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

Chapter 9 009: Transactions

Entering the main door of the mansion, Su Yang opened the shoe cabinet and put on a pair of brand new pink slippers.

Mrs. Luo greeted them enthusiastically, and reported to Su Yang the situation of the two cats today.

Speaking of cats, Rong Zhan frowned, and a hint of coolness hit his back. He passed her and walked in first, and found that the living room coffee table was full of precious things such as large and small gift boxes.

"what are these?"

"These were sent by the old lady and the eldest lady of Rongyuan. They said they were gifts for the husband and the young lady to come back tomorrow." Sister Luo stepped forward and explained softly.

Su Yang glanced at the brocade boxes, there was no turbulence on her pretty face, and she was calm as water. This kind of thing has been a traditional ceremony since ancient times, so she was not surprised.

However, going back to the Su family again made her feel deeply repelled.

"I'll go down and see the cat first." Su Yang put the bag on the table and cabinet, and went straight to the basement.

The entire basement is connected to the backyard, with a wide and bright view, and a more casual style, which is a little more casual than the first floor.

Going down, what caught my eye was the cabinets behind the bar with many kinds of expensive wines, the gym on the right hand side, and Rong Zhan's dedicated study, and at the corner across the entrance was the cat room that Su Yang placed.

Opening the door and walking in, Bai Yue jumped out of the cat villa excitedly, stood up and begged for a hug.

Su Yang's heart suddenly fell into a softness. She bent over to hug it, and rubbed its head. When she got up, a black cat with a slightly larger body and a mighty and domineering appearance came into her clear and indifferent eyes .

"The purple luck on his body has obviously shown signs of recovery in the past two days. If you wear this on him, it will help him recover faster."

Immediately, in the quiet cat room, the soft and hard male voice that did not match its appearance sounded in the room.

Su Yang walked over, stared at the red rope wrapped around its chubby claws, and lifted his eyelids lightly: "Do you think Rong Zhan would be willing to wear your broken rope?"

"What is a broken rope, do you know the goods? This is a rope of luck, not a treasure that anyone can have." As soon as Chitose heard her light-hearted luck, she immediately became irritable and irritable. sighed.

Su Yang: "..."

"The temper of your underworld messengers is as bad as yours?" Su Yang stretched out his hand and flicked his beard, took the red rope, walked to the sofa and sat down, taking a serious look.

Chitose angrily jumped off the shelf and walked up to her: "Su Yang, you are becoming more and more unruly with this messenger now."

Su Yang glanced at him and laughed: "Then may I ask the messenger, how do you use this red rope?"

"Cough, this red rope is connected to your own luck, so you only need to tie the red rope around his wrist, it will speed up the recovery of his lost luck during your daily interaction, the two of you. The closer it is, the faster it will connect." Chitose cleared her throat and explained proudly with her head held high.

"Intimacy?" Su Yang frowned, "Be clear."

"It's like, holding hands, hugging, kissing, or... um, you know." Chitose raised her claws, clenched her chubby toes, and finally looked at her with deep meaning, and shook his head confidently. A noble tail.

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Yang reached out and patted his forehead: "When the transaction took effect, why didn't you say this?"

"Presumptuous, can you take pictures of this envoy's noble head?" Qiantose was irritable again, and arrogantly turned his head: "You didn't ask, what we traded was that I let you be reborn, and you help me complete the task and recover Rong Zhan's own luck allowed him to escape the catastrophe at the age of 30. Judging from the recovery speed of his own thin luck, he can only use extraordinary methods to fully recover before the catastrophe arrives. Otherwise, once he encounters a catastrophe If you die, you will die with you, and you will even be wiped out without reincarnation, and my mission will also be voided, and I will never go back to the underworld."

The implication is that the three of them are grasshoppers on a rope, and no one can escape.

Su Yang suddenly fell silent, staring at his domineering face like the King of Hell, he couldn't help pulling off his beard: "I have some sense in this matter, but it's you, Rong Zhan is afraid of cats, you bring a white Yue Shao goes to the first floor, so that he will not be scared to death by the two of you before he suffers the catastrophe."

Chitose: "..."

Su Yang played with Bai Yue with a cat stick for a while, then returned to the first floor, entered the bedroom, and saw Rong Zhan Chiguo standing on the edge of the bed with his upper body on, revealing six pack abs and a strong chest, black broken pieces. The hair was still dripping with water droplets, and there were traces of mist in the well-informed eyes.

"Go back tomorrow, what do you think?" The man wiped his hair with a towel, threw the towel aside, lifted the quilt and sat in.

"What do you think, come back." Su Yang retracted his gaze and walked towards the cloakroom.

Rong Zhan stared at her thin back, restrained his expression, and smiled lightly at the corners of his lips.

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The next morning, Su Yang came out after washing up, and saw Sister Luo facing the gift list, but the servants were carrying the gift boxes that had been piled up in the corner yesterday.

"Ma'am, you're awake." Seeing her coming out, Mrs. Luo immediately greeted her with a smile, "Breakfast is ready."

"Yeah." Su Yang responded lightly, watching those people file out with gift boxes.

"Sir, ask someone to load the things into the car first and send them to the Su family." Sister Luo smiled and explained.

Su Yang nodded and looked away: "Where are the others?"

"Sir went to the study in the basement, and I just delivered breakfast."

Su Yang didn't ask any further questions. After sitting down and having a simple breakfast, he went to the cloakroom and picked out a French-style lace blue shirt, paired with black high-waisted trousers, and a pair of black cat-heeled shoes underneath, dignified and elegant. And elegant.

When picking earrings and necklaces, Su Yang hesitated for a moment, and a hand quietly reached out from behind her. She opened her palm, and a simple-style North Star necklace fell from her palm and jumped into her eyes.

Suddenly, the back seemed to be close to a warm chest, and the familiar masculine breath swept in, filling her whole body.

Su Yang was stunned, looking at the necklace that was swaying from side to side, with a stunned expression: "This is?"

"The wedding gift, just delivered." His deep and sexy voice slowly sounded from the earlobe, and the cold pendant was attached to the skin, wrapping around the collarbone: "Hair."

Su Yang's heart trembled slightly, brushing through the obvious throbbing, and slowly raised his hand to lift the hair on his shoulders, revealing a section of neck with thick skin.

Rong Zhan lowered his gaze and slowly buckled the necklace, but he did not release it.

Su Yang's hand holding his hair was a little sore. Seeing that he wasn't all right, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"

But the response to her was silence. Su Yang frowned and said in doubt, "If you can't do it, I can do it myself."

As soon as he finished speaking, his waist was buckled, his body was forced to turn around, and he was pushed against the cabinet.

(End of this chapter)