Feng Xiaoxiao was so confused that he didn't even know how he returned to Jinyuan.
When she felt it, she was already lying on the bed in the master bedroom of Jinyuan. Will she be alone tonight?
The image of Nie Zheng and Song Feixue embracing each other lingered in Feng Xiaoxiao's mind.
In the past, I just guessed how close they were - but it turned out that seeing it with my own eyes... even if they just hugged, it would hurt so much in my heart!
"so annoying."
Feng Xiaoxiao turned over and buried her cheek in Nie Zheng's pillow.
The pillow smelled of Nie Zheng. Feng Xiaoxiao murmured in a low voice: "Zheng, I like you too, and I also want to confess to you."
However, she was too late...it was already too late.
Late at night, Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't sleep... Nie Zheng hadn't come back yet.
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
It was the voices of Lin Zhen and Tian Li, "Madam, madam, are you asleep?"
Feng Xiaoxiao immediately got out of bed, "Not yet."
Walking to open the door, Lin Zhen and Tian Li held up the drunken Nie Zheng, with helpless expressions on their faces, "Madam, sir, he is drunk, so it is difficult for the maid to come in, but we are exhausted."
"give it to me."
Feng Xiaoxiao took Nie Zheng's arm and helped him walk inside.
Lin Zhen was worried, "Madam, do you need our help?"
"No need." Feng Xiaoxiao shook his head, "I can do it myself." How can you leave the matter of taking care of your drunken husband to an outsider?
"Madam, please go to bed early."
"Um."
After closing the door, Feng Xiaoxiao finally helped Nie Zheng to lie down on the bed.
"Well--"
Nie Zheng frowned and put his hand on his forehead, "It hurts-"
Feng Xiaoxiao asked hurriedly, "Where does it hurt? Is it a headache? Just wait, I'll make you a cup of hangover tea."
"Um……"
Nie Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, stared at Feng Xiaoxiao, and suddenly laughed. "Mrs. Nie, you are here."
It turns out that she is at home.
She was at home but didn't go to their appointment?
"Yes." Feng Xiaoxiao frowned, "Take off your clothes when you wake up. It will be uncomfortable to sleep with them on."
"okay."
Nie Zheng nodded and raised his hands to pluck at the clothes on his body.
Feng Xiaoxiao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Okay, I'll do it."
It's strange. I don't know why. Looking at Nie Zheng like this, I always think he looks like someone? Who does he look like? Ah... Feng Xiaoxiao was startled, he looks like a big fish!
He has always been mature and sophisticated, but he also has a childish side.
After some effort, he finally took off Nie Zheng's clothes. When he was putting them away, Feng Xiaoxiao was startled.
——On Nie Zheng’s shirt, there was a bright red lipstick mark!
Feng Xiaoxiao squeezed her hands tightly, and her heart tightened as well. It was Song Feixue...her lipstick mark. What...did they do tonight?
Feng Xiaoxiao blinked and pushed back the moisture in his eyes.
Feng Xiaoxiao hugged the clothes and prepared to put them into the dirty clothes basket in the bathroom.
"Mrs. Nie." Nie Zheng suddenly stopped her.
"Huh?" Feng Xiaoxiao turned around and looked at him, "What's wrong?"
Nie Zheng didn't look at her, he put his arms across his eyes, "Do you know, do you know..."
He did not continue.
"Huh?" Feng Xiaoxiao was confused, "What do you know?"
However, Nie Zheng did not answer her, and his breathing gradually became steady. Feng Xiaoxiao walked over and saw that he had fallen asleep.
"Why."
Feng Xiaoxiao sighed, adjusted his sleeping position, closed the cup and covered it.
Raising her hand, she gently smoothed his hair. Looking at his three-dimensional and deep facial features, Feng Xiaoxiao murmured.
"I know that you don't like me, I know that you confessed to Song Feixue tonight, I know... I know everything."
Feng Xiaoxiao's heart ached with pain.
She lowered her head and kissed Nie Zheng gently on the forehead.