Xiao Zichen let out a deep breath, then glanced at the bed... his expression became even worse.
Did he do something here last night?
"Hiss..." Feng Xue moved his brows, let out a light hiss, slowly opened his eyes, then grabbed the quilt to cover his body, and then faced Xiao Zichen with a bit of horror, "You, what are you doing?
Will you stay here with me?"
Xiao Zichen held his forehead, got out of bed first, and then said: "I'm sorry."
Seeing Xiao Zichen's back turned to her, Feng Xue let out a long sigh of relief, then pretended to be thinking, and said slowly: "I... seem to have some impression, I... was in a coma... it seems..."
Xiao Zichen quickly picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on first, "You put on your clothes first and go out to talk."
This look was too awkward to get along with. Xiao Zichen didn't want to have a frank relationship with Feng Xue.
When Feng Xue saw Xiao Zichen going out, she slowly picked up her clothes and specially found one with a large collar, revealing the evidence created by Lu Xiaoxiao.
Haha, very good, she will let Xiao Zichen know that she is not that easy to drive away.
As long as Feng Xue wants her, Xiao Zichen must stay and become her husband.
Twenty minutes later, Feng Xue walked out of the room. Xiao Zichen was on the first floor, sitting upright, with a face like an ice sculpture with a light layer of frost floating on it.
He was in a very bad mood.
I have no memory of what happened last night. At this moment, there are reporters outside the door. The calls from Ye Feifei and the others are also gathered on the mobile phone.
Xiao Zichen has never been so embarrassed.
Especially when it comes to women.
Xiao Zichen was very uncomfortable. He actually didn't know how to explain to Feng Xue.
His plan never included a relationship with Feng Xue.
However, what was least expected to happen has now happened.
He didn't even know how to face Zhan Fengling.
What would happen to such a little white rabbit when she saw the news at home?
Xiao Zichen only felt sorry for Zhan Fengling.
"Xiao Zichen." Feng Xue came to the man and deliberately lowered her body to let the man see the marks on her body. But this woman was too white and she pretended to be generous and said, "This time, just treat it as nothing."
It happened. I wouldn’t care.”
Xiao Zichen stared at her and remained silent.
If the other party says he doesn't care, can he not care?
It must not work, he is not a scumbag.
"What do you need?" Xiao Zichen asked, meaning that as long as Feng Xue can propose it, he can satisfy it unless it is marriage.
Feng Xue could hear it. She inserted her fingers into her hair, raised her lips slightly, and Feng Qingyun said calmly: "It's just a bed for adults, it's not that important. I don't care, and don't take it too seriously.
Well, don’t forget, you also have a little wife.”
She deliberately mentioned Zhan Fengling just to let Xiao Zichen know that there was a conflict now.
"I will give her an explanation, and I will do the same for you here..." Xiao Zichen insisted.
Feng Xue pursed her lips, smiled, and sighed, "What explanation can you give me? It's nothing more than giving me money or something. Do you think I need money? What a woman loses is her precious first time. How much money can you give me?"
It can't be made up for. Xiao Zichen, forget it, don't act like a fool, let's pretend nothing happened."
After saying that, Feng Xue stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. He held the window frame with his hands, tilted his head and looked outside, and smiled lightly, "Let's explain it to them together."