Feng Xiaoxiao was carried into the bathtub by Nie Zheng, and he did not get out.
In such an environment, Feng Xiaoxiao knew very well how dangerous it was to face Nie Zheng like this. However, she was in a bad mood today.
Feng Xiaoxiao stared at Nie Zheng pitifully with her water-cut eyes.
Nie Zheng's Adam's apple rolled, "Don't worry, I won't do anything."
Although he liked her body, he didn't have any scruples about it.
"Wash it yourself?" Nie Zheng asked her, "Is that okay?"
Feng Xiaoxiao nodded muffledly, "Well..."
"Okay." Nie Zheng sighed softly and stood up.
When he turned around, there was a crash behind him, Feng Xiaoxiao got up from the bath, hugged him around the waist, and held him in his arms.
Feng Xiaoxiao closed her eyes, knowing that she was despicable.
She was still worried about her and Nie Zheng's marriage by agreement. To put it bluntly, it was a transactional marriage.
But now, she wants to find a place for her mother... She has no choice.
But she didn't feel ashamed, it was an equal exchange. She gave Nie Zheng what he wanted in exchange for what she wanted... very fair.
"Azheng, don't leave...stay with me."
Feng Xiaoxiao lowered her head and leaned on his back.
Nie Zheng's eyes darkened and he couldn't control himself anymore - he had never been able to resist her body.
The bathtub was churning and water splashed all over the floor.
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When I woke up, it was already dawn.
Feng Xiaoxiao blinked, his whole body was sore.
It hasn't been long since I made it, but last night when I went to dinner, Nie Zheng felt like he was starving and couldn't find a way to eat.
Feng Xiaoxiao rubbed her waist and thought bitterly, wondering if Song Feixue had the same emotion as her?
She got up from bed, very thirsty.
The master bedroom is connected to the small study room, and there is a refrigerator in the small study room.
Feng Xiaoxiao lifted up the quilt and got out of bed, wearing suspender pajamas, and walked into the small study with bare feet.
She thought that Nie Zheng must be gone at this time, but she was stunned as soon as she entered.
Nie Zheng is here, facing the computer in front of him.
"Get up."
Nie Zheng knew that she would drink water when she woke up, so he opened the lid for her and said, "Come here and feed you."
"Um."
Feng Xiaoxiao walked over, sat down on his lap, and hugged his neck.
Nie Zheng raised his eyebrows in satisfaction and fed her some water.
"Does it taste good?"
"Yeah, sweet." Feng Xiaoxiao licked her lips.
"You were so good today." Nie Zheng smiled lightly, "You will be rewarded."
"Hehe, what kind of reward are you giving me?" Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes were filled with excitement, and she was actually very charming.
Nie Zheng hugged her waist, this small waist... her waist was really thin!
"The cemetery has been arranged by Liao Qingming, and it will be arranged soon."
"……Um."
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, then smiled. He lowered his head and kissed Nie Zheng's Adam's apple.
——Because lips are his taboo.
"Thank you Mr. Nie."
Huh? Nie Zheng raised his eyebrows, took a nap, and became Mr. Nie again...
"Is there anything you want to tell me about your family?" Nie Zheng held her hand, playing with her fingers as if he was very interested.
Feng Xiaoxiao was slightly startled, not sure whether he should say it or not.
"If you don't want to say it, don't say it."
Nie Zheng did not embarrass her, "If you have anything, you can ask Qingming. You don't have enough connections, Qingming can help you."
"……Um."
Feng Xiaoxiao nodded in confusion.
It seemed that Nie Zheng had guessed something. She really couldn't sit still and wait for death. She left home in a panic four years ago without taking anything with her. How could she still be a coward after four years?
"Thanks."
Feng Xiaoxiao hugged Nie Zheng and leaned in his arms.
At this moment, she was really grateful to him for being able to give her such help before the divorce.