Seeing this, Duan Qingyuan's heart was already at ease, but he couldn't help but reach out and pinch the fine flesh of her cheek, and said, "I'm brain-dead? Then why are you asking me questions? Aren't you more brain-dead than I am? ”

He doesn't deny that he's brain-dead for the time being.

Feng Zhenzhen raised her hand to pat Duan Qingyuan's hand, not letting him pinch the flesh on his face, and said solemnly and seriously: "Because you are my husband, I want to ask you questions." I only use you when I can use you, and try not to use anything else. ”

For Duan Qingyuan, Feng Zhenzhen's beating was tickling, holding the steering wheel with one hand, still pinching her face with the other, and said in a very dragging voice: "Then you call me, call my husband ......"

Feng Zhenzhen treats him as her husband, but she has never called him that. Suddenly, he wanted to hear her call.

This time, Feng Zhenzhen attacked with both hands and finally slapped Duan Qingyuan's hand off. Leaned back and avoided him, saying, "Don't scream, the flesh is numb!" ”

With the current degree of intimacy between her and Duan Qingyuan, she deliberately called Duan Qingyuan's husband, she was really embarrassed.

Duan Qingyuan's heart was slightly cold, but he didn't force her. Sit upright, put your hands on the steering wheel, continue to concentrate on driving, and say, "One day, you'll scream." ”

He is very confident in that. Because he was sure that Feng Zhenzhen loved him more and more, and wanted to rely on him more and more......

"Cut!" Feng Zhenzhen scolded him arrogantly again, and said arrogantly, "Not necessarily! Unless you're getting better and better for me, better and better, better and better......"

Duan Qingyuan wiped his lips lightly, smiled very lightly, and stopped talking.

Suddenly, he understood what Feng Zhenzhen wanted most......

Realizing that he was laughing, Feng Zhenzhen felt even more accomplished, and her body fell to the left, and her head rested on his lap......

At about two o'clock in the afternoon, Duan Qingyuan took Feng Zhenzhen to the General Bureau of the Police Station of City A. Feng Zhenzhen recorded several confessions and described the appearance of Nie Bao and others.

In the evening, Luo Chen invited them to dinner. Near the police station, a more elegant Chinese restaurant.

When Duan Qingyuan and Feng Zhenzhen got married, there were really not many guests invited, even Luo Chen was not among them. And at that time, Luo Chen happened to go to the field to perform official duties.

Today, Luo Chen sent them wedding blessings by the way. In his opinion, Duan Qingyuan and Feng Zhenzhen are extremely compatible. One is cold, the other is innocent. One is like ice, the other is like a flower. One is talented and good-looking, and the other is kind and polite. The background is also a good match, and the background is comparable.

Luo Chen didn't know Feng Zhenzhen before, and when he first met her, he had such an impression because he had observed many details. When he and Duan Qingyuan were drinking, Feng Zhenzhen would pour wine for them. When he was chatting with Duan Qingyuan, Feng Zhenzhen always listened and ate silently, never interjecting and disturbing.

Anyway, Feng Zhenzhen is sven and knowledgeable, and she doesn't seem to be the kind of woman who is barbaric and rough.

After dinner, the couple parted ways with Luo Chen.

Luo Chen went home, and the couple were nested in the car.

Duan Qingyuan put down the driver's seat and lay on it with his eyes closed. Feng Zhenzhen slept in the back seat, waking up like a dream.

After a long time, Feng Zhenzhen felt pantothenic acid in her whole body, and she had no choice but to open her sleepy eyes. Raise your wrist to look at the time on your watch, it's already half past six.

She immediately reminded Duan Qingyuan, "Qingyuan, it's already half past six." ”

Duan Qingyuan still closed her eyes, her voice was lazy, and she was not very impatient to deny her: "Half past six is half past six, you girl, what's all the fuss about?" ”

In the past few days, Duan Qingyuan has slept less and his spirit is more sleepy, and after finishing at this moment, he also rubbed his temples.

He will always have this strange attitude towards Feng Zhenzhen, hot and cold, far and near. He also decided that Feng Zhenzhen was his wife in this life. No matter what happens in the future, I will never leave him and will always stay by his side.

"So where do we go next? Go home? Feng Zhenzhen sat up from her seat again and asked a lot of questions, directly ignoring his admonitions. At this time, Duan Qingyuan's action of rubbing his temples was also seen by her, and she couldn't help but move her buttocks and move behind him, closer to him.

Duan Qingyuan replied in his usual impatient tone: "We'll be customers later." ”

"Do we have to be our own customers? To see a property? Feng Zhenzhen was extremely smart, and immediately guessed.

Duan Qingyuan was relieved, let out a long breath silently, and finally told her impatiently, "Hmm." Set off at seven o'clock, wake me up and I'll sleep a little longer. ”

Feng Zhenzhen nodded and happily agreed, "Okay." You sleep. ”

Duan Qingyuan stopped talking. When his hands were withdrawn from his head, Feng Zhenzhen's hands reached over and touched the temples on either side of him.

When Feng Zhenzhen's fingers began to rub his temples, he only felt that the pain in his head was reduced a lot in an instant.

He was surprised and relieved, and at the same time full of curiosity and doubts, why is Feng Zhenzhen's technique of kneading acupuncture points so accurate? The weight is measured, and the strength is appropriate, so that he can be both physically and mentally relaxed......

Seeing that the expression on his face gradually became relaxed and comfortable, Feng Zhenzhen squinted her eyes again, and asked him with a smile, "Are you comfortable?" ”

She always felt sorry for Duan Qingyuan. Knowing that he has insomnia these days, he has a certain relationship with her.

Duan Qingyuan nodded slightly, and suddenly there was a sense of satisfaction that he had this wife and had no regrets in life. Asked Feng Zhenzhen, "When did you learn it?" Where did you learn it? ”

He believed that this skill, Feng Zhenzhen would never be able to do it in the past. Feng Zhenzhen in the past, who was also a rich lady, how could she serve a man?

Feng Zhenzhen still took the trouble to rub him, making him comfortable. He pursed his lower lip tightly before answering his question, and said in a mysterious tone: "I won't tell you!" You just have to enjoy this benefit, and there are fewer problems! ”

She was embarrassed to tell Duan Qingyuan that in the past two months, she had been at home and had read hundreds of books on both sexes. Many articles in the book are written about how to hold my husband's heart and how to relieve my husband's work pressure at night. And she learned this one solidly, massaging her husband.

Duan Qingyuan's red lips hooked slightly, evoking a perfect and charming smile. Because Feng Zhenzhen is cute, so cute. Not only did he learn something he didn't expect, but even the tone of his voice.

"Okay. I don't ask. Duan Qingyuan said. Sleep peacefully. He knew that he would soon fall asleep, and that he would sleep soundly and deeply.

Ten minutes later, Duan Qingyuan finally fell asleep under her service, and his breathing sounded smoothly and softly.

She also stopped her already pantothenic hand, looked at Duan Qingyuan, and admired his handsome face. For the first time, she felt that she was a blessing in disguise and married a good man!

At more than seven o'clock, Duan Qingyuan woke up and carried Feng Zhenzhen to the East Second Ring Road.

There is a new mixed-type development here, called Flower Language Xinyuan.

The overall design of the property is high-end and luxurious, the layout is unique, and the environment is elegant and pleasant. Every house in it is carefully renovated.