Chapter 107 Young Marshal, Don’t Be Tolerant
She turned her back to him, secretly curled her lips, and was no longer awkward in his embrace.
Who asked you to endure this? Nan Chengcheng was roaring inwardly.
He kissed her hair and said, "Don't be angry, be good, I'll stay.
I'm hungry, please finish my meal with me."
He took her hand and sat on the dining chair.
She felt very warm watching him eat, "You...Jing Junzhuo sent me flowers today?"
Zhan Hengyi responded.
"Since you're already going, why don't you wait for me and pick me up to go with you?" She put her hand on his forearm and pinched his muscles.
Zhan Hengyi said, "You told me that our affairs should be kept secret from outsiders for the time being." He respected her.
"Oh, right, be careful, Jing Junzhuo. His uncle-in-law introduced him to a daughter of the Hongmen clan, but he won't marry her. But this just means he's looking for a backer...
Although Jing Junzhuo has no evidence, he will definitely retaliate against you secretly."
Zhan Hengyi wasn't surprised at all. "Well, be careful when you go out, and always carry a gun. Come home with me early next morning. Grandma has caught a cold and hasn't been feeling well these past two days. She said she wants to see you."
"good."
"Chengcheng!" He finished his porridge, put down his spoon, shook her hand, and said seriously, "Try not to invite outsiders to your home, and don't bring outsiders to visit. There's chaos nowadays, and we have to be on guard."
This house was left to Zhan Hengyi by his grandfather to save his life in times of crisis. His grandfather had warned him not to invite outsiders, saying that if he encountered a disaster one day in the future, this house would enable him to make a comeback. This house was his trump card, and now he handed it to her.
"Well, I won't invite Jing Junzhuo to our house."
The three words 'our family' made Zhan Hengyi smile unconsciously.
Nan Chengcheng cleaned up the dishes and took them to the kitchen. She put them in the sink and was about to roll up her sleeves to wash the dishes.
Zhan Hengyi's big hand reached out and pulled her aside. While washing dishes, he said, "All the water pipes in this house are connected to the underground sewers at Fushan Hot Spring. When I'm not around, you can wash things in the water for an hour and then it will be hot. Don't use cold water."
"How do you know?"
"I heard about it." He lowered his eyes.
Nan Chengcheng hugged him from behind with her slender body. "I have good taste. I have chosen such a good man who is both a gentleman and a housewife."
Zhan Hengyi quickly washed the dishes, wiped his hands, turned around and took her into his arms, saying in a deep voice, "Remember, don't say anything like you're pursuing me in front of anyone except me.
If one day you want to make our relationship public, just tell others that I was the one pursuing you."
The next second, he picked her up and carried her sideways, "Take a bath and relax."
Nan Chengcheng buried her head in his chest, her ears burning. It had come, but at this moment, she felt a little scared and extremely excited.
However, she imagined many possibilities, but none of them came true. He sent her to the bathroom and went out, closing the door behind him.
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When she came out wrapped in her bathrobe, he was listening to soft music playing on the gramophone.
Seeing her come out, he stood up, took the towel from her hand and helped dry her hair bit by bit.
Nan Chengcheng was so engrossed in the music that she asked him, "Can we dance?"
Zhan Hengyi held her hand, put his arm around her waist, and held her in his arms with his tall body as straight as a mountain.
Nan Chengcheng rested her face on his chest. The warm and solid chest gave her a sense of security.
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