Xu Guoguo was already at a loss, she didn't understand the meaning of Feng Zhanjue's words.

Seeing her so cute, Feng Zhanjue couldn't help it, pinched her cheek and laughed.

He lowered his head to her forehead and said in a dumb voice, "Don't change you, it's fine for you to do this." ”

Although he doesn't know too much about those things, this kind of Xu Guoguo is very cute, he wants to spoil her like this all his life, so that she has always been so simple.

"Ah Zhan, did Zhenzhen have something unpleasant with Nanfeng?" Xu Guoguo leaned on his shoulder and thought about it seriously, and asked carefully.

Although Feng Zhanjue was only stiff for a moment, Xu Guoguo still sensed it, she immediately pushed Feng Zhanjue away and looked at him vigilantly: "Is that really the case?" You're hiding something from me, aren't you? ”

"I have been wronged, and I have nothing to hide from you." Feng Zhanjue hurriedly raised his hands and looked at her innocently.

Xu Guoguo squinted his eyes slightly, stared at him seriously for a while, and then snorted coldly again, and continued to talk about Han Zhenzhen: "Every time Zhenzhen is sad, it is because of Wen Nanfeng, so I think it has something to do with him." ”

"You, don't think about it, she just has a cold." Feng Zhanjue hugged her and said softly.

"I hope so." Maybe this topic was too sad, Xu Guoguo stopped talking after he finished speaking, buried his face in Feng Zhanjue's chest, and stopped talking.

Feng Zhanjue gently stroked Xu Guoguo's hair, and if he could, he didn't want to continue the topic.

Soon Xu Guoguo found another topic, snuggled up with his lover, and had a smile on his face again.

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The next day, Feng Zhanjue was at home with Xu Guoguo basking in the sun, Wen Nanfeng came in with a white face, his eyes were resentful, and when he looked at Feng Zhanjue, it was as if the other party owed him millions.

Feng Zhanjue raised his eyebrows slightly, looked at him coldly, and asked unceremoniously: "Is there something wrong, if it's okay, don't bother us." ”

"Why are you always so lucky, even if your uncle is not close to you, but you still get everything you want, Feng Zhanjue, everyone is alive for the first time, why do you cheat?" Wen Nanfeng roared.

It seems that Wen Nanfeng is very unsatisfactory now, Feng Zhanjue smiled without scruples, and said provocatively: "Wen Nanfeng, you yourself are not satisfied, and you still blame me?" ”

Wen Nanfeng clasped his hands and glared at him angrily.

In his opinion, most of his misfortune comes from Feng Zhanjue, since he was a child, Wen's mother compared him with herself, and when he grew up, he left the country, thinking that he would leave his influence, but he didn't expect that he would rob his most beloved woman in the end.

Thinking of those things, Wen Nanfeng was even more angry, and his eyes were red and glaring at Feng Zhanjue.

It may be that Wen Nanfeng's eyes are too terrifying, Xu Guoguo suddenly felt a little nervous, and soon there was a pain in his stomach.

"Ah Zhan." Xu Guoguo grabbed Feng Zhanjue's arm, her face was a little pale, she covered her stomach with her other hand, and whispered, "My stomach hurts." ”

"What's wrong? I'll take you to the hospital right away. Feng Zhanjue hurriedly stood up.

He was about to pick Xu Guoguo up, but Wen Nanfeng stepped forward to stop the person, glanced at Xu Guoguo's face, and said, "Guoguo, don't move at will now." ”

After he finished speaking to Feng Zhanjue, he looked at Xu Guoguo again, and said to her slowly: "Guoguo, you take a deep breath now and follow my rhythm." ”

Xu Guoguo grabbed Feng Zhanjue's hand tightly and followed Wen Nanfeng's movements. Fire Book Bar

Fortunately, Wen Nanfeng's method was effective, and it didn't take long for her stomach to stop hurting, and the three of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

However, Feng Zhanjue was still a little worried, called Doctor Li, and after making sure that Xu Guoguo was fine, he looked at Wen Nanfeng in a complicated way, and said for a long time: "Thank you." ”

"You ......" Wen Nanfeng was a little surprised, Feng Zhanjue's thank-you or apologizing was something that didn't exist in his memory.

Wen Nanfeng lowered his eyes and laughed at himself: "I finally understand why Guoguo chose you." ”

After saying that, he raised his head again and gave him a reluctant smile, and carefully extended an invitation: "If you have time, let's go have a drink, shall we?" ”

Feng Zhanjue looked at Xu Guoguo, who was asleep, and hesitated for a moment before nodding, he knew that Wen Nanfeng had something to say to him.

The two found a bar not far from the old house, Wen Nanfeng ordered a table of wine, leaned on the sofa casually, and his eyes became melancholy.

He didn't rush to deal with Feng Zhanjue, and after drinking a few glasses, he handed Feng Zhanjue a glass.

"I've been jealous of you since I was a child, why are you the child of the Feng family, my grandson needs to bear a lot, and then ......" He didn't finish in a hurry, and lowered his head with a sneer.

"Everyone's path is different." Feng Zhanjue looked at him for a while, and saw that he didn't mean to speak, so he spoke.

"Will you give me Guoguo?" Wen Nanfeng suddenly raised his head, grabbed Feng Zhanjue's arm and looked at him excitedly: "Now that I have nothing, will you give me the fruit?" ”

Feng Zhanjue's eyes suddenly turned cold, he pushed Wen Nanfeng away, stood up and rolled up his sleeves and gave him a punch unceremoniously, and then lifted his shirt and looked at him fiercely.

"If it weren't for the old man's face, do you think you still have the gas to talk to me here?" Feng Zhanjue approached him and smiled disdainfully.

But at this moment, where would Wen Nanfeng pay attention to this, his eyes were empty, and he repeated the words just now: "I have nothing, can you give me the fruit?" ”

"What about Han Zhenzhen?" Feng Zhanjue threw him on the ground like garbage, raised his foot and stepped on his most vulnerable place, and said fiercely: "If a man can't be responsible for the other party, why should he be impulsive in the first place? ”

At the mention of Han Zhenzhen, Wen Nanfeng's eyes changed significantly, he slowly raised his head to look at Feng Zhanjue, and his eyes slowly sobered up.

He just sat on the ground, laughing uncontrollably, and finally burst into tears.

He looked at Feng Zhanjue, who was looking down at him, his eyes darkened again, and he sneered: "With me now, how can you let me face her?" She is the eldest lady of the Han family, I am responsible, but can I afford it? ”

"You're bad right now?" Feng Zhanjue clasped his hands and asked inexplicably.

"What?" Wen Nanfeng's eyes lit up again, he hurriedly stood up, stared into Feng Zhanjue's eyes and asked, "You still don't think I'm bad after I'm like this?" ”

Feng Zhanjue shook his head, sat down again, and returned to his calm appearance just now.

He took a sip of his wine glass, looked at the people dancing wildly in front of him, and mocked: "Compared to those who sell meat, where are you bad?" ”

"You ......" Wen Nanfeng blushed, he knew that Feng Zhanjue didn't have any good words in his mouth.

But after thinking about it, he still has a chance to start over, and he won't be cornered, right?

After thinking about it, Wen Nanfeng propped his hands back on the sofa, looked at the ceiling and said with a smile: "I hated you a lot before, but you and Guoguo never looked at other women after they were together, no matter who it was, it was not difficult for you to get into your eyes, which made me admire it very much." ”

If it were him, it might be a different picture.