Reborn Wife: President Gao Leng Buy One Get One Free

When Secretary Zhang heard that, he was immediately discouraged, bent down and said, "Young master, this subordinate is wrong."

Rong Bo was looking at the empty front of the hospital with his big watery eyes, raised the corners of his mouth in a good mood, and murmured: "It seems that I will have a mother soon."

Nine Mile Courtyard, the most expensive villa in F City, none of them.

The helicopter landed directly on the lawn where there was no end in sight.

Rong Zhehao hugged An Si and quickly walked towards the bedroom. He had never felt that 3 minutes was so hard, even the distance from the living room to the bedroom was a luxury.

In the pure black bedroom, thick curtains blocked all the sunlight outside the window, leaving only a huge crystal lamp on the roof.

Rong Zhehao put her on the big soft bed, lifted the cup that wrapped her, her gaze was fixed on the flushed little face, and she bit her lower lip slightly.

Rong Zhehao bowed his head and kissed An Si's lips, the fatal softness made people want to stop.

An Si seemed to have found a cool spot, wrapping his hands around his neck.

He intensified the kiss.

An Si seemed dissatisfied, and moaned, "Idiot..." she complained.

When Rong Zhehao heard this, his face turned a little cold.

"Are you conscious?" He suddenly realized a question and asked with a cold face.

An Si opened her eyes slightly, and looked at the person in front of her. She only felt that her whole body was hot and wanted to release it as soon as possible, but the man in front of her was whimpering endlessly, as if impatient, she was about to get up.

"What are you doing?" Rong Zhehao asked.

"You can't, I'll just find someone else." An Si said as he struggled to get up, but he pushed him back to the bed.

"No? I'll let you know soon if it's okay." Rong Zhehao clenched his back molars, he just wanted to tear the woman in front of him into pieces.

Without saying much, he lowered his head and kissed An Si's lips again, blocking her thoughts.

"Woman, remember, I'm Rong Zhehao." He stubbornly wanted her to remember his name.

When An Si heard that, he mustered all his strength to make him turn over, and sat on his body, "What are you doing?" She lost consciousness and waved her hand.

"Say my name." He supported An Si's head with one hand and said softly.

"Huh?" An Si groaned, eager to get closer to him.

"Just say my name and I'll give it to you." Rong Zhehao resisted his desire.

An Si's charming eyes slightly opened, and her red lips parted slightly, "Rong Zhehao."

He heard it, smiled, and gently kissed her ear, neck, sexy collarbone, all the way down...

The two of them had a sleepless night, and the room was beautiful.

It wasn't until dawn that Rong Zhehao carried her to the bathroom to take a shower and changed her into clean pajamas before falling asleep with her in his arms.

He clearly remembered that she was blooming under him, and she cried and begged him to let her go, but he just refused to let her go easily, until she fainted, and then he gave up.

The next night, An Si woke up slowly, and when he moved, he felt as if his whole body was falling apart, and he could not help but cry out in pain.

"You're awake." Rong Zhehao said.

An Si looked at the man next to him in surprise, he clearly remembered that it was the man driving the helicopter, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh... Various memories rushed into his mind.

They fell asleep, yes, they fell asleep, she rubbed her forehead and sighed.

"Remember?" Rong Zhehao asked.

"Mr. President, we are all adults, we just take what we need." An Si pretended to be stupid, and leaned back against the head of the bed, her lazy aura fascinated the eyes, and her soft eyes exuded a seductive aura .

Rong Zhehao suddenly leaned forward and said, "Don't you remember that you were so enthusiastic yesterday?"

An Si thought about it, and couldn't help sighing, yes, what he said was true.

"Please take care of me for the rest of my life, Mrs. Rong." Rong Zhehao said suddenly, successfully attracting An Si's attention.

"Mrs. Rong?" An Si was confused, but his eyes were focused on the two small blood-red notebooks in his hands, on which were written the three large characters of marriage certificate.

Boom... An Si felt that the blood in her whole body was flowing backwards, rushing to her brain, she opened it with stiff limbs, and it was the names of herself and Rong Zhehao, only the photos were missing.

After thinking about it for three seconds, she realized that something was wrong, and retorted: "No, what do you do without my household registration book? Besides, the Civil Affairs Bureau is not opened by your family. Is this marriage certificate fake? Also, I'm only 20, not even legally old enough to marry."

Rong Zhehao sneered and said, "Mrs. Rong, no one can hinder what I want to do." He is proud, he is frivolous, but he has capital.

"My account book, you..."

An Si saw the crimson notebook he was holding in his hand, and the page headed by the householder was still An Xingyan's name. She knew clearly that her name was on the next two pages, so she couldn't help but widen her eyes and said, "Why don't you Got it?"

Rong Zhehao only smiled mysteriously.

"Dinglingling..." An Si's cell phone rang in his trouser pocket.

