Xiao Zichen came in and saw that the lights were dim and Zhan Fengling was lying on the bed. He frowned and stared at Zhan Fengling's little feet that occasionally moved.
Oh, the little girl didn't sleep.
Zhan Fengling didn't take the initiative to talk to him today, and he could feel it. Ye Feifei said that she wouldn't interfere with him and Zhan Fengling, and wanted him to handle it by himself.
So when entering the room, Xiao Zichen felt that he needed to talk to Zhan Fengling.
He didn't like Zhan Fengling's indifference to him. It felt like... they were strangers.
They were obviously very close people, how could they suddenly become strangers?
"Zhan Feng Ling, are you asleep?" Xiao Zichen pulled off his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, leaned over, put his hand on Zhan Feng Ling's ear, and asked in a low voice.
His voice is really nice, especially on a night like this, it is particularly captivating.
Zhan Fengling was also bewitched by him, and couldn't help but replied: "I fell asleep."
"Oh, the sleeping little woman can still talk." Xiao Zichen opened the quilt and got in.
The quilt was a little hot, and Zhan Feng Chie felt a little damp on his back.
Xiao Zichen realized that the little woman was sweating, so he quickly held her in his arms and said softly in her ear: "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"No, you, please let me go! I'm already asleep." Zhan Fengling said shyly.
Every time she was hugged by Xiao Zichen, she knew what he wanted to do.
"Well, then I can do whatever I want when you fall asleep, eh?" Xiao Zichen laughed softly.
"You, you dare! You are not allowed to be a pervert, no!" Zhan Fengling opened his eyes with some resentment, "If you want to be a pervert, then... don't stay here with me."
"If I'm not here, whose place am I?" Xiao Zichen asked.
Zhan Feng Ling's temper tantrums are really cute, and he already likes them.
"Go find your real wind chime!" After Zhan Fengling said this, he frowned again and wished he could bite off his tongue.
What is she talking about? She really looks like a jealous little woman, a bit ugly.
"Mommy said that couples quarreled over the bedside and the bed, not once... We..." Xiao Zichen pinched Zhan Fengling's chin and lowered his head...
"Well..."
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The moonlight passed through the window and fell on the ground, scattering silver light all over the ground. Zhan Fengling was in Xiao Zichen's arms, already paralyzed with exhaustion. She poked Xiao Zichen's chest with her hand, feeling indignant, but she hesitated to speak.
"I'll bring the wind chime back tomorrow." Xiao Zichen's hand caressed Zhan Fengling's forehead, gently and dotingly.
And Zhan Fengling trembled, biting his lip slightly, feeling a little uncomfortable, "You...bring her back..."
Is that to drive her away?
Zhan Fengling almost asked.
Xiao Zichen smiled and hugged the little woman in his arms tightly, "You are Mrs. Xiao."
"Yeah." Zhan Fengling nodded, but she didn't feel relieved. On the contrary, she still felt uncomfortable.
"My Mrs. Xiao, please listen clearly. When I marry you, I am responsible for you and will not divorce you. As for Feng Chime, I will treat her as a friend, okay?" Xiao Zichen thought that this explanation was clear.
But Zhan Fengling puts the emphasis on the sentence "responsibility".
Oh, Xiao Zichen stayed with her mainly because of responsibility.
If he hadn't had this responsibility, he would never have stayed with her.
"Isn't that enough? What do you want me to say more? Or..." Xiao Zichen looked at Zhan Fengling but didn't answer, pinched her chin, and started teasing her again.