong Bozheng looked at the emptiness in front of the hospital with a pair of big watery eyes, raised the corners of his mouth in a good mood, and muttered: "It seems that I will have a mother soon." ”

Nine Mile Courtyard, one of the most expensive villas in F City, is not one.

The helicopter landed directly on the lawn with no end in sight.

Rong Zhehao walked towards the bedroom quickly with An Huan in his arms, he had never felt that three minutes was so difficult, and even the distance from the living room to the bedroom was a luxury.

In the pure black bedroom, heavy curtains block all the sunlight outside the window, leaving only a huge crystal lamp on the roof.

Rong Zhehao put her on the soft big bed, lifted the cup that wrapped her, her eyes locked tightly on her reddened little face, and she bit her lower lip slightly.

Rong Zhehao lowered his head and kissed An Yan's lips, the fatal softness was irresistible.

An Yan seemed to have found a cool place, and put his hands around his neck.

He stepped up the intensity of the kiss.

An Shi seemed to be dissatisfied, and snorted, "Stupid ......" she complained.

When Rong Zhehao heard this, his face turned a little colder.

"Are you conscious?" He suddenly realized a question and asked with a cold face.

An Yan opened her eyes slightly and looked at the person in front of her, she only felt that her whole body was hot and wanted to release it as soon as possible, but the man in front of her was grinding endlessly, as if she was impatient, she was about to get up.

"What are you doing?" Rong Zhehao asked.

"You can't, I'll just find someone else." An Yan struggled to get up, but he pushed him back to the bed.

"Can't do it? I'll let you know soon if it's okay or not. Rong Zhehao clenched his back molars, he just wanted to tear the woman in front of him to pieces.

Without much to say, he lowered his head again and kissed An Yan's lips, blocking her broken thoughts.

"Woman, remember, I'm Rong Zhehao." He stubbornly wanted her to remember his name.

When An Xian heard this, he made enough strength to turn him over, and sat on his body, "What are you doing grinding and chirping?" She was unconscious and waved.

"Say my name." He held An Yan's head with one hand and said softly.

"Huh?" Ann groaned, eager to get closer to him.

"Say my name and I'll give it to you." Rong Zhehao endured his desires.

An Xian's charming eyes opened slightly, and his red lips lightly said, "Rong Zhehao." ”

He heard, laughed, and soft kisses landed on her ear, neck, sexy collarbone, all the way down......

The two of them had no sleep all night, and the room was beautiful.

It wasn't until the sky was slightly bright that Rong Zhehao took her to the bathroom, took a shower, changed into clean pajamas for her, and then hugged her to sleep.

He clearly remembered that she bloomed under him, and she cried and begged him to let her go, but he just refused to let her go easily, until she fainted, and then she stopped.

The next night, An Yan woke up slowly, moved, only to feel as if his whole body was falling apart, and couldn't help but exhale in pain.

"You're awake." Rong Zhehao spoke up.

An Yan looked at the man next to him in surprise, he clearly remembered that it was the man flying the helicopter, whooshing...... All kinds of memories came to mind.

They slept, yes, they slept, she sighed.

"Remembered?" Rong Zhehao asked.

"President, we are all adults, each taking what he needs." An pretended to be stupid, leaned back against the head of the bed, and his lazy aura was dazzling, and his soft eyes exuded a bewitching aura.

Rong Zhehao suddenly stepped forward and said, "Don't you remember that you were enthusiastic yesterday?" ”

An Xian recalled and couldn't help but sigh, yes, what he said was true.

"Please take care of me for the rest of my life, Mrs. Rong." Rong Zhehao suddenly spoke, successfully attracting An Yan's attention.

"Mrs. Rong?" An Shi was confused, but his eyes were focused on the two blood-red small books in his hands, on which were written the three big characters of the marriage certificate.

Boom...... An Shi only felt that the blood in her whole body was flowing backwards, rushing to her brain, she stiffened her limbs and opened it to see that it was her and Rong Zhehao's names, only the photos were missing.

After three seconds of emptying her mind, she realized that something was wrong and retorted: "No, what if you don't have my household registration book?" Besides, the Civil Affairs Bureau is not issued by your family, this marriage certificate is fake, right? Also, I'm only 20 years old, and I don't even have the legal age to marry. ”

Rong Zhehao sneered: "Mrs. Rong, no one can hinder what Lao Tzu wants to do. "He's proud, he's frivolous, but he has capital.

"My household register, you ......"

An Xian saw the crimson book he was holding in his hand, the page of the head of the household was still An Xingyan's name, she clearly knew that the next two pages were her name, and she couldn't help but widen her eyes and said, "How did you get it?" ”

Rong Zhehao only smiled mysteriously.

"Jingle bell......" The cell phone in Anhu's pants pocket rang.

Rong Zhehao was very intimate and took the bedside for her.

An Xian glanced at the name on the phone screen, it was An Xingyan, and she connected: "Hey? There was a little more impatience in his tone.

