Chapter 340 One Night Embrace (1/3)
Rong Feng always likes to use the most direct way to solve problems. Talking so much nonsense to Qiao Yimo has completely exceeded his patience. His tone is still inattentive, but it has a distinctly different taste from just now. It's still quite idle, watching the green on the buddies' heads, do you think I should find some people to stoke the surname?"
"..."
Qiao Yimo's eyes stared, and he sat up abruptly, holding the phone and yelling angrily, "Asshole! You can think of this kind of trick, you two are really scumbags." Go cough cough..."
She coughed violently because of her anger and anger, and she coughed violently, her head hurting.
Rong Feng was not mad at her anger at all, but smiled and said: "Of course people like me can only come up with this kind of indiscriminate means. I will now send the positioning to you."
After all, the man cut the call.
Qiao Yimo held the phone, closed his eyes and gasped, his chest aching.
Fu Sinian was worried that his identity would not be so overcast, but his appearance was different. He was always simple and rude and unscrupulous in his work. She was really not sure whether he would stretch his hand to Shi'an.
Rubbing her swollen head, she bit her lip, lifted the quilt and got out of the bed.
After confirming that Qiao Ranran was asleep, she changed her clothes, put on a coat, and left the apartment.
The night in late autumn was still a bit cold, especially for people like her who were still suffering from a high fever. The effect of the anti-fever medicine hadn't passed yet, and I was drowsy all the way in a taxi.
Arrived at the bar, found the private room, and opened the door to enter. Only Rong Feng and Fu Sinian were in the small room.
There was a person sitting on the sofa, his head tilted slightly to one side, his eyes closed and motionless. It was not Fu Sinian or someone.
With the rich smell of wine and the empty wine bottles and cigarette butts on the coffee table, it is not difficult to imagine how much the two of them drank.
Qiao Yimo just glanced, and her eyebrows tightened suddenly, and his eyes fell to the side, smoking a cigarette, looking quite leisurely, his voice was cold and stiff, "I knew he was going to be engaged tomorrow, so he would drink this. Many, are you a brother like this?"
Rong Feng pinched out the cigarette butt and exhaled, handsome
Zi looked very free and easy, stood up, "I can't help him drink what kind of brother? Besides, I can't beat him, let alone him. Anyway, I don't need the money for these wines. He wants to drink how he wants to drink."
Qiao Yimo gritted his teeth and wanted to pick up the wine bottle on the table and smash it over, what a bastard thing.
Rong Feng didn't seem to see her angry cannibal eyes, nor did he look at the man on the sofa. He curled his lips, patted his butt, and was about to leave.
"You just left? Then what did you tell me to do? You still expect me to carry him home alone."
Rong Feng spread his hands, "Whatever you do with him, I don't want to worry about it anyway, so I will throw him away if I can't carry it."
"..."
Qiao Yimo clenched his fists and took a deep look at Fu Sinian. Before Rong Feng left the house, he suddenly said, "Aren't you afraid that I just called Gu Yao over?"
The man stood at the door, grinning, "If you really don't want to listen to me, there are many ways, not only Gu Yao, but Pei Qian also has Fu Jinzhi, you can tell someone they will take them back. But Why did you come by yourself?"
His smile deepened, with a hint of scornful mockery, "Is it because I am afraid that I will get Shian or Gu Yao will take advantage of this? It's probably only your heart that knows best."
Qiao Yimo stood upright, subconsciously pursing his lips.
"He will be engaged tomorrow. We shouldn't continue to entangle him, and you shouldn't condone him to be so crazy. Since you have a beautiful woman, you should live your life."
Rong Feng copied his hands like pockets, raising his eyebrows, "You haven't figured out why he is drinking here?"
Qiao Yimo didn't speak.
After thinking about it all the way, if it is really because of her, then the only possibility is that she and Shi'an are in the hall in the afternoon, so... He likes her in his heart
If it were three years ago, she would have been so naively fantasizing, but in the past three years she has really calmly thought a lot. If she is really important to him, why can't he change a little for her? Even if she explained something to her, or ran to her and scolded an idiot, she would be a little comforting.
Can he know how difficult it was for her to be pregnant in France? Do you know that he was all thinking of him when he was about to have a dystocia in the hospital
sorrow
What more can she ask for
Rong Feng said nothing, and left without even saying to help.
There were only two people left in the empty small private room.
Under the dim light, the man on the sofa closed his eyes tightly, his facial features were motionless, like a perfect and handsome sculpture, quiet and lonely.
Qiao Yimo was uncomfortable and didn't have the energy to drag him out. He looked around the room and found no place to lie down, only the central sofa.
After hesitating for a moment, she stretched out her hand to gently put the man down, but the sofa was not big, it was impossible to let him lie flat, so she just let his upper body lean on one end of the sofa, and the legs were still folded, so that it would not be uncomfortable to sit overnight. , And still give her some place.
It was impossible to go back. The persistent high fever made her feel extremely uncomfortable. She took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Sister Liu to ask her to go there early tomorrow morning. She also lay down next to the man.
Because the space was too small, she felt uncomfortable after lying down for a while, so she sat up again and changed her position, resting her head on the man's lap, lying down with her half body curled up.
As far as her eyes could be, half of the man's face was on top of her head. She stared at it for a long while, couldn't help but stretched out her hand and stroked it gently, a trace of nostalgia flashed across her eyes.
It's the last night.
Just let her indulge for a while, anyway, when he wakes up, she will leave early.
I fell asleep in a daze. I woke up from the cold in the middle of the night. I didn't know if the fever had subsided. I just felt that my throat was dry and dumb and my nose was blocked.
After a dull cough, she weakly supported her body and got up and got into the man's arms, took off her coat to cover the two of them, hugged him and fell asleep almost without pause.
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I don't know how long it took, the man opened his eyes suddenly.
There is no light in the bar room, and there is no time to see. The man's dark and deep eyes quietly scanned the messy wine bottles in front of him. He felt that his head was a little heavy, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and his face became gloomy.
But a few bottles of wine, don't make him drink at all
Damn Rongfeng, even drugged him.
Just as he was about to get up, Yu Guang saw that the coat covering his body was bulging. He twisted his eyebrows and pulled it off casually.
(End of this chapter)