As night fell, the bright stars were like a dazzling Milky Way. Ouyang Ji, both dressed in white casual clothes, hugged Simiao and sat on a bench to enjoy the cool air. They were silent in a tacit understanding. No one spoke, just listening to the evening breeze whispering in their ears. Then, I listened to the crickets chirping in the grass, and watched the fireflies flying above the bright flowers.
After a long while, Simiao sighed deeply and said, "The world is such a small place, I really didn't expect that person turned out to be Feng Jicheng."
"Maybe there is something we don't know about here. Maybe Feng Jicheng is lying to us. Forging a fake DNA report is easy for Feng Jicheng." Ouyang Ji's sword-browed eyebrows were sharp, and his dark blue pupils tightened violently, " "I will investigate this matter in depth." Is it possible that such a coincidence happened? What happened between Feng Jicheng and Simiao in the hotel and between him and a strange woman, Jian really imitated it!
"Yes, but Brother Xue and Junxi have confirmed that there is a high chance that Feng is Tongtong's biological father." Simiao snuggled into Ouyang Ji's broad and warm arms and said warmly, "Even if Feng is Tongtong's biological father, there is still a high chance that Feng is Tongtong's biological father." It won't affect us." She sat up straight, put her delicate hands on Ouyang Ji's neck, and stared at his bright eyes like pearls at night. She could see his uneasiness, and Cong Feng said that he was a child. After becoming Tongtong's biological father, Ji has been feeling uneasy. She brought her lips close to his thin lips, kissed him lightly, and said with a smile, "Feng Jicheng is just Tongtong's father, and my husband's name is Ouyang Ji." ”.
A magical reassurance pill was swallowed into Ouyang Ji's mouth, which made his restless heartbeat return to normal. He suddenly hugged Simiao gently. He loved this considerate little woman deeply, "Wife, in this life, in the next life, in the next life." In the next life, forever and ever, you will be just my wife, Ouyang Ji."
"Ah?!" Simiao deliberately teased Ouyang Ji and said, "Then I don't have to be bullied by you all my life? How can that be okay? I want to protest." Before he could finish speaking, a loving and lingering kiss fell. .
In the private room of the Dragon Flame Bar, Feng Jicheng was drunk as hell, lying happily on the red sofa, thinking about what he said that he was Tongtong's biological father, such a dirty lie, such an unfair Bright's methods made him look down on himself and despise himself deeply! Suer sat up and roared, "Feng Jicheng, you are a fucking big bastard, a complete bastard who despises villains! !!".
Outside the door, Alan was holding his cell phone and stomping anxiously while listening to Feng Jicheng's shout. When he saw Na Lu, he seemed to have seen a savior. He quickly walked towards Na Lu and said, "Sister Lu, hurry in and see Brother Cheng." , he got himself drunk as soon as he came here, and now he is still scolding himself, I don’t know what happened to you,”
Anxiously, Nalu didn't have time to listen to Alan's words, so she opened the door and walked into the private room. The strong smell of alcohol filled the air, and wine bottles were strewn about on the tea machine, the floor, and the sofa.
And Feng Jicheng was lying helplessly on the sofa. The look on his handsome face was helpless, hurt, and there was some kind of emotion that she couldn't see clearly. He walked quickly towards Feng Jicheng who was still continuing to drink, and saw him. She was so sad that her eyes could not help but wet with tears, and she snatched away his wine, "Feng, stop drinking, what happened, let a person drink alone here, can you tell me about it?".
Through his hazy eyes, Feng Jicheng saw clearly that the person coming was Na Lu, and said with a silly smile, "Na Lu, it's you, why are you wearing white clothes? I thought it was Simiao."
Na Lu pursed her delicate lips tightly, looking at Feng Jicheng affectionately in her eyes, and bitter words escaped from her lips, "Not all white clothes are worn by Simiao, Feng, when can you really look at me?"
One glance?".
"Look at you, have I been looking at you?" Feng Jicheng sat up unsteadily and looked at Nalu with his big, deep eyes filled with tears, "But no matter how I look at it, you are not Simiao." Picked up the
The wine glass was filled with wine and she drank it all in one gulp while Na Lu was not watching.
Feng Jicheng spoke of Simiao in one mouthful, unconsciously hurting Nalu's heart, and tears fell in a hurry, "Is it because of Simiao that I am so sad and drunk this time?" He laughed mockingly at himself, "I am so stupid,
I should have guessed a long time ago that the only person who can make you so sad is Simiao, Simiao is really lucky."
"Haha, Simiao is lucky. I am also lucky to meet Simiao. Although I will be sad and sad, I will also be happy and can't help myself." Feng Jicheng's lips raised a beautiful arc, that beautiful arc
Very clean, like a newborn baby, without a trace of impurities, "Nalu, do you know? From the first moment I saw Simiao, I couldn't help but fall in love with her. It's a very wonderful feeling. You
You won’t know.”
"Of course I know." Nalu's bitter voice was like a wounded angel, "Feng, I heard that every girl is an angel who broke her wings and came to the world in order to find the person they love.
However, since God sent the angel who lost his wings to the world, he also gave the girl the right to be loved. Therefore, these three words, I love you, were said by men first to the angel." Tears fell, staring at Feng Jicheng
, "But because I couldn't help but fall in love with you from the first moment I saw you, and I have been in love with you for ten years, so let me take the initiative to say to you, I love you."
Feng Jicheng, who was sleeping, heard a girl's affectionate confession. Who is that girl? Why is she crying so sadly? I'm so sleepy, don't think about it anymore.
Looking at Feng Jicheng who was sleeping, Nalu smiled, her smile had a heart-wrenching element, and she murmured, "Feng, this is not the first time I have confessed to you, but you act like this every time.
I fell asleep just like every other time, because I want to secretly fall in love with you and stay by your side, so I can only dare to say these words when you are drunk." Wiping his tears, he shouted to the door, "Alan
, Send Feng back with me."
An hour later, Alan and Nalu helped Feng Jicheng back to the apartment and placed him on the big bed* in the bedroom. Nalu covered Feng Jicheng with a quilt carefully and attentively, looking at him lovingly and affectionately.
After looking at the sleeping and handsome Feng Jicheng for a while, he stood up and planned to walk out of the bedroom. He held the doorknob with his delicate hand, frowned and shouted, "Alan, you bastard, open the door for me quickly." But there was already someone outside the door.
There was no movement.
Feng Jicheng sat up suddenly and vomited towards the bed, "I feel so uncomfortable, vomit-". After hearing this, Nalu quickly ran to the bathroom, took a paper tube, and gently patted Feng Jicheng's face with one hand.
He said with distress, "Just spit it out and it will be fine. If you encounter something unhappy in the future, be sure to drink less, or you will make yourself feel so uncomfortable."
After vomiting for a while, Feng Jicheng fell on the bed again, opened his eyes in confusion and looked at Na Lu coming out of the bathroom, and the corners of his lips curved in a gentle arc.