209 Trust
When Yan Shuangfei returned to the General's Mansion, it was already the second day. She went straight to the bedroom, took a hot shower at Qi'er's waiting, and threw herself on the bed and fell asleep.
In a daze, it seemed that he heard someone talking, Yan Shuangfei rubbed his eyes, his vision was foggy, but he could also see a rough idea.
"Don't wake her up, let her go back to sleep." Duan Qifeng's voice came into his ears vaguely, and then, he and the man beside him were about to turn around and leave.
"Brother Feng......" Yan Shuangfei stopped him, and his body stood up a little, so that he could see clearly that it was Sima Yi beside him.
"Well, I didn't wake you up." Sima Yi shrugged his shoulders, looked like he didn't care about himself, winked at Yan Shuangfei, and left the room with a smoke.
Duan Qifeng glanced at Sima Yi's back helplessly, and when he turned his head, he met Yan Shuangfei's haggard face again. He walked over, with a look of self-reproach on his face, and said softly, "I'm sorry for waking you up." ”
"No, it feels like I've been asleep for a long time......" Yan Shuangfei cleared his throat and squeezed out a smile. Listening to the sound of Sima Yi closing the door, Yan Shuangfei couldn't help but ask again: "What did you gain from returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion with Sima Yi today?" ”
Qi'er told her that early this morning, Duan Qifeng took Duan Ming and Sima Yi back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and Xu discussed the matter with Shen Nanya. Shen Nanya's position has a great impact on the overall situation, and Yan Shuangfei is naturally worried about where he can continue to sleep.
Duan Qifeng hugged Yan Shuangfei's shoulders, pressed her body to the bed and lay down, and said angrily: "You, it's been a cool breeze for a night, so don't you have a good rest." I'll take care of the matter over there, don't worry. ”
"Yo, Duan Da Handsome has become so considerate now?" Yan Shuangfei smiled contentedly, and said stiffly, while enjoying the man's gentle pressing of the quilt for her.
Duan Qifeng glared at her viciously, and Yan Shuangfei was immediately silenced, but he held back a smile, and his face turned red. Taking advantage of Duan Qifeng's quilt for himself, Yan Shuangfei stared at his gentle face and asked with interest: "But then again, how do you know that I blew a cold wind all night?!" Could it be that you sent someone to follow me?! ”
"I ......" Duan Qifeng's movements froze, and he subconsciously looked at Yan Shuangfei, met her suspicious gaze, and was suddenly speechless.
Yan Shuangfei frowned, and his face suddenly turned cold. "Duan Qifeng, what do you mean? You sent someone to follow me? You can't trust me, do you? Are you still afraid that I won't be able to run away with another man? In your heart, am I so untrustworthy?! ”
"Qiqi, listen to me, I'm just, I'm just ......" Duan Qifeng was rarely at a loss, but he seemed extremely uncalm at the moment. Ziyun is very good, he sent Ziyun to follow Yan Shuangfei secretly, just because he was afraid that she would be hurt by Liang Xuan or others, and he had no other meaning.
"Seven-seven......" Duan Qifeng saw that Yan Shuangfei pursed his lips tightly and didn't speak, and his heart became even more anxious. He knew that this kind of thing would only get darker and darker, and he didn't know how to explain it to her.
After being silent for a long time, Duan Qifeng didn't find any explanation that could be spoken. I don't know why, but I'm a little weak-hearted. He sighed softly and had to apologize. "Okay, Qiqi, this time it's me who is wrong, I ......"
"Poof-" Before Duan Qifeng's words of apology were finished, Yan Shuangfei couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"......" Duan Qifeng frowned, staring at Yan Shuangfei, extremely speechless.
Yan Shuangfei was not afraid of his anger, broke through the corners of the quilt that had just been tucked by him, and suddenly hugged his neck and hugged him tightly.
"Feng, do you know that the way you looked just now is really cute."
Duan Qifeng wanted to blame, but when he heard such a sentence, he didn't laugh, he didn't cry, and his face even warmed up very angrily.
Yan Shuangfei slowly moved his lips to Duan Qifeng's forehead, and lightly imprinted a mark of love on it, and when he looked at Duan Qifeng again, he had already regained his seriousness. "Feng, I don't blame you. I know you're worried about me, and if I blame you for not trusting me, doesn't that mean I don't trust you? ”
With such a strong sense of logic, Yan Shuangfei laughed proudly.
"You......" Duan Qifeng rubbed her scattered hair helplessly, and had to snort lowly.
Yan Shuangfei glanced at Duan Qifeng with disdain, and reached out to fix his hair. "The good hairstyle has been ruined by you again."
"If you're like this, you should go to the mirror and take a look, and it's not too late to say what you just said." Duan Qifeng understated.
Yan Shuangfei pouted. "Oh, you just love my beauty, if I'm not beautiful, you dislike me, don't you."
Women, as Sima Yi said, always like to ask obvious questions and then hear the answers they want to hear. Duan Qifeng pondered for a long time, and finally expressed his heart under the gaze of Yan Shuangfei's Yingying eyes.
"What I love, not your beauty......"
"Well, that's pretty much it." Yan Shuangfei nodded with satisfaction, beauty can be capital, but to tie a person's heart, it must rely on "personality charm". Love, even more so.
Duan Qifeng nodded very seriously, and added: "You are really not beautiful like this." ”
Yan Shuangfei was stunned, and then he realized that the sentence just now was just a foreshadowing of this sentence. Her eyes widened, she clenched her fist and slammed it into Duan Qifeng's chest, and said hatefully: "Duan Qifeng, you are a dead pervert!" ”
"Perverted?" Duan Qifeng was puzzled, but subconsciously shook Yan Shuangfei's fist.
Yan Shuangfei's hand was small, clenched into a fist, just enough to be wrapped in his palm. Yan Shuangfei didn't have time to explain the profound meaning of the word, but Duan Qifeng pulled it with his hand, and the other hand supported the back of her head, and the lip flap pressed up without warning.
The soft touch spread from his lips to the bottom of his heart, Yan Shuangfei narrowed his eyes, without the resentment he had just had, and his head was full of shining red hearts.
It is said that the IQ of a woman who kisses is zero, and this is true.
The lingering kiss lasted for several minutes before it reluctantly ended. Duan Qifeng stretched out his hand and gently wiped the embarrassment from the corners of Yan Shuangfei's lips, and his gentle movements made Yan Shuangfei's heart warm again.
"Feng, you're so nice."
A clueless word of praise made Duan Qifeng scratch his head. He chuckled and asked rhetorically, "What, I was stimulated by what I just said, and now my mind is confused?" ”
"Not really." Yan Shuangfei spat angrily, reached out and straightened Duan Qifeng's collar, and a big smile hung on the corner of his lips. "Feng, that's it, that's good."
"Fool." Duan Qifeng smiled helplessly and hugged the stupid woman into his arms again.