An was stunned, there was really a camera in the room. An uncomfortable feeling of privacy being exposed rose from her heart. She can accept Rong Zhehao's wanton request for her, but she can't tolerate Rong Zhehao leaving traces of their affection.

"You're not going to write down everything that night, are you?" Stabilize your mind and don't let yourself seem like you care about those things.

The more she cares, the more Rong Zhehao may threaten her with what she cares about. has experienced betrayal in her previous life, no, that is not a betrayal, Zhang Wenchao has always been a scumbag, but she didn't find out herself, she was blind, so she didn't see Zhang Wenchao's true face.

Rong Zhehao hooked the corners of his mouth, "What do you say?" ”

The weird smile, coupled with the rhetorical tone, pushed the question to her again. Let her guess, she must have guessed that it was all recorded.

"I don't know." She didn't want to guess.

"Do you want to see it?" Rong Zhehao asked him in a low voice, and his shallow smile hid the power of demagogy.

Four words made the image of the god she sighed fall apart in an instant when she first saw it. She was blind again, maybe Rong Zhehao was a person with some special fetishes. Perverts, sadomasochism?

An Yan scared himself in his heart.

Silence spreads between the two, Rong Zhehao examines her, and her eyes wander, her mind making up a series of horror movie scenes.

His little wife seems to be frightened by herself. Rong Zhehao put away his playfulness and said to her seriously: "Do you think I look like that kind of person? ”

In the past, Zhang Wenchao was also a well-dressed talent, who knew that he was a beast that didn't even let go of his own children. She really can't see through people's hearts now, Rong Zhehao asked her this, she didn't know how to answer.

The little wife still didn't speak, it seemed that she was really scared.

"I didn't leave any camera records, I deleted them all after reading them, you are afraid of those things leaking, I am more afraid of those things leaking than you. Don't worry, give your husband a smile. ”

An Yan frowned, it seemed that teasing her was a very interesting thing, and Rong Zhehao's joke was not happy at all.

When she was silent, Rong Zhehao's mobile phone suddenly vibrate, and he picked up the phone unhappily. After saying a word, he hung up again.

He stood up and walked over to An Shi, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "My husband is going to make money." You go and play it yourself. ”

As he spoke, he took out a card from the drawer of the cabinet in the room and stuffed it into An Shi's hand, "The money on it can be spent casually, if you don't like these clothes at home, let the maid change them for you, you go and buy them yourself and take them back to change, and let the housekeeper follow you when you go out, you are now my woman, and it is easy to be targeted by others." ”

said a lot, the last sentence is the point, she is easy to be targeted. For example, those who had guns and wanted to kidnap Rong Bozheng last time.

Rong Zhehao's last sentence made her have no desire to go out at all. She changed out of her pajamas and lay back under the covers to get some sleep.

Maybe Rong Zhehao is a person with a habit of cleanliness, and the sheets in the room have obviously been changed. The servants of the house were well aware of his strange habits and served according to the standards he had set before.

Afraid of being woken up in the middle of sleep, An Shi called so that they didn't have to call her to get up and eat.

"Madam, we will not disturb you at will without your orders." There is a clear rule in the work manual that you can't disturb the owner when he's sleeping, and it's not okay to call for dinner.

"Okay."

Hanging up the phone, An Xian looked at his phone and wanted to turn it off. Worried about what would happen to the hospital, she didn't choose to turn it off in the end.

Very comfortable bed, drowsiness hit, lying on the bed and falling asleep. When I woke up again, it was already dark outside. Pull back the curtains to see the streetlights on the road.

Picked up my phone and glanced at the time, it was past eleven o'clock in the evening. It's so late, Rong Zhehao hasn't gone home yet, maybe he has to stay outside, An Yan thought to himself.

Rong Zhehao may not be the only one family, she hasn't seen Rong Bozheng for a day today. Maybe Rong Zhehao stayed in another house.

After thinking about it for a while, An laughed self-deprecatingly, no matter where he was, it had nothing to do with her. Her task is revenge, not to fall in love with someone and be affected by feelings. Rong Zhehao can't go home or not, what does it have to do with her. Rong Zhehao gave her what she wanted, and it was good to be her backing. She didn't want a man who would get home in time.

Everything has to be given to get it, and An Xian has already seen it.

Closing the curtains and leaving the window, he heard the sound of the car driving into the garage, and she continued to stand at the window looking out. After a while, a familiar figure appeared in her sight.

"It's so late that I'm going home." An Shi sighed secretly.

If it's someone else, it's so late to just find a hotel outside to fall asleep and go home to do something.

An Wei only now understands that in the past, Zhang Wenchao often used entertainment as an excuse to stay outside, and it turned out that it was all for An Wei's slut.

Footsteps came from outside, approaching her room, and she ruffled her hair to pretend she had just gotten out of bed.

