Nie Zheng frowned and remained silent. There were some words that he found difficult to say.
Once Feng Xiaoxiao started, he couldn't stop.
"Tell me, why am I not suitable? Yes, Song Feixue is so suitable. She is right at the top of your heart. Of course you think she is suitable everywhere!"
After I finished speaking, I was still panting.
Seeing her so angry, Nie Zheng was actually a little happy.
He stood up and held Feng Xiaoxiao's hand. "What, are you jealous?"
"ha--"
Feng Xiaoxiao pulled his hand back fiercely.
"Am I jealous? Stop joking! The prerequisite for being jealous is that I have to like you! Are we the kind of relationship where we can fall in love?"
She was so angry that she didn't realize that Nie Zheng's face had turned dark.
Nie Zheng's face was sullen, as if he had lost his patience.
"When I say the script is inappropriate, it's just inappropriate."
"ha?"
Feng Xiaoxiao laughed angrily and nodded her chin.
"Okay, Mr. Nie said this, who dares to have an opinion? The capital is the best! You have the money, you have the final say!"
After saying that, he turned around and went upstairs.
"stop!"
Nie Zheng shouted, "Where are you going?"
He tapped the table with his long fingers, "Eat, aren't you hungry?"
"you--"
Feng Xiaoxiao turned back and glared at him, thinking that he did it on purpose. Can she eat in this mood?
"Don't eat!"
Feng Xiaoxiao said sarcastically.
"Whether the script is suitable for me is up to you, Mr. Nie, but whether I eat or not is up to me!"
Lifting his chin, Feng Xiaoxiao turned around and ran away.
Nie Zheng was left behind, raising his hand to rub his eyebrows. He thought she would lose her temper, but he didn't expect it to be so serious.
Feng Xiaoxiao has always had a bad temper, and he knew that.
However, in front of him, Feng Xiaoxiao kept pretending.
Now, she doesn't pretend anymore - is that a good thing or a bad thing?
Nie Zheng had dinner alone and returned to the master bedroom upstairs. The master bedroom was pitch dark, and even the wall lamps were not turned on.
It was quiet all around.
Nie Zheng turned on the wall lamp and saw a bulging ball on the big bed - Feng Xiaoxiao had wrapped his entire head, like a silkworm chrysalis.
Ah.
Nie Zheng chuckled, his eyes filled with emotions that he couldn't even see through.
After taking a bath, Nie Zheng climbed onto the bed, held Feng Xiaoxiao in his arms, reached into the quilt, and easily hooked her waist.
"No, no!"
Feng Xiaoxiao started to twist.
Nie Zheng never let go. She got angry and lifted the quilt, "Mr. Nie, I won't serve you tonight!"
"Huh? What?" Nie Zheng narrowed his eyes.
In bed, this was the first time Feng Xiaoxiao rejected him.
Even though they had just gotten married four years ago and were strangers to each other, she never refused.
"Don't you understand?"
Feng Xiaoxiao lost her temper and her facial features became more vivid and bright.
"I don't want to sleep with you!"
Nie Zheng sighed softly, he really didn't know how to coax a woman. He rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, "Xiao Xiao, the girl in "Qing Huan Du", I agreed to Feixue a long time ago..."
"Give it! Who didn't let you give it?"
Feng Xiaoxiao mocked, "What else can I say? I just don't want to sleep with you right now! If Mr. Nie needs it, go find Miss Song!"
"..."
Nie Zheng hesitated and said displeased.
"Almost enough!"
"ha?"
Feng Xiaoxiao was extremely angry and laughed.
"Who is quarreling with you? Mr. Nie, I know my position well. What right do I have to quarrel with you? I just want to implement the agreement in a different way. From now on, when I don't want to sleep with you, don't touch me
!”
These words touched Nie Zheng's bottom line.
Nie Zheng's face darkened, "Feng Xiaoxiao, you're making such a fuss just for a show! Don't even think about the show that I won't let you take part in. It's useless no matter how hard you make it!"