Listening to the sound of water in the bathroom, Ding Duo slapped the essence on his face in the mirror, thinking about it, thinking about it for a while, thinking about it for a while, thinking about it for a while, thinking about how wrong it was, and always feeling that something was missing.

What does An Feng mean, is it complaining?

But what he said was true.

When they were together, they said that they would live together, Ding Duo never thought of announcing the relationship between the two to the outside world, and An Feng did not have any requirements in this regard.

In this era of flash marriage and hidden marriage at every turn, she really doesn't think An Feng cares about the identity of a boyfriend.

But what does that grudge mean?

Well, there was no particularly obvious resentment, but the more she pondered it, the more she could smell a smell like a deep resentful woman.

When An Feng came out of the shower and sat on the edge of the bed to wipe his hair, Ding Duo leaned in and asked, "Did you agree to date me because I better met your mate selection criteria?" ”

An Feng's eyes were weird again: "Why did you suddenly think like that?" ”

"After all, I found you at that time, and after only a brief introduction to yourself, you agreed to live with me。。。。。。"

"You said you were a screenwriter at the time." An Feng interrupted her: "From the time I joined the group to the finale, I have never seen you, nor have I been in contact with you. ”

The more Ding Duo listened, the more wrong it became: "You didn't think that I would talk to you about feelings?" ”

An Feng was silent for a while before he said: "At the finale banquet, you came directly to me and said that you had something to talk to me about, I thought it was related to work." ”

Listening to this, Ding Duo was upset, she moved to An Feng's side, slapped away his hand to wipe his hair, and squinted her eyes to meet An Feng's gaze: "Then why did you agree to date me in the first place?" ”

An Feng turned his head and continued to wipe his hair, but Ding Duo grabbed his wrist, he gently struggled and didn't break away, so he had to put down his hand and said, "I think you're good." ”

"Liar!" Ding Duo pointed at An Feng's eyebrows with his sad and angry eyes: "You have known me for less than half an hour." ”

An Feng glanced at her, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised: "Do you still know that you have known me for less than half an hour?" ”

Ding Duo panicked, but he still stubbornly said, "Then didn't you agree to me on the spot?" ”

What if you said yes at that time? After looking back and understanding it, if you feel that it is inappropriate, you can regret and refuse. ”

Ding Duo was stunned, turned around suddenly, grabbed the towel in An Feng's hand and threw it out, and said angrily: "You actually wanted a one-night stand with me at that time, right?" ”

An Feng paused, got up and picked up the towel back, and said calmly: "No, I just want to inquire about your situation." ”

Ding Duo immediately thought of the incident that had just moved: "My father's matter, you can't investigate it, right?" ”

Facing Ding Duo's unhappy eyes, An Feng said calmly: "No, I'm not interested in the situation at your home, I just want to know about you as a person." ”

Saying this, Ding Duo was relieved, and as soon as he relaxed, he suddenly remembered something again: "What did you hear about me?" ”

An Feng took the towel and hung it back to the bathroom, and said as he walked: "It's nothing, I just casually asked the people around me, but I heard that you haven't been in love since you were twenty-eight, and I think it's incredible." ”

Ding Duo was suddenly annoyed and angry: "What's wrong with not being in love!?" ”

An Feng came back from the bathroom and lay down on the bed, then he looked at Ding Duo slowly, and said expressionlessly: "It's good, so I promised you." Well, good night. ”

“。。。。。。 Wait a minute, what do you mean? Hey, don't sleep! ”

No matter how Ding Duo asked, An Feng closed his eyes and ignored her.

Ding Duo finally jumped out of bed angrily to turn off the light, and rushed back to the bed angrily, and when he lay down, he couldn't help but put his legs into An Feng's quilt and kicked him.

An Feng didn't say a word from beginning to end, looking like he was already asleep and couldn't wake up no matter how noisy he was.