Lan Weiwan was really curious about what a man who had just said seriously that he had to work suddenly came to her room in less than half an hour wanted to do.

Faced with Lan Weiwan's question, An Huaijue just said indifferently: "Of course I came to see how embarrassed you were looking for your phone, otherwise you would have thought I came here to see you for what? I went back to work and my phone is here with me.

, don’t even think about taking it back.”

He closed the door suddenly, then opened it again, and turned around and said coldly: "Also, you can't continue to sleep here tonight. If my parents know that we sleep separately, they will make a fuss even worse. What should you know?

Things should be done and things should not be done, otherwise, your mother's legacy..."

"Okay, okay, you don't need to keep reminding me that my mother's inheritance is still in your hands. I know what to do and what to say. You can go back." Lan Weiwan was really pissed off by An Huaijue and hurriedly

Push him out.

If you want to leave, leave quickly. If you threaten someone, people who don't know may think they are flirting.

Lan Weiwan really dislikes An Huaijue.

The inheritance matter is indeed her biggest weakness. It is reasonable for An Huaijue to use this method when she cannot control herself.

But... I really have to sleep with An Huaijue at night... Really.

Although this is not the first time.

Thinking of this, Lan Weiwan became more and more irritable. In this case, it would be better to take a nap first. He kept thinking wildly over and over again. Lan Weiwan couldn't stand the thoughts in his heart and hurriedly lay down.

I closed my eyes and didn't fall asleep for a long time. Maybe it was because I was too tired. After lying down for a long time, I didn't know when I fell asleep. When I woke up, it was already afternoon.

They are about to eat.

This meal was cooked by Yang Ruohua, and Lan Weiwan was warmly entertained by them. After eating two bites, he found that Yang Ruohua's cooking skills were very good, almost comparable to the chefs in An Huaijue's family.

I really didn't expect that such a noble lady could have such skills. Lan Weiwan was impressed and even asked Yang Ruohua for advice on cooking.

Finally, it was night time. The sky outside also turned dark. Lan Weiwan looked at the moon, walked into the room resignedly, closed the door, and blocked out the outside sight.

There was a look of death on her face.

As soon as An Huaijue saw her face, he became very angry and his eyes turned cold: "It's just sleeping with me. Is it going to kill you or something? Do you dislike her so much?"

"I'm being reserved. Do I need a reason if I don't want to sleep with you?" Lan Weiwan rolled her eyes at him, sat aside and placed all the towels she took from the cabinet next to her on the bed.

At the same time, he moved the extra-large quilt away, put his own quilt on it, and said seriously: "Although I promised you to sleep with you tonight, we can sleep on the same bed, but we cannot cover ourselves with the same quilt.

"

"?" An Huaijue slowly raised his eyes and remained silent without speaking.

What does she want to do? Does it make any difference to sleep on the same bed without a quilt? It doesn't matter if they are covered together, they are already on the same bed.

Lan Weiwan continued: "And you can't exceed this limit when you sleep at night."

"Have you forgotten that I said before that you are not qualified to make conditions for me? You put so many things on the bed that I can't sleep. And our quilts are different. What will happen to me if my parents find out in the morning?

You don’t need me to say anything anymore, right?" An Huaijue snorted coldly and threw all the things on the bed down.

Tsk.

Why is An Huaijue still so unreasonable? Can't he be gentler even though he's already married? Sometimes Lan Weiwan really doesn't know how to deal with An Huaijue's bad temper.

Gritting his teeth, he took a deep breath.

She covered herself in the quilt decisively and said irritably: "Forget it, since you want to do this, then I don't care."

It's impossible to convince An Huaijue anyway, otherwise forget it.

Thinking like this, An Huaijue's eyes became even deeper. She covered herself in the quilt, but little did she know that An Huaijue's eyes moved slightly when he saw this scene, his Adam's apple moved up and down, and he took a deep breath: "Lan Weiwan, hurry up

Once you get used to being with me, I won't let you go easily."

"You can't do this." Lan Weiwan was a little angry, and his voice was a little tougher.

So An Huaijue directly lifted the quilt, stepped forward, lowered his cold gaze, and said in a cold voice: "Why not? We have already received the certificate."

"You can get a divorce." Lan Weiwan said this seriously without fear of death.

As a result, An Huaijue's body temperature dropped significantly. With an extremely dangerous look in his eyes, he said with disgust: "Divorce? Do you think I will let you divorce me? Do you think that after you are 22 years old, you can get it?"

Is it time for the inheritance? When the time comes, I have a thousand and ten thousand ways to prevent your mother’s inheritance from being detained in the bank. Do you want to try it? "

His voice was full of threats, which made Lan Weiwan tremble all over after hearing it.

This was the first time that he was so angry. Even when they went to the Civil Affairs Bureau together last time, An Huaijue's tone of voice when she ran away was not so serious. It seemed that he was really disgusted with his words about leaving.

Lan Weiwan seemed to have discovered something.

Every time he mentions leaving, An Huaijue will be particularly angry. But for someone like An Huaijue, shouldn't there be no shortage of women? Even if it's to deal with his family, he shouldn't be so angry, right? It's like...

It's like falling in love with her.

She and An Huaijue's eyes met, and after a long time she couldn't help but blush.

This posture is really too ambiguous. If we continue to look at each other like this, Lan Weiwan will have the illusion of being violated.

"Ahem, An Huaijue, you come down first. I was wrong and I don't want a divorce. Isn't it okay if I don't get a divorce?" Lan Weiwan said carefully while pushing him gently with her hand, for fear that An Huaijue would be upset if he was unhappy.

Take off her clothes.

Lan Weiwan really didn't want what happened that day to happen again.

An Huaijue saw the fear in her eyes and was furious: "Are you so afraid of me? Weren't you very capable before? Why don't you make a fuss now?"

"Hey - can't you come down and talk again? I feel uncomfortable when you are like this." Lan Weiwan was about to cry.

She didn't want to lose it like this a second time.

An Huaijue was silent for a long time, but still felt heartbroken when he saw the few tears leaking from the corners of Lan Weiwan's eyes because of his grievance.

"Okay, I'll get up. But you must give me a good sleep, otherwise..."

"I understand, I understand." Lan Weiwan nodded wildly.

I can only agree.
Chapter completed!