When he saw Cheng Nijia, Wen Lan was filled with hatred.

Since Cheng Nijia will also be in the capital in the past two days, then she will make a mark on Xie Yansheng's neck to disgust her.

Xie Yansheng touched the red bite mark, and his eyes were full of life, "Deliberately?"

"I just wanted to have a little fun with Mr. Xie, but I didn't expect to bite harder." She doesn't believe this argument herself.

"With a little more force, your throat will be bitten by you, and you will wait to be a widow then." Xie Yansheng jokingly tidied up her clothes, "Where do you want to go to play at night, I will eat, drink, and sleep together."

"I don't want to go anywhere, I just want to go back to bed early. I've been a little unwell for the past two days, and I can't do anything."

Wen Lan frowned slightly deliberately.

She practiced this expression in front of the mirror for more than ten minutes last night, and if nothing else, it should arouse Xie Yansheng's curiosity.

Unexpectedly, Xie Yansheng didn't take it seriously, "Do you want to say that you were angry with my mother?"

"I'm tired and want to go back and lie down for a while." She was afraid that he would see that he was tired, so she didn't pull it any further.

Xie Yansheng picked up his coat, "Let's go together."

As soon as the two returned to Wangjing, Xie Yansheng received a call from Xie's mother.

In front of Wen Lan, Xie Yansheng only said "um", "oh".

After finishing the phone, Xie Yansheng went to the bathroom and deliberately looked at the bite marks on his neck.

The bright red has turned crimson, but the pain is still there.

Wen Lan lay on the bed when he entered the door, seemingly very weak, he didn't bother, and let her sleep for a while.

It was getting dark outside, and he wanted to take Wen Lan outside, but Wen Lan was not interested, so he had to order takeout.

Cheng Nijia called twice to ask Xie Yansheng to go out to dinner, but Xie Yansheng neither said to go or not to go, but said, "I'm busy, I'll talk about it later."

Wen Lan was very angry, Cheng Ni Jiaming knew that she was with Xie Yansheng, and she came to seduce Xie Yansheng at the instigation!

"Tonight, I'll go wherever you go." She tried to keep her tone calm, "You can go to Cheng Nijia's appointment, but I'll go with you."

"Three people eating together, it's too crowded. I'm not going." Xie Yansheng smiled lightly, "Tomorrow I will take you to visit the City God Temple Fair."

"Okay." She responded happily, and her eyes fell on Xie Yansheng's mobile phone, "Cheng Nijia calls again, how are you going to reply?"

"Don't bother to bother anymore, just turn it off." Xie Yansheng really turned off his phone and threw it on the table next to him.

Wen Lan was very satisfied with his performance.

So much so that when the two were entangled in bed, she took the initiative a lot.

Xie Yansheng quipped, "Has Mrs. Xie opened up the second vein of Ren Du?"

This night, Wen Lan was tightly embraced by Xie Yansheng, the two of them were face to face, heart to heart, like a pair of mandarin ducks.

In the past, no matter how lingering and sympathetic she was, she would always leave her back to him.

He could only patiently pull her body back and force her to face him.

But each time it was less than half a minute, and she turned away again.

Sometimes he would continue to tease her and turn her over again, and she would try to turn her around again.

Later, he gradually got used to her sleeping position.

But tonight, her seemingly inconspicuous change gave him a surprise.

At the end of the night, Wen Lan slept badly, and one arm was sore and numb.

The next morning, when she was sleeping, she was pulled up from the bed by Xie Yansheng, who had already gotten up, and drove her to the City God Temple.

It wasn't fully lit up outside, and she couldn't figure out what Xie Yansheng was doing with her so early.

She yawned, not waking up at all.

"Today, on the first day of the lunar month, we will go to the pillar incense, and then ask for a lot. It is said that the morning sign is very good." Xie Yansheng's eyes were filled with joy that outsiders could not see.

She was puzzled, "Do you believe this?"

"Ask for a signature, letter. If you can't ask for it, you don't believe it." Xie Yan said thin lips

A small smile came out.

"It's early in the morning, you can really toss around." She wrapped her coat tightly and had to get ready to get out of the car.

The car was quickly parked on the side of the road.

Xie Yansheng was in a good mood, and took the initiative to screw the car door for her.

In the morning, the temple was already filled with incense, and good men and women knelt down to pray, silently reciting what they wanted in their hearts.

Every time Wen Lan went to the temple for fun, this time he was in front of the shrine of the statue of the god, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

Xie Yansheng took a stick of incense, lit it, and after inserting it, folded his hands and knelt on the futon.

At this time, he was sharp, his eyebrows and eyes were lowered, and his expression was pious and focused.

It was the first time Wen Lan saw such a quiet thank-you banquet, and he was unconsciously stupid.

"Lan Lan, let's draw lots." Xie Yan shouted at her twice before she reacted.

She hurriedly walked over, and under the guidance of an old Taoist priest, she casually drew one of the many signs.

"Let me see." Xie Yansheng took the sign in her hand and read it seriously, "Swallow mud."

Wen Lan didn't know anything about this, and hurriedly asked him what he meant.

"I don't know. There is a special sign at the entrance of the temple, and you will know it when you ask." Xie Yansheng suddenly took her hand.

Before she could react, she was taken to the gate of the temple by Xie Yansheng.

Xie Yansheng handed the signing card to the person who unsigned it, and said respectfully, "Master Lao will show it."

Wen Lan wanted to laugh, but he couldn't help laughing.

In her eyes, Xie Yan was so respectful to no one.

The signer was a black and thin old man in his seventies, he took the sign with his shriveled hand, and shook his head after just a glance, "This is a marriage sign."

Wen Lan didn't care.

Xie Yansheng's expression was visibly stagnant, "What do you say, Master?"

"It's a good thing to swallow the mud. But this signing is full of wind and rain, and the mud nest is tantamount to hard work, and in the end it is empty." The old man was full of words.

"Thanks." Xie Yansheng let go of Wen Lan's hand, took out a red old man's head from his pocket and put it on the wooden table.

Wen Lan also heard it, and looked at Xie Yansheng with a smile, "Sai Weng lost his horse, and he didn't know if he was blessed. Mr. Xie's marriage is not going well, but it is a good thing for him to be a confidant outside."

"You're stinking enough, and you got the lottery early in the morning." Xie Yansheng glanced at her lukewarmly.

She looked surprised: "Do you really believe it?"

"It's a bit of a diaphragm. In the future, whoever says that there is a spiritual lotion here, I will step on the horse and turn his face." Xie Yansheng frowned slightly, and beckoned her out of the City God Temple.

There was a breakfast stall selling oil tea opposite, and Wen Lan wanted to eat something to cushion his stomach.

When Xie Yansheng saw the greasy table and stools, he immediately lost his appetite and didn't allow her to stay.

She drove to a time-honored breakfast shop, and Xie Yansheng ordered several things.

Wen Lan took the time to wash her hands and took the medicine that Fang Yulian prepared for her.

Sitting opposite Xie Yansheng again, she picked up a small steamed bun and ate it.

As soon as she took a bite, she covered her mouth and spit out.

"What's wrong?" Xie Yansheng hurriedly handed over a glass of white water.

She put down her chopsticks and her face was full of displeasure, "It's been two or three days, and my stomach has been upset."

Xie Yansheng suddenly became interested: "What's an uncomfortable method?"