Chapter 272: The two reconciled
Feng Zhanjue glanced at Wen Nanfeng, pursed his lips and fell into deep thought.
"Why do you like Guoguo, I always thought that you would definitely get married for profit." Wen Nanfeng raised a question that had puzzled him for a long time.
"If you love, you will naturally love, if it weren't for her, I wouldn't marry someone else." Feng Zhanjue said calmly, he looked at Wen Nanfeng with a calm gaze.
Knowing that he wouldn't lie, Wen Nanfeng was shocked by his words again, he didn't expect him to think so before.
Seeing his surprise, Feng Zhanjue felt strange, frowned and asked, "Isn't it right?" β
Wen Nanfeng thought about it carefully, it was indeed like this in the past, he didn't have an affair with any woman, and he always looked like he was not allowed to enter, so that when he heard the news that he and Xu Guoguo were together, he subconsciously thought that Feng Zhanjue had another purpose.
"I didn't think it would be like this when you were in love." Wen Nanfeng sighed, pinched his aching eyebrows and slowly slid to the ground, his eyes full of bitterness.
Looking back now, how ridiculous the things he did were at the beginning, he looked at Feng Zhanjue again, and laughed at himself: "You must be laughing at me, laughing at me for breaking you up like a fool." β
"Nope." Feng Zhanjue spit out two words indifferently.
"But I think I'm a fool, Guoguo is the first person I like, I thought we could grow old." Wen Nanfeng sat on the belt and curled his legs and said.
He sighed, and after saying this, he felt a lot lighter.
He turned his head to look at Feng Zhanjue again, and saw that he was still very calm, his eyes were cold, and he didn't have the gentleness when he was with Xu Guoguo at all, how could such a Feng Zhanjue not give people an illusion.
Seeing that he was looking at himself, Feng Zhanjue looked at him suspiciously, and only said after a long time: "You let go of the opportunity yourself, then you can't blame me." β
"Myself?" Wen Nanfeng muttered softly.
If he hadn't gone abroad but went to college with Xu Guoguo, maybe it would have been a different story, and in the final analysis, he had missed it.
He picked up another glass of wine and drank it all, pinched the glass and laughed at himself: "Isn't my life ridiculous, it has always been arranged." β
Feng Zhanjue shook his head, his indifferent eyes were a little more complicated, he hesitated for a moment before saying, "At least in the first twenty years of you, they were very good to you. β
As he spoke, Feng Zhanjue seemed to be a little lost, but when Wen Nanfeng looked carefully, he didn't find anything.
Wen Nanfeng burst into tears of laughter, covering his face with his hands to hide his embarrassment, he wanted to go back in time now, but he didn't know when to go back.
The two drank again in a sullen voice, and after a long time, Wen Nanfeng suddenly laughed again, as if he had drunk too much.
He stared at Feng Zhanjue intently, until he saw Feng Zhanjue's unhappy frown, and then said: "I know that I am not the material to be the boss, my previous investments were either because I gave up profits, or others found them for me, but I still want to fight." β
He looked at Feng Zhanjue with deep eyes, and after a long time, he sighed again and said, "I found that I really can't compare with you, Feng Zhanjue, you are a pervert!" β
"I think that's good." Feng Zhanjue took a sip of wine calmly, saying that he liked it very much like it was now.
Seeing that he didn't even comfort himself, Wen Nanfeng clenched his teeth tightly, as if he wanted to fight with him.
Feng Zhanjue looked at Wen Nanfeng from head to toe, and kindly reminded: "You can't beat me." β
"Damn!" He couldn't help but explode. Nine peaches
Later, Wen Nanfeng was no longer bored with himself, and he drank three-quarters of the wine on the table, and it didn't take long for Wen Nanfeng to be drunk and unconscious.
Seeing that he fell asleep like this, Feng Zhanjue kicked him, and seeing that he didn't move, he called the bartender dissatisfied and went to the hotel next to him to open a room for him.
He held his hands and watched the bartender cover the quilt for Wen Nanfeng, took out a few red Grandpa Mao from his wallet and gave them to him, and turned around indifferently and went out.
Back at Feng's house, Xu Guoguo had already woken up and was lying on the bed reading a book.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Xu Guoguo immediately put down the book and turned his head to look at the man who came in.
When she smelled a strong smell of alcohol on him, she subconsciously frowned and said in disgust: "You went drinking with Nanfeng?" β
Looking at her expression, Feng Zhanjue didn't get any closer, and even threw his coat far away.
He nodded, looked at Xu Guoguo with concern, and asked, "Is there anything uncomfortable?" β
"I'm okay, is Nanfeng alright?" Xu Guoguo glanced at the door and asked.
It's not because of how much she cares about Wen Nanfeng, but because of Wen Nanfeng's current situation, she is afraid that he can't help but think about it.
Perhaps because of the drinking, Feng Zhanjue's emotions were a little exposed, he stared at Xu Guoguo, and said very bluntly: "I don't like to hear his name from your mouth, I'm very uncomfortable here." β
As he spoke, he pointed to his chest and his expression changed.
"Okay, I'll not talk about it later." Xu Guoguo nodded obediently, he didn't let him say it, then he didn't say it.
Seeing that she was so well-behaved, Feng Zhanjue smiled again.
He really wanted to hug his wife, but now his body was too stinky, and Feng Zhanjue was dissatisfied: "I'll never drink again in the future." β
This person obviously drank too much, and when he went to the bathroom, Xu Guoguo couldn't help but snicker, he didn't expect Feng Zhanjue, who had drunk too much, to be so cute, and he didn't feel cold at all, but he was a little cute.
After taking a bath, Feng Zhanjue was obviously sober, and the maid also brought the decanting soup.
Finally able to hold his wife in his arms, Feng Zhanjue took her shoulders and leaned on her shoulders, closed his eyes and said lazily: "He won't pester you anymore after this time." β
Xu Guoguo touched his hair and said with emotion: "Actually, the south wind is not easy. β
Feng Zhanjue pinched her chin and made her look at him, and the two looked at each other, and he approached to kiss her, blocking all the words he didn't want to hear.
Seeing him so naΓ―ve, Xu Guoguo rolled his eyes, but couldn't help but cooperate with him to mess around.
After Feng Zhanjue was satisfied, he gently stroked Xu Guoguo's cheek and looked at her gently.
Xu Guoguo patted his messy hand, pinched the flesh on his waist, gritted his teeth and said: "Mr. Feng is really a good skill, the mark on Zhenzhen's body is obviously left after having a relationship with someone, why don't you tell me?" β
Seeing that she knew, Feng Zhanjue was still very calm, grabbed her hand and kissed her on the mouth, and said confidently: "You can't let that kind of thing insult your eyes." β
She snorted dissatisfiedly, and then analyzed: "It's Wen Nanfeng, after all, no one will make her so sad except Wen Nanfeng." β
But Feng Zhanjue shook his head, seeing that she was puzzled, he explained: "At that time, she went to pick up Wen Nanfeng, but she just sent Wen Nanfeng to the hotel, and Han Zhenzhen was at home when she called you." β