Domesticated Wife: AA system for wealthy transactions

She stretched out in Liancheng Yazhi's arms, then hugged his neck and kissed him on the face.

Rubbing his neck twice, the small details completely showed a woman's dependence on a man. Rong Yan hoped to use subtle movements to relieve Liancheng Yaya's anger.

Rongyan said in a still hazy voice: "Good morning, dear..."

However, Rong Yan's behavior obviously did not please Liancheng Yaya. He took off Rong Yan's arm, pushed her away, then stood up and looked at her condescendingly, with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see through her heart.

Know every secret hidden in her heart.

Rong Yan felt particularly uneasy, but fortunately she was good at disguising and had worn the mask on her face for so long that even she herself sometimes couldn't tell what her real side looked like.

Rongyan rubbed her eyes, pouted and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Liancheng Yazhi did not miss any expression on Rong Yan's face or any tiny movement of her body.

However, there was no flaw in her appearance. She seemed to have no idea about what happened last night. She was ignorant and unprepared as if she had just woken up. She had no guilty conscience and faced his eyes openly, treating him strangely.

His eyes expressed confusion.

Rong Yan struggled to sit up, raised his head and asked him, "Why didn't you say anything?"

She turned to look out the window and exclaimed, "Ah, it's already so bright. Don't you have to go to work today?" Her eyes lit up when she said this. She immediately stood up from the bed, jumped hard on her feet and jumped skillfully.

Liancheng Yazhi said coquettishly: "If you don't go to work, let's have breakfast together. I'm so hungry."

Liancheng Yazhi never reached out to hug Rongyan. She was now hanging on Liancheng Yazhi entirely with her own strength.

Liancheng Yazhi opened Rongyan's hands and feet, let her fall to the ground, and then pushed her away. The distance between the two was about one meter.

His face was expressionless, his eyes were cold and deep, and he asked: "How do you feel when you are with me?"

Liancheng Yazhi was too lazy to speculate. He didn't want to waste that time. He didn't have the patience to wait. If he had questions, he wanted to ask them directly.

Rongyan pretended to be surprised, then touched his chin and thought for a while before replying: "It's very good, relaxed and comfortable, and very generous. Although... you are a difficult person to take care of, and you get angry easily, and you are very special when you are angry."

It’s hard to coax, but relatively speaking, I think it’s pretty good overall.”

"Not bad? Isn't it as painful to live in hell?" Liancheng's elegant eyes looked sharply at the face, and she could see even the slightest changes in her face and eyes.

He subconsciously felt that Rong Yan was definitely lying to him. Of course, this woman was so cunning and would not tell the truth.

Rongyan's eyes widened in surprise and he curled his lips exaggeratedly: "Hell? Mr. Liancheng, you are so funny. I'm not telling you, but you think too much of yourself. Although being a mistress has made many people despise and despise you, this is not the case.

What hell."

Rong Yan smiled disdainfully and said, "For me, the real hell comes before I follow you. Do you want me to tell you what hell is?"

Rong Yan was originally a joke, but after he finished speaking, Liancheng Yazhi locked her eyes tightly and said, "Then just say it."