After marrying a wealthy family, I just want to start a career[Transmigration Book]

Ning An blushed for no reason at the natural intimacy in these words, he smiled subtly: "Don't panic, don't panic, you two talk first."

Before he finished speaking, he was hugged tightly by Feng Yun.

Warm breath brushed past his ears, his voice was low, rustling very sexy: "You have two choices, one is to cooperate with me in acting obediently, the other is..." He squeezed his palm, as if It's also a little hard to say: "One is the one who is kissed by me here in front of everyone, without acting!"

Ning An turned to look at him in disbelief, and it took him a while to realize that he was being threatened.

With a harmless smile on Feng Yun's handsome face, he was looking at him tenderly.

Seeing that he looked at him silently, he softened his voice, half coaxing and half threatening: "What are you talking about, baby? I can't hear clearly without glasses."

As he spoke, his eyelashes drooped, as if full of tenderness.

His fingers gently rubbed his lips, as if he was about to kiss him in the next moment: "Say it again, let me listen? Huh?"

This fucking beast in clothes, a gentle scum?

Ning An looked at his exquisite eyebrows and eyes, his gentle smile, and his expression of serious waiting with a smile on his face, and his nerves tensed for a while.

This is really... Everyone in the world knows that you are passionate, but I only know that you are a beast!But I have nothing to say!

He turned his head in despair: "We are in a hurry to bridal chamber, in a hurry..."

As he spoke, he couldn't help stuttering, his voice became smaller and smaller, his face became redder and redder, and his head hung lower and lower...

I just wish I could find a wall and crash into my death!

At this moment, he had already woken up from Feng Yun's threat, and realized that he had been fooled belatedly.

Thinking about it, how could he kiss him?He should be afraid to avoid him!

He should have complied with his words at that time, kissed him directly, and scared the crap out of him!

But it was too late to react at this moment, he had already fallen into other people's tricks, and had already lost the opportunity.

Still don't know why Feng Yun laughed at him in his heart?

Ning An was extremely frustrated, he lowered his head and stopped talking, a chuckle came from the opposite side, and it was Chu Yayan who couldn't hold back.

Not to mention Chu Yayan, even Li Yuanshu's eyes showed some subtle expressions.

Liu Qing suppressed a smile and teased Chu Yunhe: "Let them go quickly, they are young, how can they listen to your old man's nagging at this time? Didn't anyone worry about the bridal chamber?"

Huazhi couldn't help laughing as she spoke, trembling wildly.

Chu Yunhe snorted that his nose was not his nose, his eyes were not his eyes, and he couldn't hold back his smile.

Feng Yun had already dragged Ning An into his dilapidated second-hand jeep and started the car.

Ning An still hasn't recovered from the embarrassing atmosphere. He sat in the co-pilot with his head downcast and didn't say a word.

Feng Yun gave him a sideways glance, and couldn't help laughing out loud. The laughter was low-pitched and sweet, but it made Ning An's heart burn.

He glared fiercely from embarrassment, and the corners of his eyes blushed because of embarrassment: "Are you thick-skinned or not? You like to act like a pervert in front of your elders and children. Why do you want to drag me?"

Feng Yun saw that he was like an annoyed cat, tentatively wanting to stretch its claws, he couldn't help but find it even more amused: "Why are you in such a hurry to bridal chamber?"

Ning An wanted to beat him: "You are the one who hurt me!"

"Oh," Feng Yun drove the car calmly: "If I tell you to die, will you die?"

"Death will drag you down!" Ning An retorted.

Feng Yun hooked the corners of his lips: "Look, we always have to act. Act more naturally, so that we don't have to be so tired of acting in the future. Once and for all, that's great."

Ning An always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't refute it. He turned his head angrily and looked out the window.

The phone vibrated in his bag, he picked it up, and Ning Hao was on the opposite side: "Brother, have you guys gone home?"

Ning Hao called just after we left, and Ning An was a little curious: "Already on the way?"

"Brother, I want to ask you something," Ning Hao said, "Do you know what the relationship between the Feng family and the Chu family is?"

Ning An understood: "Did Xiu Dian ask you to inquire?"