"Stinky girl, where are you? Who are you colluding with? Look at the good things you've done. An Xingyan scolded.

"How...... What's wrong? In An Yan's heart, there were all kinds of violent pictures of Rong Zhehao's subordinates, such as the bomb blowing up An Jia's house, and so on.

"Who did you find last night and take the household registration book?" An Xingyan almost blew up.

Last night, a group of people appeared and kidnapped him, he was supposed to be the one who robbed the house, but those people held guns and forced him to ask him where the household registration book was, which made him ashamed, he thought that he had to force himself to ask for the password of the safe or something, thinking that only An Shi could do such a thing.

An Xian listened to what his father said unintentionally, and looked at the handsome glowing man in front of him in a daze, he was so simple? So rough? So awesome?

"Mrs. Rong, I fully respect your wishes and choose a time to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to make up the photos." Rong Zhehao opened his mouth again.

Hearing this, An Shi sneered and said, "Without my consent, I became a married woman, which is called fully respecting my wishes?" The blackness of his eyes gradually faded.

Rong Zhehao nodded, blinked his huge eyes, and said, "Mrs. Rong, this is already the biggest concession. ”

After he finished speaking, he got up and walked to the bathroom.

An Yan didn't shy away from it, staring straight at his naked body, eight-pack abs, strong and powerful arms, everywhere is perfect, suddenly, she smiled.

Thinking that he can cover the sky with one hand, the Civil Affairs Bureau will come to the door in person, and he can also make himself who is not yet married age be named Mrs. Rong, his strength is not something he can imagine.

"I'm glad that my body can satisfy you." Rong Zhehao smiled evilly, but he was very confused in his heart.

The woman in front of her had a cold breath, the sky was not shocked, she didn't scream when she was assassinated, she didn't panic, she didn't even have the slightest emotion, a face that captivated the country and the city, a sexy stunner, and her gestures exuded coquettishness.

After hesitating slightly, Rong Zhehao took out the medicine box and took out the cotton wool to clean the wound on his neck for An Shi.

The antiseptic potion touched the wound, and the pain made her frown.

Rong Zhehao glanced at her and said, "I know it hurts, don't be reckless next time." His tone was full of distress.

An Yan nodded and said yes, still unmoved.

There was silence in the air.

An Shi suddenly spoke: "When will you get divorced?" Have you had enough? "A soft voice with an intriguing tone.

Rong Zhehao continued the movements in his hand, silent, but there was a hint of gloom between his eyebrows, and after a quiet moment, he opened his mouth: "As long as I don't want to, you will always be Mrs. Rong." ”

An Shi heard it, nodded, and accepted the fact.

"Don't resist?" After Rong Zhehao woke up, he imagined thousands of ways for this woman to refuse, but he didn't expect her calm.

"So far, I don't hate you." An Shi replied.

The eyes met, and there was silence in the air.

Suddenly, Rong Zhehao smiled, stretched out his big hand, and stole incense on her red lips, his heart was warm, but in less than twelve hours, he seemed to feel that his life was complete.

The roots of An Yan's ears instantly reddened, and his cool eyes stared at him, thinking about something in his heart.

"Your room is ugly." She looked around, but there was nothing but black.

"You can swap it out." Rong Zhehao said while draping his nightgown, and then tied the strap casually around his waist.

Dangdangdang...... There was a knock on the bedroom door.

"Sir, dinner is ready." Respectful voice.

"Okay." Rong Zhehao responded, turned around and walked towards An Shi, peeled off the broken hair on her forehead with his big hand, and said softly, "Go eat something." ”

An Yan nodded, but said embarrassedly: "You can't go down naked, right?" ”

He nodded, opened the box at the head of the bed, then took out the loungewear inside and handed it to her and said, "There are no women's clothes at home, buy them now, try them." ”

An Xuan opened the dress, she clearly saw that there were two stacks of half-meter-high boxes in the corner of the bedroom, both of which were women's clothes, and there were all kinds of delicate small boxes next to the clothes, she clearly knew that they were the top ten brands of cosmetics in the world.

helplessly supported his forehead, "Rong Zhehao, have you emptied the cosmetics store and clothing store?" She couldn't laugh or cry, she was so spoiled.

When Rong Zhehao heard this, he glanced at those clothes boxes, and said indifferently: "Next door is your cloakroom, I'll take a look later." ”

Well? Cloakroom? An Yan seemed to have heard something great, and his gaze at Rong Zhehao became earnest.

"Rong Zhehao, how much money do you have?"

When Rong Zhehao heard this, he frowned, thought about it carefully, and then said very sincerely: "I can't count it, but if you want to give it to you." ”

"Give it all to me?" An Yan exclaimed, "My daily consumption is very high, and I can't stop tens of thousands a day." ”

"It's okay, it's okay to raise you for a few lifetimes." Rong Zhehao still had a black face, but thoughtfully put on shoes for her.