Chapter 1127

Wu Xuewei took the hot milk in her hand. She was really hungry. The taste of milk was faint in the wings of her nose. She sat up and drank with a cup.

Feng churui stood and watched her drink half the milk. He took the milk cup and stuffed chopsticks into her hand: "don't drink too much, save some stomach for noodles."

Wu Xuewei's nose was a little sour. She held the chopsticks tightly and said in a low voice: "... Thank you."

I don't know if it's because she's too hungry. This bowl of noodles is the best noodles she's eaten in 20 years!

We ate all the side dishes and noodles, and drank more than half of the soup.

When she put down the chopsticks, her stomach was already full. She patted her stomach and exhaled deeply.

Feng churui packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went out without saying a word.

Silence returned to the bedroom. Wu Xuewei held the green tea that was always sleepy in her arms, touched its soft hair and sighed: "green tea is still your best... Eat and sleep, sleep and continue to eat, carefree, eat and sleep well, how good..."

Green tea meow, the brain bag rubbed into her arms twice, closed her eyes and went to sleep again.

"Ha ha... You just went to bed?" Wu Xuewei smiled and continued to follow its hair.

After a long time, she finished eating. Feng churui opened the door in his pajamas. Wu Xuewei lay down and was a little stiff.

Feng churui twisted his pretty eyebrows. Without saying a word, he went to the wardrobe, took out a quilt and a pillow, went to the imperial concubine's bed, paved it, and then lay down.

He sleeps in the imperial concubine's bed?

Wu Xuewei didn't relax until she saw him finish these things. The memory of being forced and attempted that night was still deeply imprinted in her mind. When she saw him, she would inevitably be nervous.

Since she doesn't sleep together, she can rest assured. At least if she doesn't sleep together, the probability of his beast will be lower.

Relax, she lay in bed He pulled over the quilt and covered himself tightly, revealing only his nose and eyes.

The bedroom was quiet, and no one turned off the lights. Feng churui put his hand behind his head and looked at the ceiling from a distance.

The cell phone rings abruptly, especially at 10 p.m.

Feng churui glanced at Song Weiwei, the female reporter.

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. After taking her home that day, her mobile phone accidentally landed in his car. When her mobile phone rang at work the next day, Feng churui found her mobile phone.

The next thing became natural. He went to the rainbow community to return her mobile phone and took her to the TV station. Finally, they exchanged mobile phone numbers.

After hesitating for a long time, he answered the phone, "only."

Wu Xuewei didn't fall asleep. Although she was sleepy, she was too full to sleep. When she heard his cell phone ring, she thought he would go out to pick it up. Unexpectedly, he picked it up in the bedroom.

She didn't want to eavesdrop and knew it was impolite, but the bedroom was so big and quiet. Even if he lowered his voice, she could still hear what he said clearly.

Weiwei?

As soon as I heard it, I knew it was the girl's name. Was it the woman with him the last time she called him?

Wu Xuewei unconsciously clenched the quilt corner, turned over, covered her ears with the quilt and hypnotized herself. Well, she couldn't hear it.