He hugged her silently.

Hua Rong lit a cigarette ash and wanted to burn him with a cigarette butt.

Feng Jin made her very irritable.

Some things are better than figuring them out.

She didn't really want to know whether Feng Jin loved her or not, and what kind of feelings she had for Liu Sisi, so many years had passed, and it stood to reason that she could use the idiom "old things" to describe it.

I don't quite understand why I want to come down and ask Fu Tingyuan these questions when he said that.

Hua Rong turned her head and looked at the man's dazzling and delicate face, and there was a trace of confusion in her eyes.

So in fact, is she still unwilling?

I was heartbroken by him back then, and now I have to find comfort in the tragic experiences of other women?

In the final analysis, she and Liu Sisi are both women who have been let down by Feng Jin, and they are pitiful for the same disease, and they are also abandoned, what is there to be happy about?

She felt humbled by herself.

It seems to be the flower face that couldn't be held up all the time in courtship three years ago.

"I'm a little hungry." She dropped the cigarette butt in the ashtray, leaned back on the saddle and closed her eyes, her tone faintly tired and warm.

Feng Jin looked at her and saw her lightly tugging eyebrows.

Very bored, as if embarrassed by something, for a period of time, staying by his side, Hua Rong's face often has such an expression.

He didn't make her feel any joy.

Even, make her tired.

As before, it was the complete opposite of being forcibly kept by her, and now he was forcibly keeping her.

He embarrassed her.

Whenever he thought about it, he felt sad.

He didn't know how long he could keep her, how long he could barely survive in such a hopeless relationship.

No matter how much he says love words, Hua Rong doesn't care anymore, she really looks like she can't love him anymore.

The contradiction between them may have always been a matter of time, when Hua Rong loved him, he was not in such a mood, and when he realized it later, she was already exhausted.

It always was, and he was sorry for her.

*

When she went back, Hua Rong slept all the way.

There was a light rain in the sky, and the housekeeper came out with an umbrella to watch Feng Jin take the already asleep Huarong out of the carriage.

Feng Jin was born in the army, his steps were very steady, and the housekeeper followed behind them with an umbrella, looking at the soft nest of flowers in Feng Jin's arms and yawning.

She is not outstanding in appearance, but her complexion is snow-white and her temperament is lazy, and any woman standing beside her can be compared to her.

"Do you want to eat before you go to bed?" Feng Jin remembered that she was hungry on the road.

Hua Rong shook her head: "Sleep first." ”

She did look exhausted.

Feng Jin pulled her arms together with some distress and hugged her tightly, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart.

He didn't really want her to be so embarrassed, but staying by his side would only make her more and more tired.

Feng Sheng and Feng Ge sat in their children's chairs, and a special maid was feeding them.

Seeing Feng Jin walking in from outside, Xiao Fengsheng raised his face and opened his eyes wide: "Daddy, where is Xiaohua?" ”

"Feng Ge wants to eat with Xiaohua."

Feng Jin came over and said to them: "Rong Rong is sleepy, she wants to sleep, don't disturb her." ”

Xiao Fengsheng: "It's obvious that Daddy is bothering Xiaohua." Xiaohua is very happy with us. ”

"Daddy, don't bother Xiaohua in the future, let Xiaohua stay with us."

Feng Jin: "......"