Facts have proved that it is still useful for Yan Zhenxing to call the baby.

Nan Yuan relented and promised to stay in this villa with a very high defense system for three months.

Because she knew that in the past three months, the other party would not do anything.

The tragic explosion that Xiaotang told her was two years later according to the original world trajectory, but her appearance may have caused a lot of butterfly effect.

The happy appearance of Yan Zhenxing now is likely to anger those roaming vicious people, and they may act in advance.

But no matter how early, three months is not enough for them to deploy this thing.

Therefore, Nan Yuan felt that she could stay at ease for three months, and let Yan Zhenxing relax by the way.

Yan Zhenxing did not leave his precious girlfriend here alone. After spending two months working overtime to film the rest of the scenes, he pushed all the work and spent the remaining month with his girlfriend in the villa.

"Yan Zhenxing, are you making this pig food?" Nan Yuan looked at the table full of soup and water, her expression darkened.

"Treasure, you don't understand. This is a special cuisine in the Sanshi area. All the ingredients in this world can be cooked. When enough ingredients are added, the taste will be very delicious."

Nan Yuan wanted to blow his head off.

In the end, Yan Zhenxing ate the pig food by himself, and Nan Yuan did it by himself.

After discovering that his little girlfriend could cook, and the food tasted so good, Yan Zhenxing just put the burden on his shoulders, leaving the cooking to his little girlfriend, while he walked around looking for other jobs to do.

Unexpectedly, just like this, the two of them can be on the hot search, or a few hot search rounds.

#Yan Zhenxing's villa was exposed, worth hundreds of millions#

#Yan Zhenxing Golden House Tibetan Jiao#

#Yan Zhenxing Anjin's seven-day passion#

Nan Yuan's face was expressionless, but Yan Zhenxing read the comments of netizens with relish.

"Seven days of passion should be changed to thirty days of passion."

"Bao, look, netizens say that you must be very happy recently. They trust my physical strength." When Yan Zhenxing said this, his tone was extraordinarily flat.

"Yan Zhenxing, I think you should reflect on why you have changed from a movie star to the protagonist of a third-rate action movie. Did you stop filming? Did you not win the award?"

Yan Zhenxing was silent.

Nan Yuan thought he was introspecting, but a minute later, the other party said, "Bao, I am the king of kung fu, and I have always acted in action movies."

The corner of Nan Yuan's mouth twitched, and she was too lazy to break up with him, and began to meditate and refine her qi.

The spiritual energy of the lower world is thin, of course it is impossible to cultivate in the way of monks, but luck can make the body lighter.

"If you were seen by others like this, they would think you were promoting some kind of cult." Yan Zhenxing said with a smile.

He knows a little bit of doorway and knows what the other party is doing, but others don't.

Seeing that his little girlfriend ignored him, Yan Zhenxing went to the balcony alone.

The moment the balcony door was closed, the smile on Yan Zhenxing's face disappeared, and his temperament became calm.

He got a call.

"Hey."

"...Yes, I won't be playing for the time being. An Jin's safety is the most important thing right now."

"...I will bring someone to see you, but not now. Your people are not vigilant enough, I want to guard her by myself."

When Yan Zhenxing talked about this, he didn't mean to accuse. He just doesn't trust it.

On that day, if An Jin had not been vigilant, he would have received news that An Jin had been killed or injured.

As a result, he felt like he was going crazy just thinking about it.

Yan Zhenxing knew that this group of people was dispatched, and they wanted to avenge his betrayal.

A middle-aged man's voice came from the phone, and he was decisive and straightforward with the superior to give orders, "Zhenxing, I was just about to tell you about this matter. If you want to lead the snake out of the hole, you must leave An Jin..."

Yan Zhenxing hung up the phone with a sullen face.

It is impossible for him to leave An Jin, he wants to protect her.

After such an accident, Yan Zhenxing couldn't trust the Yan family.

The man who came back from the balcony was obviously absent-minded. Nan Yuan looked at him for a moment, and suddenly asked him, "Yan Zhenxing, is your account book with you?"

"Huh?" Yan Zhenxing was stunned for a moment.

An hour later, Yan Zhenxing came out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, holding the freshly-baked kissing wife in one hand and the red book in the other, his eyes still wandering.

"Baby, I remember that I seem to be chasing you?" Yan Zhenxing turned his eyes to the woman beside him, the blank look in his eyes was gradually replaced by an unbelievable look, "We got the certificate now?"

In fact, when An Jin said that he was going to come to the Civil Affairs Bureau, Yan Zhenxing struggled, but that little struggle was far less than the excitement and joy that the other party brought him when he suddenly made this decision.

After wandering for so long, Yan Zhenxing finally had a sense of authenticity that he and An Jin had already received the certificate.

"I announce, Mr. Yan, you have turned positive today. You will be able to get the certificate after you turn positive. Does Mr. Yan just want to play hooligans to me?"

When Yan Zhenxing heard this, the corners of his mouth rose wildly uncontrollably, "I still find it unbelievable. An Jin, are we really married?"

"Yes Yan Zhenxing, An Jin and Yan Zhenxing are husband and wife." Nan Yuan replied patiently.

Yan Zhenxing was about to say something, but out of the corner of his eyes he caught something, his eyes suddenly fixed somewhere, and the happy expression on his face instantly solidified.

Nan Yuan noticed his stiff hand, her eyes were slightly dark, and she immediately followed his line of sight.

However, in the next second, Yan Zhenxing recovered in time, hugged her head, and took her into his arms.

Nan Yuan frowned, "Yan Zhenxing, what did you see just now?"

"It's okay, I just saw an acquaintance." Yan Zhenxing explained in a normal tone, but stared gloomily at the opposite.

On the opposite street, a tall yellow-skinned mixed-race man had walked away.

On the wall facing the two of them, a bright red acronym appeared at some point - TK.