Ning Hao answered

Thinking of Feng Yun's evaluation of Luo Xiudian, Ning An felt a little uncomfortable: "I don't know, and I don't have much interest in these things."

Ning laughed: "Brother, why don't you inquire about it? Xiu Dian said that if you can get in touch with the Chu family, it will be of great help to the Luo family's business."

Ning An was silent for a while, and said, "Okay, I'll try, but it might not work."

Ning Hao said sweetly: "Thank you brother."

Ning An picked up the line, he was not familiar with the road here, and just wanted to ask Feng Yun if he was coming soon.

Feng Yun had already opened his mouth: "Is your old lover so impatient?"

Ning An lowered his head and put his phone down: "Be careful what you say, Luo Xiudian is my brother's boyfriend."

Feng Yun seemed to chuckle lightly: "Do you like Luo Xiudian because of his money?"

"What?" Ning An looked at him suspiciously, thinking he had heard wrong.

Feng Yun didn't speak any more, and looked at Lu intently, without any expression of disdain or sarcasm on his face, very indifferent.

It seemed that it was just a casual greeting, with no other meaning.

Ning An frowned and stared at him for a while: "I also have a question to ask you, what is the relationship between you and the Chu family?"

Feng Yun's expression turned cold, his knuckles holding the steering wheel turned white: "Did he ask you to ask?"

Ning An didn't answer, just looked at him.

Feng Yun sneered: "I have nothing to do with them, even if there is any relationship, it's none of your business, don't forget your identity, do you really think you have the right to meddle in my affairs?"

Ning An looked at him and smiled coldly: "Look, you answered for me. I like Luo Xiudian, and it's none of your business. You have no right to meddle in mine."

Before the words were finished, the car speeded up suddenly, and he was thrown into the seat, and he let out an exclamation in fright.

"Fuck! Are you crazy?" Ning An cursed through gritted teeth.

Feng Yun's face was condensed, his eyes were cold, and he let him vent without saying a word, like a cedar tree covered in ice and snow, silent but full of strength.

Forget it, Ning An pursed her lips and made trouble with him, what's the point?

Feng Yun's home is on the sixth floor, this is Ning An's first visit, and he will live here with Feng Yun in the next year or two.

In an ordinary multi-storey house, the sixth floor is already the top floor.

Unlike other floors where there are two households on the first floor, there is only one household on the sixth floor.

Next to it is a large platform, separated by an iron gate. Clotheslines are stretched across the platform, which looks very lifelike.

The decoration of the house is very simple, with a touch of gray as the base tone, clean and tidy, a two-family apartment, the living room is connected to the balcony, spacious and bright.

Feng Yun pushed open a door: "Your room."

Ning An looked inside, the room was very spacious, with desk, bed, wardrobe, everything that should be there, and there was a wedding photo of him and Feng Yun hanging above the bed.

When he saw the finished product for the first time, he took a serious look and said thank you.

Feng Yun added: "This is my former study. I was in a hurry and I couldn't clean it up properly. You live in it first, and you can add anything that is lacking."

This room is much more spacious than Ning An's room in Ning's house, the windows are bright and clean, and the ventilation is also good.

Although it can't be compared with the home he grew up in, he is also very satisfied.

Both of them seemed to have forgotten the unpleasantness in the car, Ning An hurriedly expressed his thanks: "That's enough, thank you."

While talking, he took off his coat casually, then raised his head slightly, tore off his tie, squatted down and pulled over the suitcase standing against the wall.

This was brought back by Feng Yun when he went to Ning's house to help him move it back, and it contained some of his most commonly used things in daily life.

For others who are not in a hurry, he plans to move slowly by himself in the future.

Feng Yun leaned against the door to look at him, and was very polite: "Do you need help?"

Ning An said lightly: "No need. But..."

He stood up, took out the red envelope that Liu Qing gave him from his bag, and handed it over.

Feng Yun didn't answer: "It's for you, you take it, and I have it too."

Ning An shook his head: "I can't take it, we are not real..."

"Is it for real?" Feng Yun asked.

"Of course," Ning An replied naturally, taking out what he was used to hearing from his parents since he was a child: "If it's true, it means husband and wife, what's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours, so naturally You're welcome."

