After the flash marriage, the richest man's husband hugged me and didn't let go

Chapter 107: Chapter 107

Su Yang's hair is usually well maintained, smooth and supple. Feeling the unfamiliar and unfamiliar techniques on her head, the curvature of the corners of her lips deepened, and there was a slight smile in her clear apricot eyes.

The blower was very powerful, and Su Yang's hair was dried in about seven to eight minutes.

The wind sound of 'huhu' stopped abruptly, and the whole room fell silent. Su Yang casually tied the headband on his wrist and tied up his hair.

"Let's go, I'm hungry, let's see what Mrs. Luo makes delicious."

Rong Zhan unplugged the hair dryer, stared at her thin Qianying, narrowed his eyes, casually wrapped the wire around the hair dryer, placed it on the cabinet next to him, and followed him out of the room.

In the restaurant, the dishes on the table were covered with lids. Seeing that the two of them came out, Sister Luo quickly lifted the lids and brought the bowls and chopsticks.

When everything was ready, I went to the basement to clean up.

Rong Zhan helped her serve a bowl of black chicken soup, and put a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs into her bowl: "What happened last night?"

Su Yang was silent for a while, but he didn't plan to hide him, and asked, "I remember you told me that you were afraid that the cat was attacked by a black cat because you had a nightmare when you were young."

"Yeah." Rong Zhan gave her a look and answered lightly, "That's when I started to faint and faint."

"It should be at that time that the luck on your body was absorbed by the black cat. My luck is the same as yours. That evil spirit last night should have been eyeing the luck on me."

Rong Zhan's brows were furrowed. Her statement was almost the same as that of the Master Shi Kong that his grandmother invited.

And the dream of only the black cat has been with him for more than 20 years, that is, after marrying her and sleeping with her in the same bed, that dream has never appeared again.

"I suddenly felt unwell last night, also because I was attracted by the evil spirits, but it's not a big problem. The peach branches in the magnolia bottle can help me nourish my Qi, and your Qi Luck can also help me recover."

Su Yang looked at him as if he was lost in thought, and said slowly again: "At night... are you free?"

Rong Zhan subconsciously looked at the string of milky white bodhi beads on her wrist, two of which were dark red.

"Well, what happened?"

"Come with me to Su's house."

"Go back to Su's house?"

Su Yang nodded: "According to common sense, I have this string of bodhi beads to protect my body. Generally, evil spirits can't get close to me, but they will be absorbed by the bodhi beads, but last night that evil spirit was not afraid of my bodhi beads. and luck."

"You suspect that the evil spirit is from the Su family?" Rong Zhan's eyes sank.

"This is just my guess. I can't decide until I return to the Su's house at night. Moreover, even if this thing comes from the Su's house, it's probably just being used." Su Yang took a sip of the soup and gave a slight meal: "By the way, you Let someone check to see if Ni Sangwan has been in contact with the Su family recently."

"You doubt her?"

"I asked her about Xixi's fainting last time, and she said that she suddenly fainted without realizing it when she was taking the dessert from Ni Sangwan's hand." Su Yang was silent for a while, but did not speak out. Just say what you doubt.

"It was because of her."

Rong Zhan understood in an instant, a dangerous and falcon light flashed in his eyes, put down his chopsticks, took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and called Qin Yu, asking him to check Ni Sangwan, including all the recent movements of the Ni family.

At around seven o'clock in the evening, half of the silver moon, like a jade plate, was hidden in the hazy clouds and mist, exuding a faint and cool brilliance.

After dinner, Su Yang and Rong Zhan sat on the sofa in the living room and watched TV together.

The evening news was playing on the TV. Rong Zhan glanced at the wall clock on the wall, poked a piece of fruit and fed it to her lips: "Don't you mean to go back to Su's house at night? Not going back?"

"Go back, it's not time yet." Su Yang raised his eyebrows, his cold tone was a little frivolous: "Let's be late, it's not too late after nine o'clock."

Now this will go back, and she is afraid of taking on the reputation of her father.

Especially in the face of Xu Yi, who can reverse black and white and distinguish right from wrong, one must be cautious.

Otherwise, public opinion can kill.

It is better for her to avoid these unnecessary troubles as much as possible.

"Sir, I have everything you want ready. When do you think it's better for the driver to set off?" Sister Luo came over and asked with a slight nod.

"Departure at 08:30." Rong Zhan coldly spit out two scales without much temperature.

"Yes, then I'll talk to the driver."

After Sister Luo left, Su Yang asked inexplicably, "What did you prepare?"

"Two days ago, Xu Yi sent a gift to Rongyuan Garden. I sent someone to send it over today, and I will just return it later." It looks magnetic and alluring.

Su Yang frowned, she hadn't heard him mention this.

"Shouldn't you have any suitable excuse to go back to your mother's house this evening?" Rong Zhan held her hand and answered softly for her: "Since you and the Su family are divorced, our Rong family will not accept this gift. It's reasonable to go back."

Hearing this, Su Yang couldn't help laughing and nodded: "Grandma didn't say anything?"

This kind of thing is true, if Xu Yipan asks, it is not good for her to talk about her soul directly, otherwise it will be easy for Xu Yi to use the excuse of her father.

He arranged it like this, and things seemed logical and reasonable.

"I explained it to her old man." Rong Zhan put his arms around her, raised his eyebrows very confidently, and smiled brightly: "Isn't it very thoughtful? Give me a reward?"

His eyes were burning, and he was very close to him. The meaning of his words was beyond words. Su Yang couldn't help rolling his eyes.

In front of her, he would never be serious for three seconds.

"I'll reward you with an apple, isn't it crunchy and sweet?" Su Yang poked an apple and forcibly stuffed it into his mouth, looked away, and changed the subject: "Look, today's news is quite exciting."

Rong Zhan squinted his eyes, the sample, still can't cure you.

After eating the apple in his mouth, Rong Zhan squeezed her lower jaw and bit her lip lightly.

The sweetness and fragrance of the fruit instantly filled her mouth, and the slender palm that held her slender waist tightened slightly.

Su Yang couldn't hold back the soft 'uh' sound, put his hands on his chest, clenched his fists lightly, and pulled out the creases on his T-shirt.

The last reason always affected her heart, and she murmured indistinctly: "Rong... Rong Zhan."

"Call her husband." Rong Zhan took her into his arms domineeringly and said solemnly.

"Don't... don't make trouble, there are... footsteps, Sister Luo... is back." Footsteps sounded at the entrance, Su Yang hurriedly patted his chest.

If this kind of thing is seen, it should not be killed by the society.

How can she keep her head up at home in the future.

Just don't be too embarrassed, okay?

Hearing her last words, Rong Zhan stopped, and there was obvious turbidity and impatience in his dark and deep eyes, and he seemed to be holding back something.

(End of this chapter)