Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 5

"Will you really help me find out the truth of the year?" Nan Jin asked Tong Junhao like this while sitting in the car, her small face was a little uneasy, and there was a trace of fatigue faintly.

The big hand moved away from the crossed legs and fell into the pocket, took out a cigarette, and when he was about to put it to his mouth, he suddenly asked, "Do you mind if I smoke?"

Nan Jin's eyes flickered, she shook her head, "Please go ahead."

He put the cigarette in his mouth, lit it, took a puff, and spit out a beautiful smoke ring, before he said to Nan Jin: "Yes, I will."

His face was solemn and deep, as if making some kind of promise, Nan Jin subconsciously remembered it in her heart, in fact, even though so many things happened later, she did not forget the deepness of this man at the moment.

"but you……"

"I know, I am your wife in name, although I still don't know why you want to marry me, but as long as you can avenge my parents, I will be obedient and will never embarrass you." Nan Jin obediently Guaranteed, the hostility before the wedding has been wiped out completely, those who don't know will definitely think that she is a clean and good girl.

With no love and no parents, since someone wants her to be a vase, she will obediently be a vase, but only when he avenges her.

Tong Junhao frowned, turned the cigarette from his right hand to his left, and stretched out two fingers to pinch her chin.

Nan Jin was forced to look up at him, her deep eyes seemed to be tender and merciless, her lips were suddenly cold, and the man's light kiss was imprinted on her lips.

"I'll help you avenge you. You fell in love with me wholeheartedly. You only love me as a man in this life." The domineering words in the cold sounded from her ears, and Nan Jin couldn't help but stare at this man. Some are in a daze.

Obviously, he is so shockingly beautiful that heaven and man can overwhelm the country and the city, does he still lack love?

As long as such a man hooks his fingers, women will flock to him, right?

"I only want you, I don't care about others." After stamping her lips again, Tong Junhao straightened up.

Nan Jin lowered her head, and said in a low voice after a long time: "I am a human being, not a machine, and my feelings are not switches. I can fall in love with whomever I say I love, but I am your wife, and I will be a good wife. Everything you do, as for what you shouldn't do, you will never do it."

"Very good." Tong Junhao nodded, tapped her red lips with his fingers, and said in an unclear way: "Do your best to forget him and fall in love with me."

"……it is good."

The two had reached an agreement, and Nan Jin didn't ask him to love herself. For a man like Tong Junhao, if he can make such a big fight today to snatch her into marriage, then he might dump himself vigorously in the future. Drop to welcome other women in.

He didn't explain why he wanted to marry her, and Nan Jin didn't ask. The car arrived at a manor in the west of the city smoothly. When she saw the house number, Nan Jin felt as if she had seen it somewhere.

Tong Junhao glanced at her and got out of the car first.

Nan Jin was very quiet, holding up the hem of her wedding dress and following behind him. The fluttering heavy snow was falling in the sky, and Nan Jin wearing a white gauze looked more holy, like a snow-capped mountain maiden from afar.

The hem of the skirt dragged on the ground, sweeping up snowflakes, and the cold snow entered the shoes, making the broken heart even colder.

His body lightened suddenly, and he was hugged by the man again, bent down slightly, the shoe was carefully removed by the man, and as soon as he raised his hand, the exquisite shoe studded with diamonds drew a perfect parabola, and fell into it accurately. garbage can.

Nan Jin: "..." She felt that a name was more suitable for Tong Junhao... the prodigal son.

Tong Junhao raised his body, supported her body with both hands, and walked towards the villa behind the garden.

Nan Jin was startled, her hands had already wrapped her arms around Tong Junhao's neck rationally, a blush of embarrassment floated on her cheeks, just about to struggle, a man's magnetic voice sounded from above her head, "The snow is too thick, I'll hug you."

Not coercive, not indifferent, but it makes people not have any thoughts of rejection. Looking at his perfect side face, Nan Jin's mind went blank. When he was in a daze, the man lowered his head and smiled at her.

Two words popped out of Nan Jin's mind, "gentle", and used these two words to describe the man in front of him.

With Tong Junhao's keenness, of course he can feel his eyes that have been falling on him all the time. Although it is not the legendary obsession, Tong Junhao did not speak, but, if you look carefully, you can see the corners of his tightly pursed lips slightly. Hook up.

"This is Xiayuan, and it will be our home in the future."

Tong Junhao's voice interrupted Nan Jin's daze, her small face quickly turned red, and she quietly closed her eyes, secretly annoyed in her heart, it's not good to be a nymphomaniac at any time, but this time is a nymphomaniac, who is infatuated with someone Not good, but this person!
But, why is it called Xia Garden instead of Tong Junhao?

"Can you hurry up?" Nan Jin urged, not wanting him to keep staring at her.

Tong Junhao's eyes flickered, he didn't speak, but his steps were a little faster, but the dark eyebrows and eyes made it hard to guess what he was thinking.

As soon as the servant took the slippers, Nan Jin struggled to get out of Tong Junhao's arms, but Tong Junhao's arms tightened, and he helped her stand carefully on the ground, bent down, "lift your feet."

Nan Jin was stunned for a while. Even Duanmu Chengyue had never done such a thing for her. This man...

A big one grasped her white corner, her coldness was in stark contrast to his warmth, the man frowned, looked at the thin slippers, his voice suddenly became cold, "Change cotton slippers."

The servant hurriedly took the cotton mop, and put the cotton mop with Ali's head into Tong Junhao's hand. The man squatted under her, and put her feet into the slippers with his big palms. The warm and soft slippers wrapped her Looking at her little feet, Nan Jin stared at him blankly, not knowing what to say for a while.

After a long while, he murmured, "Thank you."

Tong Junhao pursed his lips and smiled, changed his shoes, and walked in holding her hand.

In the hall, all the servants gathered in the hall, and under the leadership of the housekeeper, everyone bowed and said hello to Tong Junhao and Nan Jin.

Having not experienced such an occasion in two years, Nan Jin was taken aback, but her good self-cultivation would not make her performance too obvious. The man beside her held her hand in a timely manner, cleared her throat, and her eyes were bright. Still cold, not angry and pretentious, "You don't need to be so polite, remember, from now on, this is your wife, the mistress of this family! It will never change!"

A few words full of men's sonorous and forceful words, not many, but enough for them.

"I...I want to go upstairs and change my clothes first." Nan Jin looked at Tong Junhao and mustered up the courage to ask.

The slender and boneless little hand clenched tightly in his palm, and Tong Junhao glanced at her.

Still a complicated wedding dress, it seems that this reason is very reasonable.

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