The two of them were chatting when the phone rang next to the couch.

The third aunt smiled, "It must be the fourth, you two talk, I'll go first!" ”

Shen Chuhua nodded and picked up the phone.

The third aunt went out and closed the door, but the door was not locked.

Shen Chuhua told Zhan Beichen about today's events on the phone, and Zhan Beichen was so angry that he wanted to come back from Chongjun to avenge her.

The two of them chatted for a long time before hanging up.

Shen Chuhua went directly to the bathroom to take a shower, because she was in the war mansion, she took it lightly and forgot to go out to see if the door was locked.

The door wasn't locked, and she hadn't noticed.

At this moment, the people of the Zhan family also returned to their respective rooms to rest.

The door of Shen Chuhua and Zhan Beichen's small suite was slowly opened, and a person walked in, and then it was closed again.

The man, dressed in a dark blue bedgown with the smell of alcohol on his body, walked into the room and walked step by step to the bedroom.

He heard Shen Chuhua humming softly in the bathroom, and the whole person relaxed.

He lay on the couch painted by Lao Si and Shen Chu, closed his eyes, and listened quietly.

Shen Chuhua took a shower, dried her hair, and walked out of the bathroom in the fluffy white pajamas she had taken out of the space.

She walked over to the dresser and sat down, humming a little tune, and began to apply her skincare products.

Gently pat yourself on the cheek.

Shen Chuhua, from the 21st century, deeply understands that women's maintenance should be done as soon as possible.

Zhan Nanwei slowly sat up from the couch, looking at Shen Chu's happy appearance, a bitter smile on his lips.

This scene once appeared in his dream.

He imagined that one day, Shen Chuhua would fiddle with some women's things in his bedroom like this, and then throw herself into his arms and let him hold her to sleep.

There will be a day, Zhan Nanwei firmly believes.

After Shen Chuhua finished taking care of his eyes, he suddenly found that a figure was reflected in the mirror.

Is her eyes spent?

Shen Chuhua turned his head incredulously.

She saw that Zhan Nanwei was actually on the couch behind her.

On the couch where she and Zhan Beichen were.

She stood up vigilantly.

Zhan Nanwei stood up with a smile on his lips, "First painting, don't be afraid of me, okay?" I'm not going to hurt you! ”

Shen Chuhua took two steps back incredulously, and then said sharply, "Zhan Nanwei, you give me out, are you crazy?" Could it be that Jiang Meng designed it now? What are you doing in our room? ”

Shen Chuhua was a little stunned for a while, and she even wondered who had drugged Zhan Nanwei again.

Zhan Nan was the only one who walked to Shen Chuhua's side step by step.

Shen Chuhua raised his hand and fought at Zhan Nanwei, but Zhan Nanwei has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he is a man, of course, his strength is greater than Shen Chuhua's, and he quickly controlled Shen Chuhua's hands, and he looked at Shen Chuhua condescendingly, staring at her eyes tightly, "Chuhua, I won't hurt you, I just want to say a few words to you!" ”

"You can talk, we can go out and say, you are an elder brother, run to your brother-in-law's room to talk, do you think it is appropriate?

Don't forget, you're married, what will you think when you see it? Shen Chuhua desperately tried his best to break free, but Zhan Nanwei's hand was like a plier that made it impossible to break free.

"I don't care what others think, first painting, don't move!" Zhan Nan Wei ordered in a deep voice, "Chu Hua, sometimes I hate your cleverness,