"What are you afraid of? We are not having an affair." Feng Xijue said as he picked up Shen Zhenzhen's phone and took a look.
Very good, it’s Pei Shaoqing.
Shen Zhenzhen also saw it, but she was not panicked at all.
Not only did Shen Zhenzhen press the answer button in front of Feng Xijue, she also turned on the hands-free function.
Pei Shaoqing asked her very familiarly, "What are you eating tonight?"
Chen Zhenzhen said slowly, "My husband fed me dinner. He gave me chicken soup, fish, ribs, and other things. He fed me so gently that I almost ate too much!"
"Mr. Pei, you're so concerned about what I had for dinner. Are you trying to secretly poach my chef?"
Pei Shao, who was just about to have dinner when he was forced to eat a lot of dog food on the other end of the phone, said: "..."
Feng Xijue had no intention of speaking, but his hands firmly circled Shen Zhenzhen's slender waist.
"Mr. Pei, if you don't say anything, I'm going to hang up. Please don't call me for such trivial matters again. We are really not familiar with each other!"
"First time makes second time familiar. Do you like any of the flowers I sent you these days?"
Shen Zhenzhen thought about the flowers Pei Shaoqing had given her in the past few days: carnations, lilies, jasmine...
"It's not a matter of whether I like you or not. After all, I'm not old enough to be your mother!"
After saying that, Shen Zhenzhen didn't give Pei Shaoqing a chance to explain and hung up the phone.
Putting the phone on the coffee table, Shen Zhenzhen did not forget that she was just 'arguing' with Feng Xijue.
She immediately got into the mood, "Asshole, you just treat me as a tool, let me go~ I want to run away~"
Feng Xijue: "..."
There was nothing wrong with his ears. Shen Zhenzhen had just called him husband, but now he had turned into a jerk again.
This 'little ancestor' is so emotionally unstable!
Unable to break free from the man's grip, Shen Zhenzhen gave up immediately.
Feng Xijue's low, hoarse, and extremely magnetic voice sounded softly in her ears.
"You've forgotten all I did yesterday so quickly, huh?"
When she thought of the unspeakable scenes from yesterday, Shen Zhenzhen's face turned red.
"Then we'll just be each other's tools. That's even, but you still have to settle the score for disliking me."
The man pinched her slender waist lightly and asked, "How do you want to settle it?"
Tilting her head, Shen Zhenzhen thought for a moment and said, "Don't complain about my noise in the future. Besides, I'm going to send you a lot of emoticons, so you're not allowed to block me!"
Feng Xijue: "..."
Fortunately, he can turn on the Do Not Disturb function for messages!
Without wearing shoes, Shen Zhenzhen's fair and tender little feet kicked him lightly.
"You're not talking, do you mean you're unhappy?"
Feng Xijue said calmly, "If you have something to say, just call me directly. Why are you sending so many emojis?"
After taking several deep breaths, Shen Zhenzhen asked Feng Xijue, "Have you never sent emoticons to others?"
Without even thinking about it, Feng Xijue just said "hmm" lightly.
Shen Zhenzhen picked up the phone and handed it to Feng Xijue, "Then send me one now."
Someone took the phone, but Feng Xijue refused directly, "No."
For this "old antique" who was unwilling to even send an emoticon package, Shen Zhenzhen could only unlock her phone and send Feng Xijue ten emoticons in one breath, and they were all very cute!
After just one glance, Feng Xijue said to Shen Zhenzhen, “You can go take a shower.”
Shen Zhenzhen replied with a firm look in her eyes, “Wait until you finish reading the emoticons I sent before washing them.”
Feng Xijue was even more determined than her, "I won't look at it."
The corners of her eyes were red, and Shen Zhenzhen's face was full of disappointment, "You really don't like me at all!"
She tried her best to pry the man's hands open, but it was still useless.
"Let me go and never hug me again!" Chen Zhenzhen said fiercely, but Feng Xijue still didn't let go.
Then, he stood up and walked into the bathroom while holding Shen Zhenzhen.
After letting Shen Zhenzhen sit on the sink, he began to help her run the bath water.
While gently shaking her legs, Shen Zhenzhen looked at Feng Xijue and let out a soft "tsk".
What a taciturn old antique, fortunately she is talkative.
Otherwise, two people would stay together and say less than ten sentences the whole night.
After helping Shen Zhenzhen prepare the bath water, Feng Xijue carried her down from the sink and asked her a question.
"Do you want to wash it yourself, or let the servant do it for you?"
"None of your business."
"Um?"
"Get out, I don't want to bother with you anymore."
"Just because I don't read the emojis you send?"
"Yes, if you don't like me and don't want to read the emoticons I post, then just leave me alone!"
The man’s slender big hand gently pinched Shen Zhenzhen’s face, “Childish, wash it quickly, otherwise you will put the plaster on yourself.”
Shen Zhenzhen: “…”
o(╥﹏╥)o The old man said she was childish, but it was obviously because he was old-fashioned and had no idea about love!
Shen Zhenzhen, who didn't want to apply the plaster herself, nor did she want the servant to help her take a bath, had no choice but to compromise.
When Feng Xijue went out, someone closed the door for her.
Shen Zhenzhen curled her lips slightly. She had thought that after yesterday's 'intimate contact', her relationship with Feng Xijue had become closer.
But it was obviously just her illusion, otherwise Feng Xijue would have helped her take a bath.
Hum! She didn't want the help of this 'old-fashioned guy' who was only willing to help her apply the plaster!
It was quite comfortable to take a hot bath, but Shen Zhenzhen discovered that she didn’t bring pajamas with her.
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