After Yan Zhenxing issued the scarf, he turned off the phone calmly, and continued to hold the doll pendant on his body, "I'll take you to the police station to file a case first, and you can go to me at night."

Nan Yuan's eyes swept over his ears, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, "Mr. Yan, what did you send on your phone just now, and your ears are red."

Yan Zhenxing pursed his lips suddenly, "Don't make trouble, the person who just saved his life just now, be nice to me now."

"If you don't tell me, I know that all the people on the Internet are scolding me for wanting to eat swan meat. Did Mr. Yan say that I am your girlfriend? But I want to remind you that you haven't caught up with me."

Yan Zhenxing thought: No, I'm talking about my wife.

Now that things have happened, those people will know how important An Jin is to him sooner or later, and he doesn't want An Jin to suffer any grievances because of such scruples.

After coming out of the police station, Yan Zhen stuffed Nan Yuan into the car and took him to the hotel where he stayed while filming.

As soon as the two entered the hotel, they ran into an actor in the crew head-on.

Before Nan Yuan could appreciate the colorful expressions on the other party's face, Yan Zhenxing said hello and pulled her away without changing his face.

"Yan Zhenxing, where do I live tonight?"

"You live with me. The shooting conditions are good this time. I live in a big room. I sleep on the sofa and you sleep on the bed. I don't touch you."

Nan Yuan snorted and asked meaningfully, "Is my charm waning, or has Mr. Yan changed?"

Yan Zhenxing took her hand tightly, took a breath and said, "An Jin, you'd better not tease me, although I have good concentration, I may not be able to control a woman I like. ."

"Speak as if you were in control before."

Yan Zhenxing:  …

That's because he had never thought about controlling it before!

At that time, he did not put An Jin in a very important position.

As if to show his determination to respect his girlfriend, Yan Zhenxing quickly tidied up a corner of the sofa.

"Yan Zhenxing, I want to take a bath, lend me a dress to wear."

"Take it yourself, it's in the closet." Yan Zhenxing lay on the sofa with his back to her.

By this time, Yan Zhenxing was very calm, and looked like a monk with few desires.

However, when the woman in the bathroom came out wearing his shirt, the shirt covered the woman's buttocks, revealing only two straight and thin legs that were shining white. went back.

Nan Yuan rudely occupied the whole big bed, and after taking a comfortable bath, she turned on her mobile phone and logged on to the scarf.

Seeing Yan Zhenxing's domineering declaration, Nan Yuan couldn't help but raise her eyebrows and glance at the man.

Originally it was not a small sofa, but because a man who was 1.9 meters was lying on it, it was very miniature.

Yan Zhenxing said that he found this person, not only Yan Zhenxing's fans know what it means, but also Nan Yuan, who has watched his few interviews.

In the early days of Yan Zhenxing's career, in a talk show, a host asked how many girlfriends Yan Zhenxing had made, but Yan Zhenxing said that he didn't have any.

At that time, the host and the audience didn't believe it, so Yan Zhenxing made a nonsense: I am very cautious about relationships. If I decide to date, this woman will definitely be my wife in the future.

When Yan Zhen said a word, it was not a love story, but a love story, which made countless fans become girlfriend fans.

Now, Yan Zhenxing has found this person.

This person's name is An Jin. Although he is just a paparazzi, he likes her very much, and he will marry her as his wife in the future.

"Yan Zhenxing, I saw it."

The man on the sofa froze slightly, then hummed.

"You have lost followers, hundreds of thousands. Dozens of your fan sites and fan groups have also been closed. In a few days, there will be more."

Although Yan Zhenxing has taken the big screen route from the very beginning, and his endorsements are all high-end endorsements, and he does not need fans to rush sales as data, but his charisma still attracts a large number of fans.

These fans spontaneously set up major fan groups, there are hundreds of fan groups, and the most active types of fans are girlfriend fans and wife fans.

Girlfriend fans and wife fans never imagined that the house they thought was the strongest would collapse like this, and it collapsed so thoroughly.

Fans of girlfriends and wives who were crying so hard were reluctant to quit. In just one night, Yan Zhenxing lost hundreds of thousands of fans.

When Yan Zhenxing heard Nan Yuan's words, he originally wanted to say that it doesn't matter. He is not a traffic star. Those fans who like to give pointers to his emotional life should quit as soon as possible, leaving only pure fans.

However, Yan Zhenxing changed his mind because of his high-pitched tone that this matter had nothing to do with him.

"For the sake of losing so many fans because of you, can you promise me now?"

Nan Yuan glanced at him.

Yan Zhenxing said immediately: "Don't talk, I know."

He didn't want peaches.

"Do you mind if I take a call?" Nan Yuan glanced at her phone and asked Yan Zhenxing.

Yan Zhenxing: "Of course, you are not afraid of what I overhear. After all, I can't close my ears."

"You can listen." Nan Yuan answered the phone after listening for a while, "Don't worry, Brother Tian, ​​it's really fine now. But are you worried about my safety, or are you here to inquire about gossip?"

Tian Zhicheng on the other end of the phone coughed lightly and asked uncertainly, "An Jin, did you really take Yan Zhenxing down? Yan Zhenxing's scarf was not stolen by someone, right?"

God knows how shocked the people in their studio were when they heard the news. Tian Zhicheng and Wu Jincai were better, at least they knew that An Jin had had an affair with Yan Zhenxing, but everyone else was so shocked that they wanted to perform a skating in place. kneel.

There is only one voice among the paparazzi, and that is: My sister An is a bully!

Nan Yuan replied lightly, "I'm lying on Yan Zhenxing's bed now."

After the person on the other end took a breath, he quickly said an interruption, and then hung up the phone decisively.

Yan Zhenxing crawled over from the sofa at some point, standing by the bed, looking at Nan Yuan deeply, "Whose bed do you think you're lying on?"

"Could this not be your bed?"

Yan Zhenxing leaned down, put his hands on her waist, stared at her, and his eyes swept across her lips very quickly at a certain moment, "I said, Miss An, I haven't caught up with you yet, you let others do this Misunderstanding, isn't it good, eh?"

Nan Yuan sneered and pulled him down by the collar, "Okay, pretend to be a gentleman."

Yan Zhenxing frowned, looking serious, "Don't make trouble, I really don't have that intention tonight."

Nan Yuan squinted slightly, "Mr. Yan, although you haven't caught up with me, I allow you to exercise your boyfriend's rights in advance. Are you sure you don't want this right?"

When Yan Zhenxing heard this, his eyes darkened immediately, his hot eyes stared at her, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down.

After struggling for about one, two, or three seconds, Yan Zhenxing suddenly pressed it on, his voice was deep and hoarse: "Just hook me, and bully you to cry later!"