Chapter 212 (1/2)

Why is there Chenchen's handwriting in this magnolia flower? Chenchen didn't go home at that time. He just lived in a special school in the way of foster care.

What does that villa really have to do with Chenchen? What about Chenchen?

Why don't you tell people?

Su Xiaowan stood up, screwed the tip of her brow, and suddenly felt dizzy. Suddenly, she reached out and had a hand holding her tightly.

It's Feng Yan.

Looking at each other with four eyes, she chose the first time to hold her piece of paper and put it into her pocket.

Now, she and Feng Yan... She doesn't want to make the relationship complicated, and she doesn't want to rely on Feng Yan's identity to help her.

Feng Yan naturally saw the little action just now, ”take it out!”

Su Xiaowan looked up at him.

I know he saw it.

If he comes hard, she is definitely not his opponent, ”that... Fengyan... Is a piece of paper.”

A piece of paper needs to be tucked in like this?

”Who gave it to you?”

”Yes... No one gave it to me. I just wrote it myself.”

”Who are you going to give it to?”

This piece of paper, she was haunted.

”Feng Yan, I don't want to lie to you.” She whispered, thinking about Chen Chen's care, but she didn't understand, ”but I can't tell you... What did I hide from you?”

Su Xiaowan looked at Feng Yan's face and said, ”everyone has his own privacy. Don't you also have it? You have a lot of things I don't know, Feng Yan. When you should know, you will know. Feng Yan, I'm sorry. ”

Feng Yan clenched his fist tightly. Looking at her, he couldn't get angry. ”So, you're not going to tell me the secret from the bottom of your heart?”

”Feng Yan, I...”

She chose to hide from him, but told Xia Chenyan.

In his heart, he can't compare with Xia Chenyan.

He thought that these days, she would belong to him, completely unable to accommodate others.

But her small action, but all his self-confidence to play not left.

……

Feng Yan left. The next day he didn't go home. Su Xiaowan looked at the dishes and chopsticks put by Aunt Li. He hasn't seen Feng Yan back until now.

”Grandma, it's time to eat --!”

”Is Feng Yan not coming back to eat again?”

”The young master didn't say that, otherwise you would call and ask --!”

Aunt Li didn't know what had happened to the couple, but the couple always quarreled, the head of the bed quarreled, and the end of the bed quarreled, but the young master didn't go home.

It's impossible for them to make up.

”I... Feng Yan, are you with me?”

”Well.” Feng Yi answered, ”young master, I have something to do tonight. I don't think I will go home tonight. Young granny, you should have a rest early.”

Her voice is a little low, ”Oh, you're busy. I'll hang up first. Bye!”

Listening to the blind sound of Dudu, Fengyi came to Fengyan.

And Feng Yan sat there drinking wine bottle by bottle.

”Young master, your ears can't be delayed any longer. If you go on like this, you will really...”

But the man who only cares about drinking never looks up.

”What did she say?”

Fengyi hesitated for a moment and asked, ”when will you go home?”

”What else?”

”... grandma is worried about you.”

”Fengyi, worry will become love?”

Feng Yi's eyes sank slightly. ”The young granny will worry about you, which means she cares about you, so she will call you. Even if the young granny has her own little secret, she won't say it. There must be her own reason, young master. Besides, if the young granny doesn't tell you, we can check it.”

”But she told Xia Chenyan.”

He took a sip of the wine.

He is not angry that she has her own secret, but that she tells Xia Chenyan, but that he doesn't know anything about Feng Yan

Lying in bed, Su Xiaowan can't sleep.

She was thinking about Chen Chen, but she felt empty in her heart.

Thinking, thinking of Feng Yan

How busy is Feng Yan, too busy to call her?

It's a lie to say you want to marry her.

She thought about Xiyan, but she couldn't get through the phone... Xiyan didn't know what happened!

She sighed a little and pulled up the quilt. Just now she secretly went downstairs to have a drink, so she was dizzy and soon fell asleep.

At midnight, the man got off with the help of the driver.

He went up the stairs and pushed the door of the room towards the bedroom.

Slightly drunk state, can still see that familiar face, beautiful can't square thing.

Resolute face with a blush, eyes blurred, but still handsome, suddenly embrace the warmth.

It's like the whole body is warming up.

He grabbed her hard and wouldn't let her escape.

Close to his chest, he could hear his own heartbeat.

When Feng Yan woke up, Su Xiaowan was still sleeping.