My Best Actor Ex-Husband and I Became A Role-Model Couple

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Jiang Anzhi was stunned for a while, and replied honestly: "It's okay."

"That's really great, let's show the audience together tomorrow!" Fatty's father nodded happily: "Then don't disturb your rest, our birthday will start at three o'clock in the afternoon tomorrow, you can come half an hour earlier, we Get ready."

Fatty's father, who wanted to be the richest man in Huaixiang, simply hung up the phone and sent another address not long after.

One of Jiang An saw that it was actually one of the imperial castles in the luxury villas of their Jiang Group.

Their wedding room was not set at the Emperor's Castle, because it was very popular there. Although it was the Emperor's Castle, there were many residents.

Unlike the small luxury boutiques here, rich people don’t think they are stylish enough, and ordinary people can’t buy them. On the contrary, it facilitates their pursuit of tranquility and long-distance.

It's not too far to drive to Emperor's Fort from here, and it's the Jiang Group's property, so Jiang Anzhi can go there with his eyes closed.

After putting down the phone, Jiang Anzhi saw Feng Lanchu looking at him with a smile.

"Unexpectedly, Jiang Che's father actually made good friends with rich locals."

Jiang Anzhi stretched out his hand to hold her with a broken smile: "Sleep."

"Haha, why are you shy." Feng Lanchu continued to tease amusedly: "It seems that Fatty Dad is going to make a big move tomorrow, and even the film king is going to be a cameo."

Jiang Anzhi smiled lightly while pulling her into his arms. He didn't worry about what Chubby's father was going to do.

On the contrary, the past few days, alas, the nights of sleeping in separate rooms are really lonely and cold on the sandbar.

As Jiang Anzhi thought about it, he laid hands on someone.

"I have to go to the birthday party tomorrow, so save some energy." Feng Lanchu blocked him speechlessly.

But Jiang Anzhi stuffed her into his arms: "I just hugged her, and I didn't want to do anything. What are you thinking so dirty in your mind?"

"?" Feng Lanchu.

"If you have the ability, retract the hand that was sticking on the clothes for me."

"don't want."

Jiang Anzhi pinched the soft flesh on her waist amusedly: "Don't worry, I really don't do anything."

He just had a cold, and he was worried that the residual virus would pass to Feng Lanchu. He really didn't plan to do anything about it, he just had a fun time with his hands.

The slippery feeling on his hands was like touching the finest silk and satin. Jiang Anzhi couldn't put it down, and slowly lowered his waist. The plump buttocks were like jelly, and it was very relaxing to pinch.

At the beginning, Feng Lan felt sorry for someone who was sleeping alone and felt uncomfortable for a few days, so she acquiesced in his actions, but he went too far, her ass was pinched and hurt, Feng Lan couldn't help it all the time A pinch on his waist warned: "If you don't want to sleep, you can go back to the guest bedroom."

Jiang Anzhi's hand stopped, and he retracted it to her waist in aggrieved manner.

"Everyone has their own sleeping habits and you have to learn to respect that."

"Sorry, what's your sleeping habit?" Feng Lan asked with squinting eyes.

"Probably because someone stroked the pillow." Someone replied calmly without blushing.

Another heavy punch greeted him.

Jiang Anzhi pressed her down in pain, and bit her shoulder warningly: "Domestic violence all day long."

"You don't owe me a beating, of course I won't beat you." Feng Lanchu replied innocently.

Jiang Anzhi pursed his lips, trying to kiss her but finally resisted, and only softly branded a few marks on her chest, then turned around unwillingly and lay down.

It's okay, don't worry, it seems healthier to sleep shirtless. This summer, his goal is this.

A certain actor comforted himself secretly.

When Feng Lan first saw him lying down obediently, she suppressed the smile on her lips and stopped irritating him.