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Chapter 50: Across the Galaxy

Because of this incident, Nie Zheng returned to Jinyuan early today.

As expected, Feng Xiaoxiao was not seen.

Lin Zhen pointed upstairs, "My wife didn't come down for dinner. She has been in the room since she came back."

"Um."

Nie Zheng nodded and prepared to go up to coax her.

As soon as he stepped onto the stairs, he saw Feng Xiaoxiao coming down from the stairs with disheveled hair, wearing a nightgown and rubbing her eyes.

Nie Zheng was stunned and his throat tightened.

This woman, no matter what she looks like, is infinitely charming.

"woke up."

Nie Zheng stretched out his hand and pulled Feng Xiaoxiao.

Feng Xiaoxiao twitched the corner of her mouth, "Mr. Nie, this is a strange question. If I fall asleep, can I stand?"

Huh? Nie Zheng was slightly startled, he was still angry.

This time he had wronged her, and Nie Zheng carried her to the restaurant.

Lin Zhen saw them coming down together and breathed a sigh of relief. "Sir, madam... do you want to have dinner now?"

"Uh-huh."

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and nodded, rubbing her belly, "Aunt Lin, I'm so hungry."

"Okay. We'll have some to eat soon." Lin Zhen smiled. Sometimes, she looked at Feng Xiaoxiao like a child.

Nie Zheng sat down at the front seat, and Feng Xiaoxiao walked to the other side, sitting across from him at a long distance.

The dining table is large, so it seems like the two of them are not eating at the same table.

"Um?"

Nie Zheng was not satisfied and always sat next to him. When he was happy, he would even get into his arms.

How is this now?

"come over."

Nie Zheng patted the seat next to him.

Feng Xiaoxiao glanced at him and refused with a smile: "No."

Huh? Nie Zheng raised his eyebrows, "You want to eat across the Milky Way from me?"

"What happened?"

Feng Xiaoxiao fiddled with her waist-length hair, "Mr. Nie, if I remember correctly, the agreement does not stipulate where I should sit to eat with you, right?"

This is... a tantrum.

"Ah."

Nie Zheng chuckled. He was not angry. He even found it interesting.

After four years, this woman finally had some temper in front of him, instead of always smiling and wearing a mask.

It's like, he is not her husband, but a customer.

Nie Zheng's Adam's apple rolled slightly, "Be obedient and come to me. I don't like you to be so far away from me."

"No."

Feng Xiaoxiao shook his head, still smiling.

"I don't like sitting next to you yet. Did I say anything before? Mr. Nie, I always obeyed you. For the rest of my life, I want to live as I please."

Nie Zheng frowned, knowing why she was like this.

After thinking about it, I simply spoke up.

"Xiao Xiao..."

At this time, Lin Zhen brought the meal with the cook, and Nie Zheng had to temporarily stop the conversation.

"Wow."

Feng Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, "I'm starving to death."

She stopped looking at Nie Zheng and buried her head in eating.

Seeing her gobbling up the food, Nie Zheng burst out laughing, "You're not on a diet?"

Feng Xiaoxiao, it’s really a pot that is not opened and lifted! Is it over or not? I suppressed it, but it didn’t suppress the fire after all.

He simply threw away the tableware and stared at Nie Zheng.

"Mr. Nie, it's fun to play with me, isn't it?"

Nie Zheng frowned, "Xiao Xiao..."

"I told you, don't step on me even if you don't help me!" Feng Xiaoxiao narrowed her eyes and complained.

"Why should I be on a diet? Didn't you take Ichiban's seat and give it to Song Feixue? What are you pretending to be?"

Nie Zheng said in a deep voice, "Xiao Xiao, I can explain this matter."

"Okay." Feng Xiaoxiao crossed his arms. "I'm all ears."

Nie Zheng thought for a while, "I have read the script of "Qing Huan Du" and it is not suitable for you."

"ha……"

Feng Xiaoxiao laughed, "Haha... I thought how were you going to explain it? Director Yan thinks I am suitable, but Mr. Nie, a layman, you think I am not suitable?"


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