Rong Zhehao thoughtfully brought her to the bedside.

An Si glanced at the name on the phone screen, it was An Xingyan, and she connected: "Hello?" There was a little impatience in her tone.

"Smelly girl, where are you? Who did you conspire with? Look at what you did." An Xingyan cursed.

"What... what's wrong?" All kinds of violent images of Rong Zhehao's subordinates emerged in An Si's mind, such as the bomb blowing up An's family and so on.

"What kind of people did you find to take away the household registration book last night?" An Xingyan almost exploded.

Last night a group of people appeared and took him hostage. He thought he was a burglar, but those people held guns and asked him where his household registration book was, which made him ashamed. He thought he would have to ask him for the password of his safe anyway. After much deliberation, only An Si can do such a thing.

An Si inadvertently listened to what his father said behind him, and stared dumbfounded at this handsome and shining man in front of him, is he so simple?so rough?So awesome?
"Mrs. Rong, I fully respect your wishes and choose a time to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to make up photos." Rong Zhehao said shockingly again.

Hearing this, An Si sneered and said, "I became a married woman without my consent. Is this called fully respecting my wishes?" The blackness at the bottom of his eyes gradually blurred.

Rong Zhehao nodded, blinked his huge eyes, and said, "Mrs. Rong, this is already the biggest concession."

After he finished speaking, he got up and walked to the bathroom.

An Si didn't shy away from it, she stared straight at his naked body, eight-pack abs, strong arms, everything was perfect, and suddenly, she smiled.

Thinking about it, he can cover the sky with one hand, the Civil Affairs Bureau will come to the door in person, and he can even give himself the name of Mrs. Rong when he is not yet married. His strength is beyond what he can think of.

"I'm very happy, my figure can satisfy you." Rong Zhehao smiled charmingly, but he was very confused in his heart.

The woman in front of me had a cool aura and a calm appearance. When she was assassinated, she didn't scream, panic, or even move in the slightest. She had an alluring face, a sexy stunner, and every gesture exuded flirtatious.

Hesitating slightly, Rong Zhehao took out the medicine box and took out the cotton wool to clean the wound on An Si's neck.

The disinfectant touched the wound, and the pain made her frown.

Rong Zhehao glanced at her and said, "I know it hurts, so don't be brave next time." His tone was full of distress.

An Si nodded and said yes, still unmoved.

There was silence in the air.

An Si suddenly said, "When will you get divorced? Have you had enough fun?" Her soft voice had an intriguing tone.

Rong Zhehao continued to do what he was doing, and remained silent, but there was a hint of sternness between his brows. After some silence, he said, "As long as I don't want to, you will always be Mrs. Rong."

An Si heard this, nodded, and accepted the fact.

"Don't resist?" Rong Zhehao imagined thousands of ways for this woman to refuse after waking up, but he didn't expect her to be calm.

"So far, I don't hate you." An Si replied.

The four eyes met, and there was silence in the air.

Suddenly, Rong Zhehao smiled, and stretched out his big hand to steal a scent on her red lips, feeling warm in his heart, but within less than twelve hours, he seemed to feel that his life was complete.

An Si's ears turned red instantly, and his cool eyes stared at him, thinking about something in his heart.

"Your room is too ugly." She looked around, and there was nothing but black.

"You can change it." Rong Zhehao said while wearing a nightgown, and then tied the belt around his waist casually.

Dangdang... There was a knock on the bedroom door.

"Sir, dinner is ready." Respectful voice.

"Okay." Rong Zhehao responded, turned and walked towards An Si, peeled off the broken hair on her forehead with his big hands, and said softly, "Go and eat something."

An Si nodded, but said in embarrassment: "You can't go down naked, can you?"

He nodded, opened the bedside box, took out the home clothes inside and handed them to her, saying: "There are no women's clothes at home, I bought them now, try them on."

An Si opened the dress, and she clearly saw two stacks of half-meter-high boxes in the corner of the bedroom, all of which were women's clothes, and there were all kinds of exquisite small boxes beside the clothes. I know that it is the cosmetics of the top ten brands in the world.

Reluctantly raised her forehead, "Rong Zhehao, have you emptied the cosmetics store and clothing store?" She couldn't laugh or cry, she was really flattered.

When Rong Zhehao heard about it, he glanced at those clothes boxes, and said indifferently: "The next door is your cloakroom, go and see it later."

Um?cloakroom?An Si seemed to hear something great, and looked at Rong Zhehao earnestly.

"Rong Zhehao, how much money do you have?"

Rong Zhehao heard this, frowned, thought carefully, and then said very sincerely: "There are countless, but I will give you whatever you like."

"Give it all to me?" An Si exclaimed, "My daily consumption is very high, tens of thousands a day can't stop."

"It's okay, it's fine to keep you for a few lifetimes." Rong Zhehao still had a dark face, but put on shoes for her considerately.