3 One Night

"I take our marriage very seriously."

Ye Liran pursed her lips: "Isn't it to hit Gao Han?"

"Miss Ye, I don't think I need to sacrifice my marriage just to beat someone who is not qualified to be my opponent." Jun Mohan said slowly.

"Then why did you..."

"I said, I need a wife, and you just meet my requirements." Jun Mohan looked at her and said.

Ye Liran was a little annoyed by the eyes like picking the vegetables he was satisfied with in the vegetable market: "How do you know that I will be satisfied with you?"

"Oh, is Mrs. Jun dissatisfied with me?" Jun Mohan came to the car and opened the door: "Let's go home."

Ye Liran's attention was diverted, and she subconsciously asked, "Which home do you want to go back to?"

"Mrs. Jun, I don't think it's necessary for me to remind you of your identity." The smile on Jun Mohan's face disappeared, and displeasure was rippling inside.

Ye Liran stopped talking, and sat in silently, that's right, she has nowhere to go now, she married him, didn't she just want a safe haven.

Jun Mohan stopped talking, and the car fell silent.

The latest Maybach slowly drove into the riverside villa.

the next day.
The sun in midsummer can't wait to shine in through the floor-to-ceiling windows in the early morning.

When the sunlight hit the bed, Ye Liran slowly opened his eyes.

Her whole body was sore, she couldn't help stretching her lower back.

"Are you awake?" A half-familiar and half-unfamiliar voice came from behind him.

Ye Liran turned her head stiffly, and what she saw was Jun Mohan's almost perfect face.

With a slightly fair complexion, a straight nose, thick eyebrows, and deep eyes, he was looking at her with concern.

Following his face, what you can see is the quilt that was casually draped over his body, with most of his chest exposed.

It was full of scratches.

Ye Liran was shocked and lifted the quilt. In fact, she had already felt something, but she still had a glimmer of hope.

When she saw that she was really naked, she took a few deep breaths to calm down the galloping horses in her heart.

"What's going on here?" After the hangover, Ye Liran still had a headache. For a moment, Ye Liran didn't understand why things turned out like this?

"You took the initiative to deliver it last night, and you are very enthusiastic." Jun Mohan lifted the quilt and wanted to stand up.

Ye Liran quickly turned her face away, Jun Mohan's clear voice made her clear up a bit.

She and Jun Mohan went back to the villa last night, ate and drank, and didn't have much memory of what happened afterwards.

Nima, it really was a mistake to drink.

"Our agreement still counts. Don't take today's matter to heart. I don't need you to be responsible." Ye Liran's dark and bright eyes were full of silence.

After getting dressed, Jun Mohan, who was about to go to the bathroom, paused, turned around slowly, and walked towards Ye Liran.

Putting his hands on the bed, he wrapped Ye Liran in his arms.

"I remember I said that I am serious about this marriage." It was seriousness and responsibility, and he didn't restrain himself last night.

"I'm not the kind of person who plays with women. Since I'm married to you, I will be responsible to you to the end." Jun Mohan lifted Ye Ranran's chin, forcing her to meet his gaze.

Still calm, with eyes as pale as water, Ye Liran saw a trace of seriousness in them.

What he said was true.

"But we..."

"I didn't promise you."

Under Jun Mohan's powerful aura, Ye Liran had difficulty breathing, but she still said the following words: "We just met, we are not familiar yet."

(End of this chapter)

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