The male god is on the left, the warm man is on the right

Zhang Zhenyang was taken aback, and subconsciously hugged the bag in his hand tightly, but the purpose of the person in front of him was not there.

"Sister Man, why are you here?" Zhang Zhenyang smiled awkwardly.

Sister Man snorted coldly, pulled Zhang Zhenyang into the room, and then asked, "What's going on with you?"

"That's what happened." Zhang Zhenyang said with a guilty conscience, sticking out his tongue at the same time.

Sister Man became a little anxious all of a sudden, pulled the handbag from Zhang Zhenyang's hand, and said, "That's what happened? Zhang Zhenyang, I gave you a face recently, didn't I? Are you not paying attention to me now? Are you in? Are you so presumptuous that you can stay out all night?"

In the past, Zhang Zhenyang, even if he was a philanderer, changed to a different woman every day, he was never as presumptuous as he is now.

Sometimes she really wonders if the Zhang Zhenyang in front of her is real?

Zhang Zhenyang opened his mouth innocently, blinking his pitiful big eyes, "This was an accident, what an accident, Sister Man, don't be angry."

"Angry? Do you still know I'm angry? I sent you home last night, and you were already at the door, but you ran away with me. If your babysitter hadn't called me and told me that you hadn't come back all night, I I didn't know you had such great ability!"

As Sister Man said, she reached out and touched her chest, expressing that she was very angry.

Zhang Zhenyang can also see that Sister Man is very angry now.

For an artist, bad negative news is the beginning of all deception, followed by the result of not being popular.

Zhang Zhenyang is an artist brought out by her Wang Man, no matter what, it cannot be ruined like this.

Zhang Zhenyang put down the bag in his hand softly, put his hands on Sister Man's shoulders, and said in a flattering tone, "Sister Man, I really know I was wrong, I won't do it next time, please forgive me Just once. Okay?"

The last sentence still had a nasal sound, Sister Man gave Zhang Zhenyang a helpless look, and then said, "This is not an example."

Of course, it's not an example, he doesn't encounter cold sun every night, and even if he does, he won't be taken away by cold sun every time!

It should be that I won't be so unlucky!

Zhang Zhenyang squeezed Sister Man's shoulder flatteringly, and then said, "I knew you were the best, Sister Man, and I like you the most, okay~"

Gazing at the man, Sister Man said, "Stop flattering, the matter between me and you is not over yet."

Haven't you forgiven yourself already?What else is there?Zhang Zhenyang looked at Sister Man suspiciously.

"Just now, why did you come back with Leng Zhi? Moreover, both of them are still in such a mess!"

From the moment he entered the door, he could smell the fishy smell on Zhang Zhenyang's body, and he seemed to have seen something similar to aquatic plants on Leng Zhi's body just now.

If the two of them disagreed, they would disagree, and if they had a fight, could they fall into the water together?

Zhang Zhenyang scratched his head in embarrassment, he didn't know what to say for a while, he couldn't say that he met Leng Zhi by chance last night, and then the two went to the beach to watch the sunrise together, before that he went to catch fish, Leng Zhi thought he was drowning, so he went into the water save yourself?

No matter what you think, something is wrong.

"It's really a long story. Sister Man, I'll tell you next time. I want to take a bath. You can smell my whole body, this smell." As he said, Zhang Zhenyang deliberately kissed Sister Man. Leaning by my side.

Sister Man pushed him away in disgust, covered her nose and waved, "Hurry up and take a shower, those who didn't know thought you came back from fishing!"

Zhang Zhenyang chuckled, and then fled into the bathroom. Finally, he escaped a catastrophe!

Warm water was poured on his back, bringing comfort, Zhang Zhenyang looked at the bubbles that were rubbed out in his hands, and couldn't help but start to giggle.

Is the person who watched the sunrise with me this morning really cold?Why does he look so different from the arrogant and domineering him?

Thinking of myself sinking into the sea to catch starfish, brother Leng Zhi thought he was drowning, the nervous look, now thinking about it, I still feel a little moved!

By the way, starfish!

Zhang Zhenyang wiped the bubbles in his hand on the towel, wrapped it in a bath towel, and rushed out of the bathroom.

The handbag he just brought back was still on the side of the sofa, Zhang Zhenyang rushed over from behind the sofa, trying to turn over the sofa to check the handbag.

In my memory, I seem to have thrown the starfish in the side bag of the handbag.

The starfish must be dead if they haven't been in the water for so long, just don't stink in it.

There was a person lying on the sofa. Zhang Zhenyang was taken aback and almost didn't cry out. The little nanny who walked over with a thin blanket hurriedly motioned him to keep silent.

On the sofa, Sister Man's body was curled up into a ball, her delicate face was tightly wrinkled, and two strands of hair slipped out from her ears, covering her cherry red lips.A little raving was rescued from his mouth, it seemed that he didn't sleep very well.

The little nanny walked over and gently covered Sister Man with a blanket.

"Why is Sister Man sleeping here?" Zhang Zhenyang asked puzzled.

