Feng Zhenzhen was getting out of Fan Dong's car, fell on the front door, and talked and laughed with Fan Dong in the car. Anyway, she looked happier and smiling like a flower.

"S, hit, water-based poplar ......" After swiping the card, Duan Qingyuan's mouth couldn't help but scold softly, scolding Feng Zhenzhen.

Because he felt that Feng Zhenzhen would only smile at other men, and in front of him, she was always like a dead fish.

After scolding, Duan Qingyuan, who had a gloomy and cold face, closed the car window again, started the car and drove quickly to his villa.

Feng Zhenzhen didn't see Duan Qingyuan. Standing there, she waited for Fan Dong to drive away before she turned around and walked in the direction of the gate.

When she walked to the front yard of the villa, Feng Zhenzhen saw Duan Qingyuan's car parked there. Naturally, her footsteps paused for a long time, and a panic surged in her heart, and she was stunned and at a loss.

"Why is he at home? Didn't go to work? She asked herself nervously. It's not that I'm afraid of Duan Qingyuan, it's just that I feel a little embarrassed to meet him as soon as I go home.

After adjusting for a long time, finally, she mustered up the courage and continued to walk towards the main entrance of the villa.

The door was not closed, she went in directly, and saw Duan Qingyuan at first sight.

Duan Qingyuan stood in the living room with his upper body, pressing the remote control and turning on the central air conditioner.

As soon as he heard her footsteps, Duan Qingyuan turned his head and glanced at her lightly, then turned his head straight again, looked ahead, and didn't say a word.

In his eyes, Feng Zhenzhen was like air, and he didn't need him to say hello or react. She's not at home these days, and he's used to being alone.

Feng Zhenzhen opened her lips, and was about to call him. However, Duan Qingyuan ignored her so much that in the end she had to swallow her saliva and didn't call him.

After turning on the air conditioner, Duan Qingyuan turned around and went upstairs. Feng Zhenzhen pursed her lips, put down her bag silently, and walked to the kitchen to wash rice and cook rice.

She could see that Duan Qingyuan had just gone home, so he must not have eaten.

There was not much stock in the refrigerator, and after a while, she made a dinner, a simple two dishes and one soup, stir-fried water spinach, stir-fried meat with green beans, and tomato and egg soup.

After she brought all the food to the table, she walked upstairs with light steps and went to call Duan Qingyuan.

Duan Qingyuan was staying in the study on the second floor, where he was playing online games. Recently, Feng Zhenzhen was not at home, and he played several all-night games.

Feng Zhenzhen went upstairs and saw him sitting in the study, and did not approach him. She stood in the bedroom and whispered to him, "It's time to eat." ”

Duan Qingyuan stopped playing the game again and raised his eyes to look at her.

And Feng Zhenzhen, after finishing speaking, turned around and hurriedly went out, leaving only a back for Duan Qingyuan.

Originally, Duan Qingyuan's face was expressionless, but because of Feng Zhenzhen's proud departure, his eyebrows couldn't help but be slightly twisted. He thought: Why did he belittle himself? For Vera Von? Cut, she's not worthy!

When Feng Zhenzhen's back disappeared for a long time, he also got up and went downstairs to eat. He decided that he must eat and sleep well and have fun these days, and also let Feng Zhenzhen see his various goodness.

When he came to the restaurant, Feng Zhenzhen also happened to sit down. He sat next to Feng Zhenzhen, but they were silent for nearly ten minutes.

Duan Qingyuan's appetite looked really good tonight, and he finished a bowl of rice without paying attention.

Seeing that his rice bowl was empty and had no intention of getting up, Feng Zhenzhen couldn't help but ask him casually, "Do you still want rice?" ”

For a while, Duan Qingyuan's eyebrows were tightly squeezed, and then he tilted his head, staring at Feng Zhenzhen with angry eyes, "Want food?" ”

She's too stupid to speak??? Or when he called Hanako???

Realizing that she had used the wrong words, Feng Zhenzhen quickly raised her left hand again and covered her mouth. Then he took it away and calmly explained: "I said something wrong, it's eating, it's eating......"

Duan Qingyuan couldn't help but glare at her again, didn't speak, but nodded.

Feng Zhenzhen bit her mouth, picked up his rice bowl again, and filled him with a large bowl of white rice.

Seeing this, Duan Qingyuan finally had a trace of expression on his face, an extremely shallow expression of relief. Because Feng Zhenzhen still cares a little bit about him.

Subsequently, the overall atmosphere of the home is naturally not as depressing and dull as before.

Feng Zhenzhen ate very slowly, because she always quietly glanced at Duan Qingyuan while eating.

At this moment, she finally spoke again, and asked him cautiously, "Will you go out tomorrow night?" ”

Duan Qingyuan ate his own, no longer looked at her, and asked rhetorically, "What are you doing?" ”

Feng Zhenzhen told the truth, and said softly: "At our college reunion, everyone needs to bring a companion. ”

This time, Duan Qingyuan didn't think about it, and rejected her very simply, saying, "I will go out, and I won't go with you to your garbage party." ”

Duan Qingyuan despised Feng Zhenzhen and her classmates in his bones, and was unwilling to go with Feng Zhenzhen. First, they are many years younger than him, and second, he has made an appointment with Zhang Jianyue tomorrow night.

Hearing Duan Qingyuan's answer, Feng Zhenzhen responded indifferently in frustration, "Oh." ”

Then, she didn't say anything, her face was gloomy, she lowered her head slightly, and concentrated on eating and eating. If Duan Qingyuan didn't accompany her to the party, then she wouldn't go alone, and she could only disappoint Zhou Sisi.

She didn't speak, and Duan Qingyuan couldn't speak, silent like a sitting bodhisattva.

Now Duan Qingyuan doesn't make any requirements for her, he won't ask her not to go to any kind of party, he won't ask her not to go to any kind of place, and he won't ask when she has to go home......

Because Duan Qingyuan felt that even if he could restrain Feng Zhenzhen's body, he couldn't restrain Feng Zhenzhen's heart.

The soul is dreaming, whispering the lonely heart, pinning his heart on the bleak rainy night, chewing on the thin coldness that has not been seen for thousands of years.

At night, the couple still slept together. However, there is still no communication, the same bed has different dreams, and the separation is detached.

The next day was Saturday, and it was a sunny day.

On this day, Feng Zhenzhen got up very early, and she got up as soon as the sky was bright. Because the refrigerator was out of stock, she wanted to restock it from the vegetable market before the sun shone.

Duan Qingyuan got up late, because he fell asleep very late last night. When he woke up, the sun was on his buttocks.

And Feng Zhenzhen also happened to come home at this time, carrying plastic bags of all sizes, seven or seven or eight. She was still out of breath when she walked to the gate, and Duan Qingyuan hurriedly stepped over and opened the door a little wider for her.

"You buy so many things...... Going alone? Duan Qingyuan followed her and looked at her, but at the same time he was suspicious.

There were so many things, so heavy, he couldn't believe that Feng Zhenzhen was carrying it alone. He suspected that it was the man who had escorted her back yesterday.

Because Feng Zhenzhen didn't call him along, now she doesn't need him to buy vegetables. And the man from yesterday, he always felt a little familiar. So he also guessed that the man had known Feng Zhenzhen for a long time.