You know, in Yan Zheng's heart, Fengxian is a condescending eldest lady, arrogant and arrogant. And with the prince as his brother, he will not know how to feel even if the sky falls.

But I didn't expect that she would also be so humble.

Yan Zheng suddenly felt extremely sour in his heart.

It turns out that she is so fragile. If he treated her like that before, he must have hurt her all over.

He hugged Fengxian tightly into his arms and murmured affectionately: "Fengxian, we are not young anymore. Don't worry about it. Let's get married."

Fengxian raised her phoenix eyes, water glistening.

Then she suddenly made a move, she unbuttoned her clothes...

Yan Zheng was stunned.

"Fengxian, what are you doing? I...I haven't gotten the certificate from you yet?"

"unnecessary."

Yan Zheng was stunned: "How hungry and thirsty are you?"

"I've been thirsty for more than ten years, what do you think?"

"unnecessary!"

In order to pursue Yan Zheng, Fengxian walked through thorns, deserts, suffered injuries, and shed tears along the way. To her, perhaps those forms were not important, what was important was that they could be together.

"But I didn't formally propose to you?" Yan Zheng always felt that it was not solemn enough.

Zhan Hanjue is a person who can't sit still. He used his leisure time to borrow the computer that Zhan Su brought with him and began to repair the monster's data packets.

Until midnight, Zhan Hanjue raised his wrist to look at his watch. It was already three o'clock in the morning. He was sure that his little wife had a big sister and completely forgot about him. Zhan Hanjue sighed.

Then he turned off the computer and silently went to the eldest sister's bedroom. He listened carefully and found that there was no whispering at all.

"Okay, I'll feed you tonight." Yan Zheng said obediently after getting the advantage.

Then he picked up Fengxian and walked towards the big bed.

The next room.

Zhan Hanjue put his hands in his trouser pockets, stared at Yan Zheng coolly, and asked in a very serious tone, "Did you sleep with my sister?"

Yan Zheng was a little frightened and stammered: "No...no."

"What are you doing without your support?"

He must have fallen asleep while chatting.

When Zhan Hanjue returned to his room with a silent face, Yan Zheng's bedroom door was suddenly opened. Yan Zheng was wearing loose white home clothes, holding his coat, and looking around like a thief.

When he saw Lord Zhan Han, Yan Zheng was so frightened that his body shook like a sieve.

Yan Zheng was provoked and said unconvinced: "Who said my waist is not good? Twice in one night, twice is not enough?"

Zhan Hanjue's cold and biting voice came out of his mouth, "So you still slept with my sister?"

Yan Zheng's eyes widened, and he suddenly felt that he was too inexperienced in fighting with Lord Zhan Han.

Yan Zheng stood up straight with a guilty conscience.

"My waist is a little sore." I made a lame excuse.

Zhan Hanjue said sharply and sarcastically: "You have a bad waist? So you ran away in the middle?"

Yan Zheng was stunned.

In fact, he had no objection to asking him to pay for the proposal of marriage, but he felt that he had been tricked by Zhan Hanjue, and he felt unjust and unjust.

Yan Zheng said: "I don't want you to be such a person. When you flirted with my sister, I didn't ask you for a betrothal gift, right?"

After just a few words, Zhan Hanjue tricked him into exposing his affair with Fengxian.

Yan Zheng slapped his mouth as punishment.

"It costs money to go to a nightclub. If you want to sleep with an expensive woman like my sister, you will have to spend more money. 9.99 million. Remember to come to my house to propose marriage when you are free." Zhan Hanjue said with a straight face.

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Zhan Hanjue said confidently: "When I met your sister, I paid for her food, housing, education, tuition and miscellaneous expenses. This means that I raised this daughter-in-law by myself. Do you have the nerve to ask me for a betrothal gift?"

Yan Zheng compromised.


Chapter completed!