Probably because this person is her, he thinks everything she does is cute and interesting.

If it was someone else, he was afraid that he would have let the other party get away a long time ago.

Don't have a girlfriend?

Lian Zhenzhen raised his head and looked at Feng Yu suspiciously.

Is the scent on his body his wife's?

He's married?

Lian Zhenzhen's brain suddenly opened, and his heart became more and more angry.

"Isn't the gentleman afraid that his wife will be angry?"

"Ma'am?" Feng Yu frowned and looked at her speechlessly.

is worthy of writing novels, and his cranky thinking skills are really strong.

Realizing that she had misunderstood, he quickly explained, "I don't have a wife. ”

After a pause, he reorganized the language, "I don't have a girlfriend, I don't have a wife, I'm single. ”

"Then you're promiscuous?"

Lian Zhenzhen subconsciously blurted out.

Feng Yu's face suddenly became fierce like a storm, he took a deep breath and said sullenly, "What nonsense are you talking about?" ”

"What's the smell of perfume on your body, sir? And the lipstick mark on your shoulder, sir?! After Lian Zhenzhen asked, he felt like a poisonous woman now, and he was angry.

But she has no relationship with him, whether he has a girlfriend, a wife, or promiscuity, it has nothing to do with her, and she is not qualified to care.

Lian Zhenzhen realized this, and lowered her head slightly in embarrassment, afraid that Feng Yu would investigate her abnormal behavior.

Fortunately, Feng Yu didn't think much about it, and after hearing her words, he hurriedly checked his shoulder, and sure enough, he saw a lipstick mark.

He remembered that while he was dancing with Demier, she seemed to twist her foot again, and fell into his arms.

This lipstick mark is supposed to be left over from that time.

As for the perfume on his body, it was touched by the group of celebrities at that time when they approached him.

He thought that he had dispersed a lot along the way, but he didn't expect her nose to be so sensitive that she could still smell it.

He was in a happy mood and hooked the corners of his mouth.

It turned out that she was jealous, so when she saw him downstairs, she turned around and left.

He coughed and said in a calm tone, "Don't think about it, this is what my dance partner left behind when I was dancing today." ”

After speaking, he felt that his explanation was still a little wrong, so he had to say again, "I don't know that dance partner well." ”

I don't even believe it, where can anyone bring an unfamiliar woman to a ball?

And today is his birthday, and he didn't even bring her.

He hung her here all day, but he went to the ball, and she was not happy no matter how he thought about it.

She tugged at the bag, but she still couldn't open it.

"Sir, who you dance with has nothing to do with me."

"Hmm."

"Then sir, why are you holding my bag?"

Lian Zhenzhen was speechless and looked up at him.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

That chuckle made Lian Zhenzhen's face flush.

His gaze made her have nothing to hide.

She turned her head away, her expression full of awkwardness.

Seeing this, Feng Yu pulled her bag and led her to the dining table.

"Are you here for me?"

The candles had burned to the bottom, and some of the wax oil was dripping on the cake.

It can be seen that she must have been in a very bad mood at the time, so she didn't care about the candles.

Even Zhenzhen felt inexplicably, and his sincerity seemed very embarrassed.

She quickly packed up the greeting card and gifts, and wanted to put them back, but Feng Yu was reluctant.

Feng Yu snatched her bag and threw it back to Gu Ci.

"This is for me, right? How can it be taken back? ”