Chapter 163 A Kiss

Apart from occasionally liking to do evil, Mrs. Feng is actually open-minded and cheerful, having seen a lot of things in the world.

It was already half past nine when the filming was completed.

Feng Xiao was so tired that her back and waist ached. It was very tiring to pose in various postures in high heels. After all, it was not Zeng Wenjie who was carrying her legs.

She rolled up a few pairs of stockings she had worn, threw them directly at Zeng Wenjie, and said, "This is for you!"

Zeng Wenjie slapped it away and said, "I suggest you auction it online and put your photo on it. Maybe it can fetch a good price."

This world is just a makeshift team, very strange.

Some female anchors posted their used stockings and underwear online, and a group of perverts actually bid for them. It is simply incomprehensible.

Feng Xiao was startled, snapped his fingers, and said, "That makes sense!"

Zeng Wenjie said, "Next time, buy some high-end stockings. The ones you have today feel terrible!"

Feng Xiao placed his hands on Zeng Wenjie's shoulders and said ambiguously, "Boss, if you want to see me wearing it, why don't you just buy it yourself? Even if it's something sexy, I'll cooperate!"

Zeng Wenjie poked her forehead with a finger, pushed her over on the bed, and said, "You're so naughty! How shameless!"

Mrs. Feng lay on her side on the bed, supporting her head, looking seductively at him, and hooked her finger at Zeng Wenjie.

"Now you know why Cao Cao likes married women, right?" Feng Xiao said.

"Hehe... In the late Eastern Han Dynasty, women could get married at the age of twelve. The wife that Meng Degong liked was a young lady in her teens or twenties. How could he like an aunt?" Zeng Wenjie said.

Feng Xiao's expression froze and he couldn't help but swear.

Zeng Wenjie said, "This is today's fee, calculated based on the standard hourly rate for a flat model."

After saying this, Zeng Wenjie threw out 1,500 yuan.

Mrs. Feng took a look and snorted, "It feels like you've been prostituted, don't you?"

Zeng Wenjie said expressionlessly, "Remember to come to work on time tomorrow. I'll contact you if there are any filming or acting needs."

Feng Xiao sneered, put the money away, and said, "You're not going to refund the room, right? If not, I'll sleep here!"

Zeng Wenjie said, "Check out tomorrow morning."

Feng Xiao patted the pillow, raised the 1500 yuan in his hand, and said, "Come and sleep with me, I'll give you a reward."

Zeng Wenjie ignored her, took a shoe box and put a pair of shoes that Feng Xiao couldn't wear into it, then turned and left.

"I'll take the shoes back to the rental house tomorrow. I'll need them for future filming."

When Feng Xiao heard the door slam shut, he carefully got out of bed, stood on tiptoe to the peephole and looked out, but there was no one there.

She breathed a sigh of relief, then punched the wall lightly again, turned off the lights and took a rest. She was tired after a day and would get up and take a shower tomorrow morning.

Lying in the room of the luxurious hotel, the big bed is comfortable and soft, and the pillows are also soft. It is many times more comfortable than the bed in the rental house where I currently live.

But Feng Xiao couldn't sleep. The past events played frame by frame in his mind like a slide show.

When Zeng Wenjie returned to school, it was already past ten o'clock, and the dormitory would be closed in half an hour.

"Xiao Mu, come down quickly. I have a gift for you." Zeng Wenjie called Mu Qingyang at the door of the girls' dormitory.

"I'm coming!" Mu Qingyang responded happily, then ran out in his pajamas and a coat.

Mu Qingyang came downstairs, passed through the iron gate, saw Zeng Wenjie standing there, and immediately trotted up.

Zeng Wenjie handed her the shoe box in his hand and said, "Here, this is a gift for you, a pair of high heels I designed myself!"

Mu Qingyang took it with both hands and asked, "Can you open it and take a look?"

Zeng Wenjie said: "Of course!"

When Mu Qingyang opened it, he saw a pair of black high heels with a unique logo on the heels. The whole pair of shoes looked very stylish and exquisite.

"I can't accept it." Mu Qingyang said.

"Why?" Zeng Wenjie asked.

"Giving someone shoes means letting them go." Mu Qingyang said.

"Hahaha, that's what lovers say. We are not lovers!" Zeng Wenjie said.

Mu Qingyang was stunned, then thought carefully, it seemed that they were really not a couple!

The relationship between the two is very close, but they have never formally established a relationship, and Mu Qingyang attaches great importance to this.

Zeng Wenjie reached out and pinched her pretty face, saying, "Take it. Malenia was founded with your help! Even if we're a couple, it's only natural for me to give you shoes from this brand. It doesn't carry any bad connotations."

Mu Qingyang looked at the high heels in the shoe box, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he said, "Then I will happily accept it!"

"Have you said thank you?" Zeng Wenjie asked slowly.

"I won't tell you!" Mu Qingyang puffed out his cheeks and hid the shoe box behind him.

Zeng Wenjie said: "Don't be so cute, otherwise I can't help but want to pinch your face again!"

Mu Qingyang asked, "You seem very busy recently?"

Zeng Wenjie nodded and said, "I'm a little busy, but I'll come see you when I'm free. Only when I see you every day can my wandering heart finally find a home!"

Mu Qingyang felt that he was becoming more and more bold. Many of his words that seemed to be confessions were no longer spoken in Russian, but were spoken directly to him.

Although her autistic and socially anxious condition has improved a lot, it is still difficult for her to adapt for a while.

"I gave you such beautiful shoes. Since you didn't prepare any gift in return, let me kiss you on the cheek!" Zeng Wenjie said.

"ah?!"

Mu Qingyang was stunned, then looked around with a red face.

Uncle Dong was hiding in the gatehouse to avoid the wind and didn't pay any attention.

After confirming that no one was around, Mu Qingyang hardened his heart, closed his eyes, leaned forward, and said in a whisper, "Okay."

Then, she felt her lips being attacked!

At that moment, she was frightened and stood still as if she had been electrocuted.

In my heart, all kinds of emotions suddenly surged: fear, surprise, panic, joy, anger, happiness...

"Let's go!"

After Zeng Wenjie took advantage of the situation, he immediately left.

Mu Qingyang said: "Playing tricks, lying!"

Zeng Wenjie walked away while looking back and waving, with a sly smile on his face.

Mu Qingyang blushed, covered her pretty face with a shoe box, and walked quickly into the dormitory building.

Zeng Wenjie smacked his lips, finding the taste endlessly delicious. Xiao Mu's lips were moist, tender, and elastic.

There is no doubt that sometimes keeping a proper distance can actually promote feelings.

Zeng Wenjie has been very busy these two days, but he actually seized the opportunity to get close to her.

Mu Qingyang returned to the dormitory, the blush on her face gradually faded. She took two deep breaths before pushing open the door and entering the dormitory.

"That bastard Zeng Wenjie asked you out late at night. What did he give you?" Ouyang Yun asked curiously.

"High heels." Mu Qingyang said with a hint of boasting.

"Tsk, that's nothing strange!" Jiang Yu said with a bit of disdain.

Mu Qingyang opened the shoe box and said, "Humph, he designed it himself!"

The three roommates immediately gathered around.

(End of this chapter)