Everyone was stunned by Ye Fei's sudden appearance, and Feng Qinghan was also stunned. They didn't expect that she would come back at this time? This disaster relief operation is about to end, and they are just dealing with the aftermath here.
I believe that I can go back in about half a month, but Wei Nuan is here. When Wei Nuan looks at him, there are many unspeakable longings in my heart.
She felt that she was simply looking for abuse, not waiting for a good rest, but rushing over to suffer, but the moment she saw him, her heart was full.
"Ye Fei, I really didn't expect you to come back." Feng Churui was very surprised.
"I have contributed a lot to the disaster relief. How could I not come back to deal with the aftermath? If the villagers don't remember me by then, then I will suffer a big loss." Wei Nuan joked.
Feng Qinghan's ears were already good, and she knew she was tired when she heard the warm voice.
"Young Master Ye Fei must be tired from the journey. Let's go and rest first. There is nothing to be busy with during this period. The folks are preparing to celebrate the New Year. We will celebrate the New Year with them then."
This was an explanation to Wei Nuan, who nodded, "Then I'm going to take a rest first. I'm exhausted after traveling for a few days." Wei Nuan turned her sore neck and entered the room they arranged.
The room was slightly warm and I was really tired, so I fell on the bed~ and fell asleep soon after. Ni Feng in the dark shook his head. The host must have slept like a dead pig this time.
But this journey has indeed been hard, and he can see it all, and feels that it is not easy for the poster. The poster clearly likes Feng Qinghan so much, why doesn't he confess it? If he confessed, he wouldn't be able to express his longing for him even though he saw it.
Sometimes he wanted to speak up for the poster, but he couldn't act rashly without the poster's order.
When Wei Nuan fell asleep, she felt as if she was being held in a warm and strong embrace. She couldn't help but rub it. Even though she was still wearing a mask, she still felt comfortable, and her hands unconsciously wrapped around the wind.
Mild cold.
The corners of Feng Qinghan's mouth turned up unconsciously, enjoying the intimacy brought about by the small movements.
When Feng Qinghan came in, Ni Feng had already exited. He was afraid that he would accidentally reveal his existence. He always felt that this Ninth Prince was not simple, but no matter how simple it was, it had nothing to do with him. He knew that Ninth Prince was
It is really good to the poster. It is enough to know this, so he can withdraw and the Ninth Prince will not harm the poster.
"Fei'er, do you know this will make me feel very distressed?" Feng Qinghan hugged Weinuan and whispered.
He felt that she had not had a good rest all day, running here and there. She was obviously just a delicate woman, but she tortured him like this, which made him angry and distressed.
Wei Nuan was already very tired, but now she felt that she was sleeping more deeply in a very comfortable embrace. She never thought that she was being held in Feng Qinghan's arms at this time. Feng Qinghan felt that she was sleeping extremely well.
He put her down and walked out very carefully, for fear of bumping into something. He took every step carefully, which was very mentally draining for him. By the time he walked out completely, there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead.
He went to Meng Liao's residence. Meng Liao saw him coming and said with a playful smile, "Hey, you came so late, do you want me to serve you, or do you want to serve me?"
These words were really shameless. Feng Qinghan smiled and shook his head, not arguing with Meng Liao. Meng Liao had always been so open-minded.
"Get her some supplements." Feng Qinghan got straight to the point.
Meng Liao snorted slightly and was very unhappy, "You came to me in the middle of the night just because of her affairs. I am unhappy and unhappy."
Feng Qinghan laughed, "What kind of temper are you losing? She is my wife, what's the problem?" Feng Qinghan felt that Meng Liao was really dumbfounding. Meng Liao's temper had always been very strange, and she often couldn't find her point.
, but their friends for so many years still know a little bit about it.
Meng Liao has no friendship with Wei Nuan, so in Meng Liao's concept, Feng Qinghan should not value Wei Nuan more than him, as this would make him very unhappy.
"What's wrong with my wife? She's not my wife." Meng Liao curled her lips.
"You are not young anymore and can start a family."
"Why do you need to start a family? Do you have to start a family in your life?" Meng Liao disagreed. He never felt that he needed to start a family so that he could be free and independent.
Feng Qinghan did not continue to discuss this issue with him, and he could not explain the reason if he continued to talk. From the first day he met Meng Liao, he knew that Meng Liao had such thoughts. At that time, he thought Meng Liao
It's just that I haven't met the woman I hit. Now it seems that I will basically never meet her. Even if I do, I will be scared away by his words.
"You don't want to marry a wife, but I have a wife, and I value her very much." Feng Qinghan's face was serious, no longer joking. Meng Liao also knew that when Feng Qinghan showed such an expression, it meant that he
I can't continue joking.
"I know, I'll just give her some tonic. I didn't expect that a person who was so weak at the time has become so powerful now. She can stand alone, and others can't even tell that she is a woman."
Meng Liao felt that Wei Nuan was also a legendary existence. At that time, he did not expect that a woman would achieve what she has today. He heard a lot about Wei Nuan from Feng Qinghan. As a man, he
I admire her very much, she is a hero among women, but only such a woman is suitable for Feng Qinghan.
"When are you going to tell her?" Meng Liao suddenly asked when Feng Qinghan was about to leave.
Feng Qinghan's footsteps paused, but he did not look back. He lowered his head slightly, casting a faint shadow, "Meng Liao, tell me, what are the chances that my eyes can be healed?"
Meng Liao's hand holding the medicine bottle froze, and his eyes moved from the medicine bottle to Feng Qinghan's body. He stayed for a moment and then left again. After a long time, he spoke in a dry voice, "Fifty percent." Even if he took action, it would only be fifty percent.
, if it were anyone else, there would be no hope of even 20%.
"Well, 50%, it's already very high, Meng Liao, thank you!" Feng Qinghan said with a smile, his voice was calm, and his mood seemed to be happy.
"Thank you, if you hadn't made it like this yourself? Feng Qinghan, if you can't see it in the end, it was all your fault!"
Meng Liao's anger was rising! He really wanted to scold Feng Qinghan. In fact, he did so, but he still felt uncomfortable.
"So I don't blame anyone. It's best if it's cured well. It doesn't matter if it's not cured well." Feng Qinghan said slowly and softly.
"It really doesn't matter? If it doesn't matter, you won't ask. Are you feeling inferior? Feng Qinghan, what do you have to feel inferior to? Even if you can't see it, you are better than many people. She won't dislike it.
your!"
How could Meng Liao not know what he was thinking?