Chapter 165

Ning Shibai looks embarrassed. Can't you see that it's inappropriate for him to stay here?

Just as he was about to give orders, Zhan Fengli's voice came: "we're going to change our clothes."

Zhan Mingjie's eyes have been looking at Ning Shibai. When he heard that Zhan Fengli gave a direct order, he was stunned, and then he laughed again and again: "Oh, look at me. I'm excited when I hear that I'm going to be a second uncle. OK, I'll go first and go back to the manor."

Zhan Mingjie turned and walked out of the room. The smile on his face was instantly frozen like ice.

This little bastard still wants to get a bed?

Well, ask him if he agrees!

wait and see!

Seeing that everyone is gone, Ning Shibai goes to Zhan Fenglie and leans on the wall mounted TV cabinet.

Some accounts have to be reckoned.

"Zhan Dafeng, feed me the soup and tell me a baby lie. What's your idea?"

Zhan Fenglie snuffed out the cigarette in the ashtray, and his voice was light: "soup is an accident."

Facing this woman's question, he explained patiently.

But this brief explanation makes Ning Shibai's jaw fall to the ground.

She tilted her face and looked at the steady and evil man. The corners of her mouth were almost distorted: "unexpected soup? Soup accident? You're a real surprise to me. You'd better change your name to Zhan She grinned with a smile: "don't say you stewed this soul killing soup!"

Zhan Feng looked down at the woman who was flattering and laughing. He was silent for a while. His deep eyes blinked innocently: "I cook soup for you personally. Shouldn't you be moved with me?"

The soup was cooked by Michelle. Although he was angry, it was his mother, and he didn't want it to be the fuse for the deterioration of the relationship between the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

Ning Shibai jokingly hooked the corner of his mouth: "I thank you, oh, for me to stew so much soup, but..." she scanned his body up and down: "also in line with your quality."

However, Zhan unexpectedly stewed Soup for her. It's very warm to think about it.

Especially just now his heart of the princess is still on the scene, he even said she was pregnant with his child.

What an incomprehensible child!

"The soup is a bit too much, but it's good to make it up, but it seems you can't make it up."

Zhan Fengli comes to her, and another good friend hooks it to the bedside and presses it down. But Ning Shibai doesn't have the strength to resist as he wants, and she pours back on him for his cooperation.

"That's my personal reason?" Looking at that beautiful thin lip, her soul was away from her again. She was wandering in outer space. When she spoke, her hand could not help caressing her: "this is your baby's lie. You are responsible for settling it."

"You are in charge of the students, I am in charge of the Ping." Under the body, the man's lips are evil, showing off his tenderness can't melt his heart.

Ning Shibai was very clever.

It's another thing to promise to be born or not. Anyway, he doesn't know if he will be killed secretly.

"Then don't urge me. I was born with a bad background. There is a lot of public opinion and a lot of pressure in my heart. If you urge me to get pregnant again, I will feel more pressure."

Zhan Fenglie stretched out his hand and pinched her face, but he didn't answer. This woman is good at disguise. Looking at her sincere eyes, he almost believed it.

After thinking about it, he asked, "did you learn to race?"

Racing?

When he asked, Ning Shibai remembered the wave of driving skills when he was chasing the manic old man this morning.

At that time, I was in a hurry to catch up with him. I didn't think about anything. I almost made the action subconsciously. As for whether I learned or not, I really didn't have any impression.

Lying on Zhan Fenglie's body for a long time, I didn't think of anything. I closed my eyes and rubbed my sore temple. When I opened my eyes again, I was confused: "I can't remember, maybe I was born with it, and I'm sure Lao luotou is not my father. I can see it from his size and face, so I don't have to do this paternity test."

Every time I think of myself as a rootless person, I can't help feeling lost.

There seems to be something urgent to do in my impression, but I can't remember what to do.

Ning Shibai got up and sat on the bedside, staring out of the window.

Zhan Fengli also got up, one leg arched up and his arm on his knee.

Sometimes she is silent, sometimes witty, sometimes insidious, such a changeable character, really incredible.

Staring at her for a moment, he asked, "amnesia?"

Ning Shibai's face turned slowly. At the moment when his eyes were opposite to each other, it seemed that there was always a feeling of deja vu. It seemed that he had dreamt of these eyes in his dream, but he couldn't find them when he thought about them carefully.

"I seriously ask you again, did you know me before?" She's really asking seriously, just like she did on the wedding day.

Zhan Fengli's cold eyes fell on the honey colored lips and was silent for a moment.

Staring for a long time, he frowned, looked away, contrary to the previous gentle, cold voice: "do not know."

Seeing that his attitude suddenly changed, Ning Shibai was surprised.

What's the matter with this man?

Every time I say I don't know her, I owe him millions of dollars. I hate her. Although she really owes him millions of dollars, he doesn't seem to care about her spending a lot of money on him, does he.

He had a bad attitude, which made her hard: "if you don't know her, you don't know her. What are you doing so fiercely! In my opinion, it's your amnesia! How can I know you? "

PS: many people know xiaofengfeng. Who is she?

Zhan Fengli didn't speak. He got up and gave her a cold back. He walked towards the bathroom.

Standing under the shower, I close my eyes and let the water drench my face. My eyebrows are frowning

The woman's lips are extremely similar to those of Qian Chongxi, with the same luster and a shallow beauty groove.

How can you fall in love with a woman who has the same mouth as Qian Chongxi!

Even... Love at first sight?

And that pair of eyes close to see, actually a trace of enchanting ink blue, and the boy God!

Memory back to high school, during that time by Zhan Heyuan punishment, forced to live in school, stayed in the dormitory.

One night in senior two, it was winter. When the bell rang, the dormitory lights would turn off automatically.

Not long after it was closed, there was a rush of running and the roar of the instructor in the corridor.

"Stop!"

"You bastards, stop!"

Zhan Fenglie's dormitory door was pushed open, and a shadow jumped in, and then closed the door in a hurry.

His bed was by the door, and the boy was familiar with it. As soon as his down jacket threw his shoes, he opened his quilt and went in, smelling a strong smell of wine.

Qian Chongxi has not yet been able to lie down. Zhan Fenglie kicks him to the ground.

Bang.

He sat down on the stainless steel basin of a classmate who didn't know. The basin clanked on the floor, which was particularly harsh in the dormitory at night.