A few hours later, the clouds and rain were over.

Feng Zhenzhen had already collapsed, her whole body was drenched, and she was sleeping lightly with her side face on Duan Qingyuan's chest, groaning.

Duan Qingyuan was also exhausted, lying on the bed, while gasping gently and slowly, while stroking Feng Zhenzhen's round head......

Part of the sweat on his body flowed to the wound on his chest. However, Feng Zhenzhen didn't care about the astringent pain it bringed.

Anyway, at this time, she felt very tired and had no strength. Of course, she was also very happy and satisfied, and experienced a yuxian yu death.

Now Duan Qingyuan stroked her head like a puppy, which also made her feel a kind of warmth and romance. She deeply remembered that Duan Qingyuan would not be like this in the past, and would not spoil her.

After her physical strength eased a little, she couldn't help it, and asked Duan Qingyuan curiously.

"Qingyuan, if you didn't know Gu Manqing before. So now, will you love me? She has always believed that Duan Qingyuan doesn't love her, and it is difficult to fall in love with her. Especially after getting to know Gu Manqing, she found that the woman Duan Qingyuan liked was not her type at all.

Because of her question, Duan Qingyuan's hand slowly paused and stopped at the back of her head.

At this moment, Feng Zhenzhen would mention Gu Manqing, and he was really surprised. And, very displeased, he tightened his eyebrows.

"There are no ifs in the world. The past can't go back, and the future can't come. What's more, you are you, and she is her. The wife and the lover are not related and do not contradict each other. He replied to Feng Zhenzhen like this, and his heart was cold, cold, and sour.

The sensitive Feng Zhenzhen felt it again, and at this moment, Duan Qingyuan's tone changed, revealing indifference and no longer gentle.

"Oh, I see." Feng Zhenzhen said, holding the loss in her heart.

She understood and saw that Gu Manqing was engraved on Duan Qingyuan's heart, which could not be erased, and even stabbed him from time to time. And she, Feng Zhenzhen, is just his wife, he will be good to her, but he will not love her. Because Gu Manqing is his lover, no one can replace that position. To this day, he still keeps Gu Manqing by his side, which is also the reason.

Duan Qingyuan straightened up slightly, and found that Feng Zhenzhen's face had darkened unconsciously. Then, she was making an action, snorting slightly, with an aggrieved and senseless expression.

Immediately, Duan Qingyuan came to his senses again, and his answer just now was too indifferent.

"Zhenzhen, next week, we will buy a new house. You pick the location and write your name. When it was all done, we moved out. Duan Qingyuan said to her again. By the way, take the opportunity, and change the topic.

Moving out and not messing with his family, he had already planned it. I haven't mentioned it to Feng Zhenzhen because he hasn't bought a new house yet. Although he was in City A and had an additional house, he was reluctant to take Feng Zhenzhen to live there, because it was once his and Gu Manqing's nest.

Feng Zhenzhen heard this, and properly thought that Duan Qingyuan wanted to compensate her. I don't love her spiritually, so I compensate her materially.

"I'm going to pick? Write my name? She asked Duan Qingyuan in disbelief, and sat up slowly.

At this moment, Feng Zhenzhen's little face was dark and wet, and she looked so cute. Duan Qingyuan looked at it, couldn't help but reach out and pinch, and repeated, "Yes." You pick and write your name. ”

"How big? At what price? Feng Zhenzhen asked again.

Even if Duan Qingyuan really wanted to compensate her, she gladly accepted it. Otherwise, she felt very unfair, she loved Duan Qingyuan, but Duan Qingyuan didn't love her. And moving out to live is her urgent desire today.

At this moment, Duan Qingyuan didn't think about it, and replied to her, "Whatever you want." Now in City A, there are almost no houses that I can't afford. ”

His confident and conceited words made Feng Zhenzhen pout unconvinced. Feng Zhenzhen also pinched her fist, smashed it on him mischievously, and said, "Okay, I'll pick it, I'll pick it." Strive for it quickly and quickly, and pick it in the shortest possible time. ”

At present, Feng Zhenzhen still doesn't trust Duan Qingyuan, so she doesn't dare to tell him for the time being, she doesn't want to live here for a long time, she is afraid of Zhou Weihong.

The shrewd Duan Qingyuan heard the weirdness implied in her words, and wrinkled his eyebrows again, saying, "Don't be in such a hurry, pick slowly, pick what you like." ”

Feng Zhenzhen flattened her mouth helplessly, stared at Duan Qingyuan with bright eyes, and said, "Urgent, urgent, urgent." ”

"Huh? What's the hurry? Duan Qingyuan asked puzzled, staring at her in a daze.

Feng Zhenzhen struggled and struggled for a long time, and finally decided to express her doubts and dissatisfaction to Duan Qingyuan.

She said to Duan Qingyuan in a childlike tone again: "This morning, your mother talked to me. She asked me if I really hadn't had a boyfriend before, and said I had filthy habits. So I want to ask you, did you tell her that I accidentally entered that kind of place the night before? ”

Feng Zhenzhen said this, and after Duan Qingyuan heard it, the whole person was stunned and speechless.

He didn't know what Feng Zhenzhen wanted to express, was she dissatisfied with Zhou Weihong or dissatisfied with him?

Maybe both......

"I didn't say anything to my mom, how can I have that much time? How can it be so boring? After a while, Duan Qingyuan told Feng Zhenzhen, his tone was slightly cold.

At this time, he was not very happy because Feng Zhenzhen thought of him so much. How could he have told Zhou Weihong anything? Although their mother and son have a good relationship and their personalities are also very similar. But after all, the next generation is like a river. And he's a big man, when he encounters something, he goes to his mother and says, what does it look like?

"So, not you?" Feng Zhenzhen's neat eyebrows frowned slightly.

She was very willing to believe Duan Qingyuan, however, every time she thought of what Zhou Weihong said in the morning, she felt a little astringent, a little cold, a little inferior, and a little dazed.

Duan Qingyuan nodded again, lying on the bed, pillow on a high pillow, his dark eyes staring at Feng Zhenzhen, but he didn't make a sound.

There is a saying that adversity sees the truth, and in general, the only benefit of Feng Zhenzhen's experience this time is that it has invisibly shortened the distance between her and Duan Qingyuan a lot.

Duan Qingyuan's body was bare, and after being silent, he pulled the quilt slightly to cover his key parts. Then, he pulled open the bedside table, pulled out a cigarette and lighter from a cigarette case, and was about to light it.

Duan Qingyuan rarely smokes, and generally smokes because of depression and depression.

"Qingyuan, I believe in you. I'll tell you one more thing, and I hope you'll trust me too......" Feng Zhenzhen said suddenly, interrupting him from lighting a cigarette.

Duan Qingyuan stopped and looked at her again, his eyes full of surprise and curiosity.

"What's the matter?" His voice trembled and asked coldly, for fear that what Feng Zhenzhen said would make him even more displeased.

Feng Zhenzhen still put her hands lightly on him, and said a little hesitantly: "So far, you are me...... Only...... Man. ”