Looking at the saliva left on the back of her hand, Feng churui couldn't cry or laugh. She raised her hand and looked at her angry little face. She couldn't help reaching out and pinching it. She patted it open and said in disgust: "go away, don't touch me!"

"What happens if you touch it?" If the consequences are serious, he may not touch it.

"I hate you!" Wu Xuewei gnashed her teeth.

It's so hateful. I'm going to get married, but I still come to provoke her. What do you think of her?

Spare tire or empty Lonely Doll used to accompany when it's cold?

People have been wiped clean by him. He has been magnanimous and doesn't want him to be responsible. How else does he want to be satisfied?

Feng churui took back his fingertips. The consequences were a little serious. "You were at the door of the private room last night? Did you hear it?"

"What did I hear? I didn't hear anything. I don't understand what you're talking about." She flopped down and angrily pulled up the quilt to cover her head.

The next second, the quilt was pulled open. She stretched out her hand to pull it. His hand was light and easy to lift. "Don't cover your head, it will suffocate."

"It's said that you don't care. Are you bored?"

"Stop fooling around and get up. It's time for breakfast." He left his words quietly and turned to go back to the guest room to take a bath and change his clothes.

Seeing that he really went out, Wu Xuewei couldn't hold back. She sat up and grabbed a pillow and threw it on his back: "Feng churui, what do you mean? You can cold me with a glass of ice water or scald me with a glass of boiling water, just don't hang me so lukewarm!"

"Want to know?" Feng churui smiled: "get up and tell you after breakfast."

Looking at his figure, Wu Xuewei fell into bed like a vented ball Come on, why are you so blocked.

Why is she in a passive position, and he always controls the overall situation and follows the path he wants to develop.

This feeling is terrible!

Although she didn't want to listen to him and get up for breakfast, Wu Xuewei got up and washed slowly in order to listen to his answer.

When he came to the restaurant, he had taken a bath, changed into clean clothes and sat at the table. Seeing her slow reluctance to pass, he stretched out his hand to her and looked indifferent and far-reaching: "come here."

With an awkward hum, she deliberately chose the farthest position from him to sit down. Seeing that she sat so far away, her aunt moved her breakfast to her.

Feng churui took a sip of milk and said, "aunt, you don't have to be busy this weekend. Let's get off work."

"Hey, OK." Aunt took off her apron and left soon.

Wu Xuewei actually had no appetite. She drank a few mouthfuls of milk and bit a few mouthfuls of toast. She ate her favorite strawberry jam without wiping it. Then she took a napkin and wiped her mouth: "I'm ready to eat, you say."

Looking at the breakfast that had hardly moved in front of her, Feng churui frowned, "finish the milk."

OK, she drinks!

She picked up the milk and Gulu Gulu drank it. She looked at him provocatively: "can you say it now?"

Feng churui calmly cut the poached egg, sent it to the entrance and chewed it slowly. When she ran out of patience and was ready to leave, he put down his knife and fork, walked to her, leaned over, pulled her head when she was at a loss, kissed the corners of her mouth with cold lips, put the tip of his tongue out, rolled it gently, and sucked the milk.

"Well, it's not dirty now." Straightening up, he explained faintly.

Wu Xuewei blushed and hurriedly stood up. The chair was pushed back a few steps by her action. The chair feet rubbed the floor and made a sharp sound, which was particularly harsh.

"You... You take advantage of me!"

"Yes." He didn't deny it, and then the bull didn't say to the horse, "she and I won't get married."