As he spoke, he forced the red envelope into Feng Yun's arms. Feng Yun looked at the red envelope in his arms and didn't refuse.

Holding the thick red envelope, he was silent for a while and said, "I'll take a shower first, call me if you need anything."

"Okay, thank you." Ning An lowered his head and answered casually.

"By the way, what did you mean when you asked Li Yuanshu to let you go in the church?" Feng Yun asked again.

Ning An raised his head: "He probably regards me as a rival in love, and there is some conflict at work."

"He targeted you? Make you unable to get along in the circle?" Feng Yun asked.

Ning An hurriedly waved his hands: "That's not the case, it's just..."

He smiled: "But didn't you tell him our real situation? Anyway, we are innocent, maybe he figured it out by himself."

Feng Yun looked at his smile, but the emotion in his eyes became heavy.

He didn't explain anything, but instead asked, "That's why you took the job in the bridal shop?"

"Yes," Ning An put the clothes in the closet, "After all, I also have to eat, so what if I don't work? The serious work is gone, and I don't have to choose a wild way."

"Then why didn't you tell me then?" Feng Yun said, "You can tell me."

"Heh..." Ning An chuckled and didn't say anything.

Feng Yun thought that what he said that day was really too much, so he also fell silent.

Ning An put away his clothes, picked up the suitcase, and prepared to put it on top of the closet.

The wardrobe is a bit high, and he stood on tiptoe, with some difficulty in his movements.

Feng Yun walked over in silence, stuck to him from behind, reached out to lift his box, and put it on it easily.

He lowered his eyelashes and saw the little twists in his black hair, round and clear, very well-behaved.

They were very close, and the temperature and smell of his body gently drilled into his clothes and soaked him.

The box was already put away, Ning An turned around and smiled sincerely: "Thank you.

Then he pointed to a corner and asked, "Can I put a bookshelf here?"

"Of course, your own room is up to you." Feng Yun replied.

Ning An became happy, her brows and eyes curled up, and the pear dimples on the corners of her lips opened, like a piece of snow melting quietly, and the spring blossoms: "Thank you."

Thank you, thank you again, many thanks...

The distance between them was very close, one lowered the other and the other raised their heads. Their smiles were so bright that they caught off guard and illuminated Feng Yun's eyes.

Feng Yun looked at him condescendingly, and could see the delicate collarbone under his shirt, and two small light brown moles juxtaposed in the deep depression of the collarbone.

Those two moles were very small, on the porcelain white skin, it added a touch of style, and also erased the coldness of alienation, adding a touch of tenderness.

He remembered that day in "SOSO", the big red twig roses in his collarbone, compared with such gorgeousness, such shallow tenderness seemed to touch people's hearts more.

He looked at his smile and thought, this person is actually quite coaxable.

There were some scattered things on the table that hadn't been tidied up. Ning An went over and opened a jewelry box.

There are many things inside, yellow, white and shiny, dazzling people's eyes under the light.

He took off the wedding ring, pressed it into a ring holder, and snapped the lid shut.

Feng Yun looked at him, a little puzzled: "How did you pick it?"

Ning An put the box in the drawer: "Just wear it when you meet the elders."

"What if you forget?" Feng Yun asked, with an orderly tone unconsciously: "You must wear it."

Ning An sat without moving.

Feng Yun narrowed his eyes: "Or, are you afraid that you will reveal your married status, so it's not convenient for you to find a family?"

This person is really... Ning An's milk is fierce: "What's the matter with you?"

Feng Yun confirmed his guilt: "Look, look, are you guilty?"

Ning An opened the box with a snap, put on the wedding ring, and then picked out four rings angrily, two with halos and two with diamonds.

He added another diamond ring to his ring finger, two on his index finger, and one on his thumb.

Provocatively, she stretched out her hand in front of Feng Yun and shook it: "Isn't it beautiful?"

There were five rings on that hand, but it didn't feel vulgar, on the contrary, it looked more and more slender and pale.

It is a pair of hands suitable for wearing jewelry.

Feng Yun grabbed that hand, rolled down the rest of the rings, and raised the corners of his lips: "Mei, set up a stage, and you can sing on stage when you are old."