There was no knock on the door, the door of the room was directly opened, and An Yan stood there in shock, staring at him blankly.

"The butler said you didn't get up for dinner." Rong Zhehao's first sentence when he saw her.

"No, I'm a little tired, and I've slept until now."

Rong Zhehao looked at her delicate body, "Then are you sleeping well now?" ”

"Sleep well."

An Yan tugged at the sheets, as if he was worried that he would come close to him again, looking at her nervous little appearance, Rong Zhehao's iceberg-like face suddenly broke down, and he laughed.

He walked over and took her hand, "Come here, go and change your clothes, I'll take you out to eat." ”

"No need, it's so late, you just came back, you're tired."

said that she was caring about Rong Zhehao, but in fact, she didn't want to go out, if she went out for one night tonight, she would have no energy during the day tomorrow. In the afternoon, when she dozed off, she couldn't help but doze off again.

"I'm busy today, I don't have time to accompany you during the day, and I'll make up for it at night."

Rong Zhehao said that he wanted to make it back, An Yan couldn't help but shudder, she couldn't help but think of last night's situation, is it going to be a tragedy repeat tonight and repeat what happened last night?

"You're tired, you really don't need to make it up."

She was in a dying throes, pulling her to change her clothes, not because she wanted to change some new tricks. Tired of her so quickly?

was held by Rong Zhehao, and unconsciously walked to the cloakroom.

Rong Zhehao let go of her hand, picked up the remote control on the table, pressed the start button, and the cloakroom changed greatly, like a future technology space, and rows of clothes appeared in front of her eyes. The variety of styles, she was dazzled to see. What woman would not love these clothes and shoes.

"Do you like it?"

"I like it." She replied true to her heart.

"You pick one and put it on, and I'll take you out to eat." After saying that, he handed the remote control into Anxi's hands.

An Xian looked back at the man who left, and some didn't come back to his senses, it turned out that it was to let her change clothes and eat, but she wanted to be crooked.

The clothes hanging in the cloakroom are all big brands, and some clothes match the color of the shoes well, and there are as many shoes as there are clothes, all of which are bought according to her yardage. To purchase these things, only Rong Zhehao needs to say a word, and someone will do it for him. She likes clothes and shoes, but she doesn't get fooled by them. What can be done easily cannot be the standard for impressing. If Rong Zhehao gives him her most cherished things one day, then she will consider that Rong Zhehao is sincere to her.

"Are you alright?" Rong Zhehao urged outside.

"Wait, I'll be fine."

An Yan chose a long black dress, with black pointed-toe stiletto heels on her feet, she straightened her hair casually, and her long and smooth hair seemed to be straightened, full of drape.

She walked out of the cloakroom, Rong Zhehao's eyes lit up, the woman in front of her was really a stunner, just dress up casually, like a star in the dark night, shining, can make people can't take their eyes off.

"Is ten minutes of makeup enough?" Rong Zhehao asked.

"Enough, I'm naturally beautiful and hard to give up, just wash my face and do a basic care."

An Xian could see that he came home to deliberately call her out, so he didn't change his clothes and shoes after entering the door, let alone lie on the bed directly. She learned from the housekeeper that Rong Zhehao had a slight cleanliness habit and would not go back to the room immediately after returning home, and the first thing was to go to the bathroom to wash himself all over, and then change into clean clothes.

The sofa downstairs at home is cleaned every day, every three days, and replaced in half a month.

An Xingyan feels that he is a rich man, and a person like Rong Zhehao can be regarded as a real nobleman and a rich man.

Ten minutes later, she came out of the bathroom with a light makeup on her face, and she walked up to Rong Zhehao's side and took his arm.

"Let's go."

Rong Zhehao was not disgusted that she held his hand, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth. An is bold and beautiful, and sometimes he can't guess, but at the age of twenty, he can experience any major events, but his eyes reveal a sense of vicissitudes of life. He wants to explore, he wants to understand her, not by spelling the cold words on the Pad to understand, but by plagiarizing with her every day and understanding her preferences.

An Yan didn't know that his changing personality successfully aroused Rong Zhehao's interest.

Holding his hand and walking to the front of the black car, Rong Zhehao opened the car door for her, and protected the top of her head with his hand, which was a very gentlemanly and heartwarming behavior.

After Anhu got into the car, he sat next to him.

"Drive."

Only then did An Shi realize that there was a man sitting in the driver's seat.

Rong Zhehao leaned sideways and kissed her lightly on the lips, and his shallow kiss surprised her for a while.

"You're like a demon, and you fascinate me." Rong Zhehao leaned into her ear, biting her earlobe, and whispered.

The murmur was like a spell full of charm, and An Yan seemed to have suffered an electric shock, "Husband, where are you taking me?" ”