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

Chapter 54 054: Mrs. Rong reminded that
After Su Yang returned home, the anger that had risen in his heart had nowhere to escape, so he threw his bag on the sofa and went straight to the bathroom.

An hour later, when Su Yang came out of the bathroom, the feeling of desolation in the bedroom rushed over her face, making her feel a little uncomfortable in her heart.

Without worrying too much about this matter, Su Yang turned off the light, lifted the quilt and fell asleep directly.

But after tossing and turning many times, there was still no drowsiness. Su Yang felt a little irritable in his heart. He sat up again and was about to go out to drink water when Wen Jian's footsteps suddenly sounded outside the room.

gradually get closer.

Su Yang knew that it was him who came back.

Before he could react, the door was pulled open, and Su Yang's embarrassed look just slammed into the man's deep ink-like eyes.

"Why are you back?" Su Yang quickly regained his senses, the panic in his eyes faded for a moment, and he asked with a hint of coolness.

"I don't go home at night, is it possible that I sleep on the street?" The man looked at her amusingly.

"Didn't you pick up your childhood sweetheart?"

Rong Zhan raised his brows and approached her slowly, with obvious playfulness in his low tone: "Huh? Mrs. Rong is... jealous?"

"It's not enough to be jealous, I just want to remind President Rong that you are married now, and your childhood sweetheart is also a public figure. If you are photographed by someone who cares, and make a big fuss, I will inevitably be involved. This kind of scandal is troublesome. "

Her tone was very cold, like an outsider who was kindly reminding him.

"Ni Sangwan and I are just friends."

Su Yang was keenly aware of the address he addressed to her, and added her surname.

"Friends are very good. They are more stable than husband and wife relationships, and they won't fly away from each other when disaster strikes." Xingmu swept over him lightly, turned and walked to the edge of the bed: "You don't need to explain anything to me, our marriage is inherently Without an emotional foundation, it is naturally inferior to your childhood sweetheart relationship, but I hope Mr. Rong will not forget his status as a married person, just pay attention to the sense of proportion in everything."

As soon as the voice fell, a long black shadow covered her, an arm passed through her waist, and in the next instant, the willow waist was full of hands, and the strong chest with the ancient wood and agarwood collided with her beautiful back.

Su Yang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly, a bouquet of elegant and beautiful champagne roses appeared in front of him, and a hoarse and mellow male voice also flowed from the earlobe.

"Well, what Mrs. Rong taught is."

Su Yang's heart froze slightly, and calmly said, "I don't dare to teach you a lesson, just a reminder."

"Well, Mrs. Rong reminded me."

"...What does this flower mean?"

"Does it look good? It's the first time I bought this thing, and I don't know much about it. The lady boss recommended it, saying it's the most suitable for my wife." Rong Zhan put his chin on her shoulder and said seriously.

The dimly lit room was silent, and the sound of their breathing lingered and staggered.

His words flowed into her heart like a clear spring in summer, sweet and sweet.

"Don't like it? Then throw it away..." Seeing that she had not responded, Rong Zhan frowned, and was about to throw the flower away.

Su Yang quickly took the flower with his eyes and hands, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but lift up: "No, I don't like it..."

"That's what you like?"

"Thank you."

This is not the first time she has collected flowers. In the past, Tao Anwen and Li Chengnian had given her flowers on her birthday or certain festivals, but those flower collection moments were completely different from now.

She might have felt happy before, but now, seeing this bouquet of champagne roses, her heart was enveloped in a sweet pink scent, which she couldn't pull away for a long time.

"Are you still angry now?"

Rong Zhan raised his beautiful Yuanshan eyebrows, turned her body around, and her clean and beautiful plain face was reflected in his black eyes with a clear smile.

"I am not angry."

Su Yang raised his eyes and explained seriously, but he was staring at him a little unnaturally, with a suspicious blush on his cheeks, and changed the topic: "So...you didn't pick up Ni Sangwan?"

"I let Qin Yu go there."

In fact, Ni Sangwan said that he was skeptical about the driver's drinking, but because of the love of growing up together, he did not directly expose her.

She half-drooped her eyes, her eyelashes fluttered gently, and under the dim floor lamp, her pretty face smudged in red looked more delicate and moving, and her white collarbone was graceful.

She was wearing a white silk nightgown with suspenders. Through the fabric, the man's full fingertips seemed to be able to touch the delicate and soft skin.

The dark pupils were covered with turbidity, the Adam's apple rolled gently, the slender fingers hooked her chin lightly, and she lowered her head and kissed her lips.

Su Yang's heart trembled, the hand holding the bouquet couldn't help tightening, and his whole body was softly attached to him.

The bouquet was spaced between the two of them. When Rong Zhan held her in his arms, he seemed to be stabbed by a flower, causing her to 'his' in pain. Rong Zhan frowned slightly and glanced at the bouquet of flowers.

Just now I felt happy that my wife had been coaxed by this bunch of flowers, but now I feel that this bunch of flowers is a bit redundant, so I simply grabbed the bunch of flowers and threw them aside.

"Hey……"

Su Yang looked at the bunch of flowers just thrown away, feeling a little distressed for no reason, and subconsciously wanted to pull away to pick them up.

But just after the body left, he wrapped his arms around her waist again and pressed her back, his lips were covered with coolness again, and a hoarse male voice murmured in his ears: "It's not too late to pick her up tomorrow."

It's night, thick and hazy...

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The next morning, Su Yang was woken up by a phone call from Zhuang Jiao, and when he looked at the time, he realized that it was already nine o'clock.

When she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, the pain in her waist made her frown, and the picture of the rain last night flashed in her mind. She bit her lower lip and scolded Rong Zhan secretly in her heart.

After a simple wash, put on black knitted irregular collar and short sleeves, with a pair of blue high-waisted denim, with a slender waist showing a small section, a little sexy in the intellectual, wavy hair falling on the shoulders, beautiful face Wearing minimalist makeup.

He picked out a pair of low-key and simple earrings and put them on. After looking in the mirror, he felt the same and walked out of the bedroom with a black handbag.

"Madam, are you awake, is breakfast still hot?"

"Well, it's hot."

Su Yang simply drank two mouthfuls of porridge, and because of the time constraints, she responded casually, wiping the corners of her mouth, and when she was about to leave, she found that Sister-in-law Luo was holding a transparent vase with a vase on it that Rong Zhan bought last night. The bouquet of champagne roses for her.

"This flower..."

She was obviously stunned. She was so anxious just now that she forgot about the flower.

"Mister gave it to me, let me find a nice vase to put it on. It should be bought for your wife." Sister Luo smiled naively and held up the vase: "What do you think of this vase, Madam? I have no vision. , I don't know if it looks good or not."

Su Yang stared at the bouquet of elegant and picturesque roses, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, and nodded: "Well, it's pretty."

"Where does the lady think this flower is more suitable?"

Su Yang thought for a while: "Just put it next to the magnolia bottle with peach branches in the basement!"

(End of this chapter)