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The place where Hua Rong was smashed with his mobile phone was also obviously red and swollen.

The servant who was waiting downstairs was startled when he saw the red marks on his face.

"Feng Shao, your face ......"

Feng Jin touched his swollen skin, then closed his eyes and walked to the sofa and sat down.

"Go get some ice."

The old butler hurriedly instructed the maid.

He walked over to Feng Jin and said, "Feng Shao, the lotus seed soup for Miss Hua has been stewed, while it is warm, do you want to send it to her first?" ”

Feng Jin nodded, and then thought of something.

"I'll send her later."

"Okay." The old butler answered, looked at the miserable red marks on his face, and then turned his back and sighed softly.

……

Feng Jin leaned on the sofa, exhaled slowly, and slowly lit a cigarette with a calm face.

He exhaled a puff of smoke, and the maid who had already made the ice pack came over and asked cautiously, "Feng Shao, do you want to cover it first?" ”

Feng Jin glanced at her lightly, and then said, "Let's put it here first." ”

There was no emotion in his tone, but he could also hear a little tiredness after arguing with Hua Rong.

The maid gave a soft "um" sound.

Feng Jin smoked a cigarette quietly with half-squinted eyes, and then took the ice pack and put it on his face, covered it for a while, and waited until the hot feeling on his face subsided, he got up from the sofa, went into the kitchen and took out the bowl of lotus seed soup, and went upstairs.

On the bed, Hua Rong had finished taking a shower and was sitting on the bed planning to turn off the lights and sleep.

When she saw Feng Jin coming in, she squinted fiercely and turned off the lights directly.

Feng Jin didn't say a word about her childish behavior, reached out and turned on the light again, and walked over with the bowl of lotus seed soup that was specially stewed for her.

"You like to eat."

He placed the lotus seed soup on the bedside table next to the bed.

Hua Rong glanced down.

The lotus seeds with a good texture were simmered over low heat, and a little rock sugar was put in, and the light fragrance of lotus seeds could already be smelled in the air, and she could imagine how good this bowl of lotus seed soup could be.

She looked up at him, then slipped into the covers and turned her back.

Feng Jin patted her shoulder gently: "I personally asked the cook to boil it for you." Your favorite Chengde lotus seeds, the weather is too hot this year, and the harvest may not be too good, even if you want to eat them in the future, you probably won't be able to eat them. ”

Hua Rong said in a sullen voice: "Don't bother me. ”

Feng Jin stood beside the bed, sighed softly, then lifted the quilt, reached out and pulled her out of the quilt and hugged her in his arms.

She still had a faint fragrance on her body after bathing, and he looked down and sniffed the good smell on her body, not daring to imagine what would happen if he couldn't smell it in the future.

"I can allow you to do anything," he said, resting his chin on her shoulder, his arms wrapped around her thin waist, in a gesture that embraced her whole body, "You can punish me countless times for what has happened." It's okay to beat me, it's okay to scold me, it's okay to ignore me...... I'll go to you myself anyway. But you can't just go and marry another man just to avoid me. I'm going to be jealous too, I can't accept that other men have you like me. ”

Hua Rong sneered: "What is this?" Do you give a slap and a sweet date? ”