Feng Xiaoxiao felt upset. She didn't know whether it was because she was too stingy or because Song Feixue's nature was hard to change. Even though she had spoken beautifully before, Feng Xiaoxiao still couldn't like her.
Holding back a breath of bad breath, Feng Xiaoxiao still had to dance a song in this dance studio to declare her sovereignty.
"Huh?"
Feng Xiaoxiao frowned, what's going on? What about the dance music she originally downloaded? She didn't delete those dance music when she left. Could it be said that Nie Zheng deleted it later? This is impossible.
Then, there is only one possibility - it is what Song Feixue deleted just now!
I can't bear it anymore, and there is no need to bear it anymore.
Feng Xiaoxiao had been holding in her breath, but now she couldn't hold it in anymore and rushed out. "Song Feixue!"
Song Feixue had just taken a shower and came out of the guest room. She was still wearing Feng Xiaoxiao's pajamas. This glance made Feng Xiaoxiao even more furious!
"!" Feng Xiaoxiao walked forward angrily and glared at Song Feixue.
Song Feixue wiped her hair with a towel, and was stunned when she saw her like this, "What's wrong, Xiaoxiao?"
Ah.
Feng Xiaoxiao pointed to the pajamas she was wearing, "This is mine!"
"This?" Song Feixue was stunned for a moment and felt very embarrassed, "I'm sorry, because I didn't bring my own clothes when I came here. I didn't expect to sweat all over from practicing yoga, so I took yours to wear.
It just so happens that we have the right body shape..."
"ha!"
Feng Xiaoxiao laughed, "What's appropriate? If you think it's appropriate, just wear it yourself? Have you asked me? Did you get my consent?"
"this……"
When she said this, Song Feixue was a little confused. She pursed her lips and said, "Xiaoxiao, it's just a pajamas, I thought you wouldn't mind..."
"Who says I don't mind?"
Feng Xiaoxiao gasped, and her heart ached with anger. She gritted her teeth and blurted out, "Song Feixue, you did it on purpose, you did it on purpose!"
"What?" Song Feixue looked confused, as if she didn't understand what she said.
The more she acted like this, the angrier Feng Xiaoxiao became. So much so that she didn't hear the footsteps at all.
"Xiao Xiao?" Nie Zheng didn't know when he came up. Seeing this scene, he frowned. He glanced at Song Feixue and walked towards Feng Xiaoxiao.
"sorry……"
Song Feixue grabbed the collar of her pajamas, her eyes were slightly red, and she looked at Nie Zheng again.
"Zheng, it's like this. It's my fault. When I stay alone in Qinyuan, I always feel uneasy. I always feel that there are people around me, so I thought, come over to Jinyuan, Xiaoxiao is there.
There was another person talking. Because I was sweating, I took a shower and borrowed Xiaoxiao’s pajamas.”
After Nie Zheng heard this, he realized that it was just such a small matter.
"Xiao Xiao..." Nie Zheng raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.
Just as he was about to speak, Song Feixue interrupted him again, "Azheng, it's my fault. I should have said hello to Xiaoxiao before. This matter is indeed my fault."
"ha!"
Feng Xiaoxiao laughed out loud, full of ridicule.
She didn't understand why Song Feixue looked so wronged? She was the one who should be wronged.
"Take off!"
Feng Xiaoxiao got angry and glared at her.
"Of course you have to take it off! It's mine and I won't give it to you no matter what!"
Song Feixue was startled, her eyes getting redder.
"Xiao Xiao!" Nie Zheng frowned and shook his head at her, "I've said that!"
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned and looked up at Nie Zheng, "Are you mean to me?"
"I..." Nie Zheng paused, unable to do anything, "I didn't mean to hurt you..." How dare he? How could he let it go?
"Then what are you doing now?"
Feng Xiaoxiao pouted and questioned him.
Nie Zheng held his forehead and said, "Xiaoxiao, it's just a pair of pajamas. It's really not a big deal."
Not a big deal?
Feng Xiaoxiao shook her head, she didn't think so. "But, those are my pajamas!" She was wearing pajamas that only Nie Zheng could see in the room! Many times, Nie Zheng took them off for her with his own hands.
It's like Feng Xiaoxiao's second layer of skin, but now this layer of skin is covering Song Feixue!
Why.
Nie Zheng was at a loss as he couldn't understand Feng Xiaoxiao's thoughts.
I can only try my best to coax her, "I'll buy it for you again, and give this one to Feixue, okay?"
"you……"
Feng Xiaoxiao puffed up her cheeks and became even more angry. She raised her head and glared at Song Feixue. She asked, "Let me ask you, did you delete the dance music in the dance studio?"
"Huh?" Song Feixue was stunned again, "What, has the dance music been deleted? I...I don't know."
But she immediately went on to say, "Maybe I deleted it. I wanted to play my yoga music. Maybe I accidentally pressed delete..."
"ha!"
Feng Xiaoxiao laughed angrily and looked at Nie Zheng.
"Listen, listen! Do you hear it?"
"I heard it."
Nie Zheng nodded and took a breath.
"But Xiaoxiao, these are just small things. I'll ask Qi Ming to download the music again right away, okay?"
"..."
Feng Xiaoxiao was speechless and didn't know what to say.
If she complains, Nie Zheng has a solution. But, these are not what she wants!
"I, I'm leaving!"
Feng Xiaoxiao felt like a clown. She was in disgrace. Staying here was simply embarrassing. She couldn't stay any longer.
"Xiao Xiao!"
Nie Zheng immediately chased her and stopped her at the entrance door.
"Let go." Feng Xiaoxiao mumbled and struggled.
Hey. Nie Zheng sighed, shook his head, "Don't let go."
Feng Xiaoxiao pouted, "Why are you chasing me out?"
"What do you think?" Nie Zheng laughed, stretched out his hand to hug the person into his arms, "Don't be angry, it's all my fault, I was wrong."
Feng Xiaoxiao raised her head and looked up at him. She pursed her lips and asked, "Where did Mr. Nie go wrong?"
Nie Zheng thought for a moment, "Mr. Nie made you angry."
Feng Xiaoxiao sneered lightly, Nie Zheng didn’t understand, he didn’t understand at all! Why should he reason with her? However, he still chased her out. Nie Zheng still cared about her in his heart.
Moreover, Nie Zheng said "love" to her.
Feng Xiaoxiao thought about it again and decided to endure it.
He reached out and circled Nie Zheng's waist, "I don't want the pajamas she wore!"
Yes. Nie Zheng nodded, "Mr. Nie's girlfriend will not wear what others have worn."
Feng Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, "Also, my dance music... my dance studio, no one can be allowed in! You built it for me."
Well. Nie Zheng nodded again, "Okay, Fei Xue will come over. I really don't know. I will explain it to Lin Zhen."
"That's pretty much it."
"Mr. Nie."
Feng Xiaoxiao held Nie Zheng's face in her hands, looking very serious.
Yes. Nie Zheng nodded, "Mr. Nie, listen."
"You have to know that I have a small mind and a big temper, and I endure it all because of you." Feng Xiaoxiao pouted, "I don't like that Song Feixue at all!"
Ha ha.
Nie Zheng laughed loudly and nodded solemnly, "Mr. Nie remembers it."