Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 750: Don’t listen to the nonsense of singles!
The man's hot breath sprayed in her ears with the refreshing fragrance of pine, and An Yan couldn't help but feel palpitations in her heart.

She gritted her teeth and said nothing, fearing that she would be soft-hearted and forgive this bitch.

I raised my hand and pushed him, but he couldn't push him.

When An Yan got angry, she pushed the man away with all her strength, then continued walking out without saying a word.

Zhan Mochen didn't dare to force her to make her angry, so he had to hold flowers and gifts and follow her with a low eyebrow.

As a result, An Yan realized something was wrong as soon as she walked out of the study.

The corridor on the second floor has normal lighting, but downstairs there is only darkness.

But it's not really pitch black. There are warm yellow candles dancing in the darkness, like streaks of light in the dark night. Just looking at it makes people feel good.

An Yan took a closer look and saw that the light source was coming from the restaurant.

The dining table was re-covered with exquisite tablecloths, noble and elegant silver candlesticks, warm and romantic red wine, exquisite dinner plates and attractively colored dinners.

In total darkness, the atmosphere is ambiguous yet warm and romantic.

An Yan was slightly surprised and looked back at Zhan Mochen.

In addition to sending flowers and gifts, this man also prepared a candlelight dinner at home. Has his romantic talent been upgraded overnight?
Zhan Mochen met her slightly questioning eyes and smiled fondly and explained: "I know you don't like steak, so I made shrimp cakes and pasta, grilled bacon and baked lobster... all from you. Like food.”

An Yan's eyes flashed.

Not only did he prepare a candlelight dinner, he also cooked it himself.

For a man like Zhan Mochen, who was strong and proud to the core, this was already lowering his stature and doing his best to please her.

He has never been so kind to anyone, right?

It is estimated that even Mr. Zhan may have never eaten the food he cooked.

An Yan was suddenly moved, and her inner persistence wavered for a moment.

But this touch was quickly suppressed by her.

This stinky man!
I would rather put down my body and try to make peace with her in all kinds of tricks than tell her the truth of the whole matter openly and honestly.

Doesn't he understand that what she wants is not flowers and gifts at all, nor a romantic candlelight dinner, but just his honesty?

In the final analysis, he still didn't trust her, and he didn't believe that she was someone who could face everything with him hand in hand.

In his heart, she is just a little woman who needs his protection. She can be fooled and concealed. After that, she just needs to be coaxed.

An Yan tugged her lips lightly at herself, ignored Zhan Mochen, and continued walking downstairs.

But instead of walking to the restaurant as Zhan Mochen expected, she went directly back to the guest room and closed the door.

Zhan Mochen chased him to the door of the guest room, saw the closed door, and realized that everything he had done tonight was in vain.

He rubbed his brows, feeling a little troubled.

Why are little women so difficult to coax?

Not to mention being moved to tears by him, at least he should have been touched. Why did his attitude become even colder?

Zhan Mochen walked around the door a few times with his long legs, and finally gritted his teeth and turned the door handle.

Then...it didn't turn...

An Yan locked the door from the inside!

Zhan Mochen frowned for a moment, then turned around and got the key without hesitation.

The door opened, and there was no one in the room. Only the sound of rushing water came from the bathroom.

As a normal married man with good physical and mental health, Zhan Mochen only glanced at the closed bathroom door after being a vegetarian for so many days. He vaguely caught a glimpse of An Yan's silhouette, and immediately felt that the blood in his body was boiling and screaming.

There were no thoughts in his mind, only Zhang Zhihuan's words kept echoing in his mind.

Fights at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed... isn't that how it should be between husband and wife?
Ten minutes later, An Yan came out wrapped in a bathrobe.

The woman who had been fumigated by hot water had fair skin and rosy skin, and her delicate face was flushed, like a fresh and small peach.

The long hair that was wet and spread over her shoulders and the slender legs exposed under the bathrobe made her look like a seductive seductress. The perfect combination of purity and charm in her body was enough to make any man lose his mind.

What's more, he is a man who is legally married to her.

Zhan Mochen's eyes dimmed and his Adam's apple rolled violently for a moment. Before An Yan could scream, he transformed into a wolf and pounced on the person, picked him up and threw him on the bed.

An Yan's shocked scream was swallowed directly before she could even leave her mouth.

"Zhan Mochen, let me go!"

An Yan took advantage of the gap to breathe and yelled angrily, struggling fiercely with her hands and feet.

But her little strength is like scratching an itch in front of a man who is determined to use force.

And her struggle didn't last long. Her body softened before her heart, and she responded directly to the man's deliberate provocation.

Zhan Mochen was overjoyed and hugged him even more forcefully: "Yan Yan, I miss you so much..."

"Um..."

An Yan wanted to accuse and refute, but her body was out of control.

It didn't take long for her to be completely immersed in the man's unrelenting entanglement.

As the night got darker, after everything calmed down, An Yan lay on the man's solid chest with weak hands and feet, and the man's strong arms still held her waist tightly.

Zhan Mochen was happy both physically and mentally, looking at the little woman lying in his arms with a still unfinished expression on his face, reluctant to sleep.

But he also knew that he went a little too far tonight, and if he messed with her again, she would probably fall out on the spot.

"Yanyan, good night." Zhan Mochen kissed her face and removed the darkness from his eyes.

An Yan was too lazy to move or speak, looking as if she had been eaten dry and wiped clean and let him go.

Zhan Mochen was in a better mood and fell asleep holding An Yan contentedly.

Early the next morning, Zhan Mochen opened his eyes and subconsciously went to look for people around him, but suddenly felt that his arms were empty.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the little woman who slept in his arms last night was gone.

"Yan Yan? Yan Yan?"

Zhan Mochen opened his eyes and searched upstairs and downstairs for several times but didn't see An Yan.

He had a bad premonition and quickly called An Yan, but was hung up as soon as he got through.

I called and hung up again, and the answer was simply "The number you dialed is unavailable."

He was blocked by Anyan!
Zhan Mochen stood in the empty living room and suddenly realized that after a night's sleep, things seemed to be more serious than before.

What about the couple who agreed to fight at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed?
As expected, you can’t listen to nonsense from singles!
Zhan Mochen entered the company in an air-conditioned condition, ready to settle the score with Zhang Zhihuan, a single man, but was told that the vice president had flown abroad early in the morning.

The anger has nowhere to spread.

The senior executives of Zhanyi Group finally saw what the ultimate anger of the president was today, and they were beaten with shame by Zhan Mochen all day long.

After finally getting off work, the senior executives rushed to leave, and no one stayed to work overtime.

Zhan Mochen was full of irritability and sat alone in the office until it was almost dark, but he received a call from Teacher Li, the head teacher of the three children.

"Hello, are you An Chenchen's parent? Your three children are still waiting for you at school. Please pick them up as soon as possible."

Zhan Mochen:......

(End of this chapter)