When it was dawn, Yan Wanwan returned to Chunzhi Pavilion. He was filled with alcohol and a smile on his face.

Because it was this time, she did not climb over the wall and entered the yard directly from the back door. It was still early, so I guess Huang Ye and the others were still asleep. The yard was quiet.

She took a lighter step and returned to her room like a cat. Unexpectedly, as soon as she entered the door, she realized something was wrong, but after a pause, she closed the door with her backhand as if nothing had happened.

"Where did you go?" The room was lighted up, and the man was sitting at the table, dressed neatly, and even his hair was tied meticulously. It seemed that he was sitting by the table and waiting all night.

Yan Wanwan patted her chest and said in surprise, "Why is my husband here? He scared me!"

Yan Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly. She was so timid? Besides, just to be afraid of scaring her, he kept lit the lights. When she walked in, she spoke before she could scare her. Women... As expected, they were always used to making trouble.

Yan Zheng was depressed, but he raised his hand, picked up the teapot at his hand, poured a cup of tea and handed it over, his voice still clear and gentle, "That lady, drink a cup of tea first to suppress her shock!"

Only then did Yan Wanwan notice that a set of tea sets were placed on the table. This was not something from Chunzhi Pavilion. He actually moved all the tea sets here, and must have been waiting for a lot of time while cooking tea. Thinking of this, when she leaned over, she smiled and pleased her with a disgust. "Thank you, my husband!" He reached out to take the tea cup, sniffed, and gave him a thumbs up and praised, "It smells so good! My husband's tea making skills are really amazing."

Yan Zheng could not see anger on his face, but he didn't say anything to her, especially after smelling the strong smell of wine mixed with the smell of powder on her body.

Yan Wanwan held the teacup and sat down next to him, "Yesterday, the Kongxian girl from Huancai Pavilion came to Chunmai Pavilion to make clothes. She hit it off and insisted on recognizing me as her sister. At night, she sent someone to invite me, so I went to the appointment. Unexpectedly, I had a great time with her, and I accidentally forgot the time." Fortunately, I accidentally spilled wine in Huancai Pavilion before, Kongxian turned over her dress with several large boxes, and then found a relatively ordinary one that could make Yan Wanwan wear. She asked her to change it. She was not wearing the mysterious clothes at this time. Moreover, when she came back today, she deliberately restrained her from not being tall. Now this matter should be over.

Yan Wanwan looked at him with her fingers quietly climbing up his sleeves, pulling his sleeves and gently shaking them, "I know I'm wrong, husband. I shouldn't go out to play until night because you are not here. If your husband is angry, why don't you beat me or scold me?"

Yan Zheng knew that she was intentional and took the initiative to retreat, but he looked at her well-behaved look, but he accidentally softened his heart again. He looked at her and sighed, flipped his palm, holding her hand in his palm and said, "I'm not angry with you. Even if you marry me, it doesn't mean that I'm the only one in your life, just around me. Just like I have something to do with me, of course you can do it too. But first, you should have a prophet, of course because I'm not at home this time, and the situation is special. If I'm at home, I believe you can do this. Second, where is Huancai Pavilion? Even if you want to make an appointment with someone, you shouldn't make an appointment in that place, let alone drink. There are mixed places. What if you get drunk and have something to do?" Yan Zheng lost all the smile on his face, staring at her while saying.

Yan Wanwan looked at him deeply, but she was not angry or wronged at all. Instead, she pulled the corner of her mouth and smiled, "You really look like my father."

"What?" Yan Zheng was puzzled when he looked at her and smiled. He was even more inexplicable when he heard this sentence, so he had two eyebrows tightly gathered together.

"I said, you scold me, it looks like my father." Yan Wanwan added, "I didn't find a husband, I clearly found a father to take care of me!"

Yan Zheng suddenly pursed his lips as he heard it. His eyes looked at her without a moment, and his dark eyes shrank almost imperceptibly. What does she mean? Are you unhappy?

When he was nervous, the next moment, Yan Wanwan's actions made him suddenly froze. Yan Wanwan pulled his hand out of his palm and raised it with another arm. Then he put it on his shoulder and hooked his neck. He suddenly snuggled into his chest, looking up at him, exhaling like orchid, "When I was young, I thought, if I want to marry in this life, I will marry a man like my father, a gentleman who is elegant and gentle, but that gentleness is just to treat my own people. When he left the house, he was still a strong man with his shoulders to carry the wind and rain. I thought I would not be so lucky, but who knew... my husband really surprised me." Not only was his appearance, temperament, but even his attitude towards his wife was so similar. He could not imagine that when she heard him say that, her heart trembled, and almost couldn't believe that there was a second person in this world besides Xiao Yan? And this person is now her husband.

Yan Zheng looked at her and his lips twitched, as if he was wondering whether her words were sincere or to make him "relieve" his pleasing words. However, he never liked the words of Zhilan and Yushu, but the same words seemed not so unacceptable to her.

He felt itchy in his throat and coughed twice, "Then should I... be honored?" He lowered his eyes and could see her white face and pretty facial features. The two small him were clearly reflected in his eyes, which were as clear as morning dew. It was not the first time they were so close, but it was the first time Yan Wanwan took the initiative. Yan Zheng's heart became restless because of this cognition, and the craze rushed from his heart, tightening his throat.

Yan Wanwan laughed as she heard this, "Of course. Maybe my father loves me, so he sent you to me, right?"

Yan Zheng didn't say anything. He looked at her with clear eyebrows and eyes. He raised his hand to purse the hair on her cheek behind his ears. His movements were intimate and natural, as if he had done it thousands of times. In fact, he had done it many times.

"Didn't your husband say that he has something to do, why did he come back suddenly?" Yan Wanwan looked at his expression and knew that she would not be home at night had probably been revealed, so she asked with a smile on her eyes.

She probably guessed that someone told him about Kong Xian coming to Chunzhi Pavilion. He was concerned about Kong Xian's birth in a brothel, and he might have cared about Shao Yu behind Kong Xian. Then he rushed back, but he didn't expect to pounce on Kong. She was negligent today. She thought he should be too busy to care about her these days, but she expected that he would come back because of this.

If Yan Wanwan was not moved in his heart, it was fake. When he thought of the fact that he fanned her every night to cool her down, something seemed to have fallen quietly in one part of his heart.
Chapter completed!