Ning Ruan pressed her legs straight on the sofa, biting the straw, and groaned without hesitation: "I see through it, it's boring, it's better to be a nun. When I become a nun one day, don't be surprised. Remember to come to the temple to burn incense... Donor Zhao."

"Nun? Haha." Zhao Can grabbed Ning Ruan's ankle and pulled it over, strangled her neck, and threatened: "Can you still be a nun?"

"Strange me to death, I have decided, donor Zhao please respect yourself." He still sucked the milk calmly.

Zhao Can smiled, loosened his hands, but he was still strangled, looking down at Ning Ruan sucking milk with a straw in her mouth, "What brand of milk is delicious?"

Ning Ruan nodded, "It's okay." Let go of the straw, "Do you want to drink?" He handed it to Zhao Can's mouth, Zhao Can took a sip, and Ning Ruan held the straw again, "Is it delicious?"

"How can pure milk have strawberry flavor?"

"......There is no strawberry flavor? It's because my lipstick is on the straw. Are you stupid? Do you still want to drink it? If you want it, I'll get you a bottle."

"I don't like drinking it very much. If you have a bottle, you may not finish it."

"Oh, that's half a bottle, I'll give it to you."

"Thank you." Zhao Can took it, "The strawberry-flavored pure milk is not bad."

"Drink! Drink slowly, I'm going to take a shower, remember to close the door when I leave."

"Take me away?"

"It's okay if you don't leave. If you have a guest room, you can choose whatever you want." After that, he walked into the bathroom.

Zhao Can said to the bathroom: "Ning Ruan, will you have something to do tomorrow? I'll treat you to a meal if you have nothing to do?"

"I don't have time, I'll go back to the imperial capital tomorrow."

"Return to the imperial capital?"

"Well, this time I'm taking Dong Zhen back with me."

"Oh, stepmom."

"Do you want to die? There is no stepmother, I'm just the only one."

Zhao Can smiled and shouted to the bathroom again: "Hey, Master Ning, why don't you come out in a skirt and show me."

"Sorry, I don't have a skirt in my closet." Ning Ruan lay in the bathtub, enjoying the spa, playing with bubbles, and there was a very pink girl-series nightgown hanging next to her, "Aren't you leaving?"

After drinking the milk, Zhao Can shook the bottle and stood up: "Now, then... I'll come to the imperial capital to greet you during the Spring Festival."

"Whatever you want."

"Go away."

"Let's go, you're my mother-in-law."

"Uh, that...I've taken the book for you, so I'll take less attention to this thing."

Ning Ruan laughed in the bathtub, "Acan, are you really worried that I will be a nun?"

"Yeah. Bye."

The sound of closing the door came.

Ning Ruanshu took a comfortable bath, got up after a while, wiped her body dry, put on her pink short skirt and pajamas, her long wet hair drooped down, looked at herself in the mirror, then bit her lips, and tried to slowly raise her paws, turning her claws into scissors and put her hands on her face, making her look cute.

Hey—

"I got goosebumps all over my body."

Mr. Ning was disgusted by himself, so he quickly put his hand down, quickly walked out of the bathroom and returned to the bed, tossing and turning, and it took a while to fall asleep.

The next morning, Ning Ruan took Dabao to pick up Dong Zhen and went to the imperial capital together.

All of them took Dabao to the imperial capital, mainly because Dabao was yelling to meet Mr. Ning, so he agreed.

Although Ning Ruan accepted Dong Zhen's existence, Ning Ye's aura was still---don't enter a stranger.

Along the way, Ning Ruan didn't say anything and went to bed on the plane, while Dabao gave a serious lecture to Dong Zhen and chanted Buddha's name.

Dabao is very smart. He is indeed a master of Taoism. He understands Buddhist scriptures very well. He is also a very business-minded person. This time he went to the imperial capital to meet more people through Ning Ruan.

Moreover, Dabao has gained a lot of benefits when he was Ning Ruan's young follower during this period, and he made a profit of two or three million.

...

...

Two days later at 3 pm, there were many people driving on their own tours and driving home for the Spring Festival during the winter vacation. The Highlander driven by Zhao Can was blocked on the road not long after he got on the Shanghai-Nanjing Expressway.

Su Qingyu complained: "Ayire blames you. If you hadn't been delaying for a long time, would we be stuck on the road?"

"How can you blame me? You guys have been busy for a while and forgot this, and then ran back to get it. Now they are all on my head when the traffic jam? I'm not taking the blame."

"Wow! You are still not convinced when you say a few words, right?"

"What's wrong? I'm not convinced, I'm so angry." He stuck out his tongue.

Zhao Can ignored the three people behind, and was walking slowly, asking Vivian, who was in the passenger seat: "Look at how long it was blocked?"

“The phone shows more than 3 kilometers.”

"That's not too long."

"Are you tired? Why don't we change it?" said Vivian.

"Need not."

At first, the four people in the car were very noisy because they were overly excited. They started complaining in two or three hours, and then all fell asleep.

Zhao Can finally drive quietly.

I drove out of the ramp in Lu'an City, Anhui at around 8 o'clock in the evening and went directly to a local star hotel.

"Hey, I'm awake." Zhao Can patted Vivian's face and shook the people in the back row again.

The few people stretched in a daze.

"Have you arrived in Chongqing?" said Vivian.

"Do you taste hot pot?"

"No."

"That means you haven't arrived. It's still early, so I arrived in Lu'an, Anhui and got off the bus."

Get off the car and lock the door. The four girls, who were chilly, walked towards the hotel lobby with Zhao Can.

After checking in, Cistanche and Ayi were a little sick with a fever. After dinner, the weather was too cold, so they didn't want to go out shopping, so they went back to their rooms.

Zhao Can opened two rooms in total, one in Zhao Can and Vivian, and three in Su Qingyu.

After taking a shower, he lay on the bed. According to convention, Zhao Can checked the pinhole camera in the room. There was a TV cabinet facing the big bed. He decisively pulled it out and threw it into the trash can.

Vivian took a shower and walked out wrapped in a bath towel, "So skillful, do you often check in?"

"I went to school in TV." Zhao Can lay on the bed and searched for tourist attractions around Lu'an City.

After Vivian dries her hair, she climbs onto the bed and sits on Zhao Can's lap. She reaches out and takes Zhao Can's cell phone away and throws it aside, and kisses it.

Zhao Can smiled, "Didn't you say abstinence before?"

“I can’t help it today.”

After Vivian said this, Zhao Can took it naturally and untied the bath towel wrapped around her and threw it aside. Just as he was about to do something, the door rang and Su Qingyu was knocking on the door.

The two looked at each other, speechless.

"Here you come."

Vivian responded, wrapped her bath towel and went up to open the door.

"What's wrong?"

Su Qingyu looked at Vivian's red face and said directly: "I'll go, am I disturbing you two worlds?"

"Something. Tell me!"

"Cistanche is motion sickness and has a little cold. I'll ask you to accompany me to find a nearby pharmacy to buy medicine."

"I'll go."

Zhao Can put on his clothes and walked out of it.

Su Qingyu smiled foolishly, "Young Master Zhao is really sorry, I've disturbed you from eating fish."
Chapter completed!