From the time he went to take a shower to when he came out, it took only ten minutes. Unexpectedly, Sister Man had already fallen asleep, and she was still sleeping so deeply. This speed is really scary, isn't it?

The little nanny's face was a little flushed, and her voice became much quieter, "I found out at two o'clock in the middle of the night last night that you hadn't come back, so I called Sister Man, and then she came over in a hurry, looking for you At night, I just fell asleep after watching you come back, young master!"

Zhang Zhenyang was taken aback, and looked at Sister Man, as if he saw some terrible creature.

Sister Man actually stayed up all night looking for her, her own mother didn't work so hard!

"Then don't quarrel with her, let her have a good rest? What are you staring at me for?" Zhang Zhenyang asked puzzled.

The little nanny's eyes were fixed, as if she was still swallowing her saliva, Zhang Zhenyang lowered his head and looked at himself, and immediately blushed from his neck to his ears.

Just to confirm that the starfish was in his bag, he wrapped himself in a towel and came out.

With the actions just now, the towel was already loosely pinned around his waist, and no abdominal muscles were left exposed, and he exhaled with a deadly sexy desire.

Wrapping the towel tightly in a panic, Zhang Zhenyang said nervously and angrily, "What are you looking at, don't look at it. Go back to the house!"

The little nanny blushed, turned her head every three steps, and reluctantly entered the room.

Zhang Zhenyang covered his bath towel with one hand, and began to rummage in the handbag with the other.

There was more and more sweat on his forehead, and Zhang Zhenyang began to become tense. At this time, he didn't care about the bath towels, and he put on his hands together, rummaging in the handbag for a while.

But those two starfishes just disappeared. They were obviously put in the side bag, so where did they go?

A bad thought flashed, Zhang Zhenyang shook his head desperately, forcing himself to deny this possibility.

People can decline, but they will not continue to decline forever, right?

Assistant Zhang looked at the cold forehead that had started to go crazy early in the morning, what kind of evil did he do to have such an artist on the table.

Leng Zhi on one side folded his arms around his chest, looked at the servant who was washing his car in front of him, and ordered coldly, "Wash me hard, wash it a hundred times!"

He had a fishy smell on his body, and he had bathed five times after he came back, but he could still smell it vaguely, let alone his car.

That broom star was soaked in the sea, so it's no wonder it didn't smell.

The servant poked his head out of the car, holding two sticky starfish in his hand, and asked aloud, "Young Master Leng, what should we do with this?"

Leng Zhi raised his eyes and looked over, the two starfish had been dead for a long time, emitting a stench, he frowned, "Throw it away, the farther the better."

The servant nodded, holding the starfish and going to the trash can outside, but he was stopped by Leng Zhi after only two steps, "Make a specimen for me."

Assistant Zhang hurriedly stopped him, "Mr. Leng, if you want starfish specimens, there are as many as you can find outside. The starfish are all dead, and there are no bacteria in them. You should throw them away. If you want starfish specimens, I will send someone to go to the ocean." The museum will find you the best starfish to make."

Leng Zhi shook his head, pointed at the starfish in the servant's hand, "This is it, I don't want the others."

The servant was stunned. When did Leng Shao change his hobbies? Now he likes to use dead starfish as specimens?

Seeing that the servant didn't move, Leng Zhi yelled again, "Go quickly, this thing stinks to death!"

The corner of the servant's mouth twitched, Mr. Leng, why do you keep it as a specimen since you think it stinks?

The servant walked away holding the starfish, and Leng Zhi said to Assistant Zhang next to him, "I don't want this car anymore, it's so dirty, it smells bad, and I want to see my new car parked at the door this afternoon."

After all, he gathered his coat and started to walk into the house. There seemed to be a smell on his body, and it seemed that he should take a bath again.

Assistant Zhang got into Leng Zhi's car to have a look, and was so curious, what was it that Leng Zhi said was dirty?

Last night, he didn't come back all night. He started to run away early in the morning when he got home. He took a shower and washed the car, so he almost peeled off a layer of skin.

A good car, if you say no, don't.It's really too capricious.

When Leng Zhi came out of the shower, the servant had already prepared the starfish specimen, and handed it to Leng Zhi respectfully with both hands.

Leng Zhi took a look, and found that the starfish that had been stuffed had lost that rancid smell, and the color on its body was dazzlingly bright. He thought for a while, and said, "Change the painting in the living room for me, and find someone else. Put this in the frame, and the frame needs to be made of logs."

The servant was a little embarrassed, "The painting in the living room was installed by the master, I dare not..."

"You are my servant, not his. You are so afraid of him, aren't you afraid of me?" Leng Zhi stared at the starfish in front of him and said lightly. Although his voice was small, it was enough to make people fear.

He was born with an aristocratic air.

The servant shook his head, "I'm afraid..."

"Then do as I say, otherwise, you can leave." Leng Zhi said, and lifted his feet upstairs, his wet hair refracted a little light in the air, and his sharp chin condensed a speck of light.