I was pampered after my fake marriage with the president

Jian Xun suddenly stopped and said to Zuo Fan, "I suspect you're playing tricks on me."

Zuo Fan didn't answer him, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"You're really kidding me, aren't you!"

Jian Xun said with certainty.

Zuo Fan crossed his legs and stopped talking.

Jian Xun gave him a strange look, and thought: "It's incredible that Mr. Fan, who is usually serious and unsmiling, also has a teasing side."

He sat and waited for Zuo Fan to finish his breakfast, then packed all the tableware together with Zuo Fan into the kitchen.

"You don't have to do these things, there are aunts who can do it."

"I'm staying at your house, and I'll feel bad if I don't work." Jian Xun said.

Zuofan also followed him.

After washing the dishes, Jian Xun walked out of the kitchen and found that Zuo Fan was on the phone on the balcony. He was always busy and had to deal with a lot of work matters every day.

Jian Xun sat on the sofa in the living room, looking at Zuo Fan's back.I have to admit that, as a man, Zuo Shige's figure is really superior. It is the kind of superiority that even men will be jealous of when they see it. The shoulders are wide and the waist is narrow, and the standard inverted triangle. The shirt will not be empty on the arms, but covered by muscles Wei Wei stretched himself a little tight, and it could be seen that his arms were very strong.

Jian Xun sighed, he will never be able to catch up with his height in this life, I don't know if he will be able to catch up to one-tenth of Fan Zong's muscles by actively exercising in the future.

"Bread, come." Jian Xun opened his arms to the cat, Bread leaped lightly into Jian Xun's arms, and buried his face in Jian Xun's neck.

After Zuo Fan made the phone call, he turned around and saw Bread eating Jian Xun Tofu (this is the definition in Fan Zong’s eyes.)

He frowned slightly, walked in with one hand in his pocket, and said coldly, "Cats are not allowed on the sofa in our house."

"Ah?" Jian Xun was stunned for a moment—the family rules are so strict, the bread is so pitiful, and it can't be served on the table or on the sofa.

"Then I won't sit on the sofa."

After speaking, Jian Xun got off the sofa and sat on the ground, still holding the bread and not letting go.

Zuo Fan quickly stepped forward and grabbed his arm and lifted him up: "It's cold on the ground."

"That can't be helped... Bread can't go on the sofa..." Jian Xun felt a little wronged for Bread.

Zuo Fan: "Just put it down."

"But I want to hold it..." Jian Xun said aggrievedly.

At this time, the bread let out a "meow~" from the nest of his neck, and Jian Xun quickly rubbed his face against its fur: "Look, it is also reluctant to be in my arms. It is so cold in winter, and it and I just happen to keep each other warm."

Zuo Fan only felt his temples throbbing: "Why do you want to keep warm with a cat?"

"I... If I don't keep warm with the cat... who else can I sleep with?" Jian Xun didn't know why.

"..." Zuo Fan pressed his eyebrows and carried him to the sofa: "You stay on the sofa."

"But the bread..."

"It stays too."

After reacting for a while, Jian Xun realized that Zuo Fan had decided to make an exception for the bread. She couldn't help but feel a little happy, so she sucked the cat hard, stroked its soft soles, and smiled a little silly: "Hey~"

Zuo Fan began to regret introducing Bread to Jian Xun.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Jian Xun hurriedly said: "I'll open it." She jumped off the sofa, trotted all the way to open the door while stepping on her slippers.

When the door opened, it was Zuo Shige's parents.

"..." Jian Xun froze at the door holding the cat.

"Oh, Xiao Xun is here too." Zhang Ping smiled kindly, "It just so happens that the purpose of our visit is related to you."

Zuo Zhengqiang entered the room, took off his coat, and the first thing he said was to ask Zuo Fan: "Have you lived together?"

Hearing the word cohabitation, Jian Xun's face suddenly became hot.

What to do, I want to leave here again...

Zuo Fan invited his parents to sit down, made Dahongpao for them, and said, "Isn't this obvious?"

Jian Xun: "..."

Obviously not! ! !

"Okay, okay, that's great." Zhang Ping was very happy, and took Zuo Zhengqiang's hand and said, "It seems that we are worrying for nothing."

She waved to Jian Xun again: "Come and sit down."

Jian Xun sat down as promised, and Zhang Ping said, "Have some tea."

"Okay, okay...thank you, Auntie."

Zuo Fan asked, "What are you worried about?"

"I'm not worried about your life-long event. Last time you brought Xiao Xun here, we thought this child was very good, and we were afraid that your inconsiderate temperament would not be able to keep him. We were worried that Xiao Xun couldn't stand your temper and ran away. .”

Zuo Fan didn't speak.

Jian Xun glanced left and then again, wondering if it's time for me to speak?

So he coughed twice: "Auntie, don't worry, Mr. Fan... oh no, Zuo Fan is very good to me. Although he doesn't seem to care about people on the outside, he actually takes care of many details of me."

"That's right! That's good! That's good!" Zhang Ping was so happy, her eyes were full of joy.

After hearing this, Zuo Fan suddenly turned his eyes around and landed on Jian Xun with complicated emotions in his eyes.

Jian Xun took a sip of tea with a guilty conscience - what are you looking at me for? No one knows what to say in a scene.

Zuo Zhengqiang said with a final word: "In this case, let's put the marriage on the agenda."

what? ! ! !

Jian Xun almost spit out a mouthful of tea, but he held back.

"Okay, okay~ We are here to discuss this with you!" Zhang Ping looked at her son with a smile, "Look, which day is convenient, let's get engaged first?"

At this moment, Zuo Fan, who had been silent all this time, said lightly, "Then tomorrow."

"Pfft..." The tea that was not sprayed just now was finally sprayed out by Jian Xun because of this sentence...