Nie Zheng's feeling was correct, Feng Xiaoxiao was having a cold war with him.
Nie Zheng came out of the shower and didn't see Feng Xiaoxiao. After searching, he found her nestled in the video room, chewing potato chips and watching idol dramas.
"Sleep."
Nie Zheng walked over and reached out to rub her hair.
"not sleepy……"
Feng Xiaoxiao didn't look, but avoided his hand deftly.
Tsk.
Nie Zheng looked at his hanging hands, feeling uncomfortable. He said patiently, "It's almost eleven o'clock. You went to bed late. Aren't you worried about your skin?"
"fine."
Feng Xiaoxiao watched the idol drama without giving him a look.
"I don't rely on my reputation to make a living. Who cares? It doesn't matter."
Nie Zheng hesitated for a moment, having nothing to say, so he could only go back to bed and lie down on his own. Before falling asleep, he heard Feng Xiaoxiao's laughter.
"Haha, that's really interesting..."
It came from the video room. Nie Zheng laughed when he heard it. Really... what should I do with her?
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When I woke up early in the morning, the seat next to Nie Zheng was empty again.
Nie Zheng wondered if she hadn't come back to sleep all night, right? He got out of bed and walked to the video room.
Sure enough, Feng Xiaoxiao was nestled on the sofa, sleeping soundly.
Nie Zheng bent down and picked the person up.
"Well……"
Feng Xiaoxiao purred like a kitten and burrowed into Nie Zheng's arms.
Nie Zheng smiled.
What is the use of Mrs. Nie? It’s just to make me angry. Now I won’t sleep with him or make breakfast.
When he put Feng Xiaoxiao on the bed, Feng Xiaoxiao opened his eyes.
"..." Nie Zheng was startled, "I woke you up."
Feng Xiaoxiao blinked, "It's morning, then I'll go make breakfast for Mr. Nie..."
"No need." Nie Zheng held her down and said, "I didn't sleep well last night. Let's go back to sleep. There are dark circles under my eyes."
"ah?"
Feng Xiaoxiao was startled, jumped up and rushed to the dressing table to look in the mirror.
"Ouch, really, really! What should I do? Something serious has happened, so I need to put on an eye mask right away..."
His wrists tightened and he was pulled into Nie Zheng's arms.
"fine."
Nie Zheng stroked her waist-length hair and said, "You are beautiful like this."
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned, pressed her head against his chest, raised her head and smiled at him, "Mr. Nie, I feel guilty."
"……Um."
Nie Zheng nodded.
She wanted the female lead in "Qing Huan Du", but he couldn't give it to her. In fact, he didn't even want her to work in this industry.
"How can I not be angry?"
Nie Zheng lowered his attitude. He really didn't know what to do.
"Tsk."
Feng Xiaoxiao smacked her lips and thought to herself, there is no solution to the problem between them, okay? To solve it, wait until the divorce will resolve it naturally.
She scratched Nie Zheng's Adam's apple with her finger, trying to be practical.
"I have my eye on a watch, Patek Philippe's..."
"Okay." Nie Zheng didn't hesitate for 0.1 second and nodded, "I'll buy it for you. Do you have any more?"
"Hehe, no."
Feng Xiaoxiao smiled and shook her head, and kissed Nie Zheng on the cheek, "Thank you, Mr. Nie, it's a waste of money."
"As long as you like [3q中文 ]."
Nie Zheng raised the corners of his lips.
Like it?
Of course Feng Xiaoxiao likes it. It's money. Who wouldn't like it? This is all a reserve for the two fishes.
However, she knew very well that Nie Zheng didn't care about this at all.
To him, money is just a series of numbers.
To care about a person is not to see how much he gives you, but to see how much he has and then how much he is willing to give you...
It just so happened that what Nie Zheng gave her was what he lacked the least and didn't care about the least.
And what she wanted, Nie Zheng gave to Song Feixue...