He felt very awkward. Seeing that Shengge was enjoying the meal, he had nothing to do and was going to go to the guest room on the second floor to clean up a room and stay there.
"stop."
Shengge stopped him, "Come here, stand opposite me, and watch me finish eating."
Feng Yunian had a cold face and stood still as she asked.
He didn't understand what she meant at first, until the aroma of noodles entered his nostrils mercilessly.
The noodles are so fragrant...
She also eats deliciously...
Feng Yunian's Adam's apple rolled slightly unconsciously, but he still stood with a straight face, like a door god.
The impact of the fragrance was also very powerful. As soon as he vomited, his stomach was almost completely empty.
At this moment, asking him to 'appreciate' other people's meals is tantamount to torture.
Only then did Feng Yunian understand Shengge's evil intention of torturing him.
After a bowl of spicy noodles, Shengge was full. She elegantly wiped her mouth with a tissue and looked at the man in front of her, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.
"Remember to clean the kitchen before going to bed. Clean it as it was before you went in. Don't be lazy."
After she finished speaking, she stood up and prepared to go upstairs.
Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the man's unusual white shirt...
She frowned and walked over, gently picking up the collar and shoulders of his clothes, which had a touch of pink on them.
It looks like blood stains?
Feng Yunian saw her eyes narrowing dangerously and explained, "It's the blood clots in the ribs that got stuck accidentally during washing."
She didn't believe it at all, so she twisted it hard and saw wet stains on her hands. She raised her eyes to look at Feng Yunian again.
And showed him the water stains on my hands.
Feng Yunian's face was not red, his heart was not beating, "Because it was dirty, I washed it."
Shengge didn't understand when he saw him lying seriously.
He was obviously injured, why did he hide it?
Do you think she might not only not feel distressed, but also rub some salt in his wounds?
hehe.
But it is true that if she is made anxious, she cannot guarantee that she will not do this.
Since someone didn't want to say more, Shengge didn't intend to ask anymore, so she turned around and walked upstairs.
When passing by the locker in the living room partition, she stopped, took out the medicine box inside, put it in a conspicuous place, and then returned to the room without looking back.
Feng Yunian's pupils twitched slightly when he saw her movements.
Did she guess that he was injured, or...had known about it for a long time?
Does the group of people Lu Chen sent to kill him have anything to do with her?
Who is she?
How many secrets about her did he not know?
Feng Yunian raised his head and looked upstairs, full of doubts. His deep black eyes gradually became secretive, but he didn't know what he was thinking about.
Shengge went upstairs and took a nice bath. As soon as she finished, she heard a knock on the door.
There were only two people living in the villa. Shengge could only use her toes to figure out who it was, so Shengge could only change into her pajamas quickly.
The knocking on the door was still ringing, and the noise was very disturbing. Shengge went to open the door with an unkind expression.
"what?"
Feng Yunian outside the door was stunned, as if he didn't expect her to change her outfit so quickly.
Wearing pink cartoon pajamas, wet hair, and no makeup, her skin looked even more fragile. Her small mouth was pink, but her eyes were staring at him with an evil look.
This picture is unexpectedly...a bit cute?
He lowered his gaze and put down these inexplicable thoughts that had entered his mind, and said, "All my luggage is at the Yunjing Villa where I stayed before. I want to go out."
Shengge frowned almost inaudibly and subconsciously glanced at the time.
It's already eleven o'clock at night.
It's so late and you have to pick up your luggage?