A trace of confusion flashed on Song Zhiyue's face, and then he thought of why he asked like this, and said in shock: "This can't be your ......"

Feng Chen nodded: "A birthday present for you." ”

This surprise made Song Zhiyue stunned, and it took a long time to react.

She said, "Why do you want to give me a car?"

It was the most expensive birthday present she'd ever received, and it was a little incredible.

Feng Chenwen said: "So you don't have to squeeze the bus after work every day." ”

"But this ...... It's too precious. ”

Although she doesn't know how to drive a car, and she doesn't know what brand it is, she always feels that it costs hundreds of thousands of dollars.

Feng Chen looked at her, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth: "You want to be polite to me?" ”

He's her boyfriend, so he doesn't seem to have to be polite to him.

In the end, Song Zhiyue accepted his birthday gift with peace of mind.

It was late, and the two went back to their rooms.

Song Zhiyue opened the gifts of Lu Zhenming and Jiang Fengxing, Lu Zhenming's bracelet, but when she saw Jiang Fengxing, she was dumbfounded.

Jiang Fengxing gave a set of erotic underwear, and the sexy *** made her dare not wear it in her life.

Looking at the *** in her hand, she thought of something, went out of the room and went downstairs, took a bottle of wine from the wine cabinet, opened the lid and didn't even want a cup, just took the bottle and poured herself into it, and drank the wine as water.

She had already drunk wine, and after half a bottle of wine was lowered, two crimson flowers appeared on her delicate bun face, and her feet were a little vain.

Feng Chen came out of the shower, charged the mobile phone that was about to run out of power, took a towel and wiped his hair, and Song Zhiyue came to knock on the door.

He walked over and opened the door, and saw Song Zhiyue standing outside the door with a crimson face, and the smell of wine on his body was even stronger than just now.

He frowned: "Why are you drinking again?" ”

"I'm happy for my birthday today." She was a little unsteady on her feet, and her body shook a little.

Feng Chen held her, and she leaned into his arms and hugged his waist.

"What was interrupted by my mother that day, do you want to continue?"

She deliberately poured so much wine just to strengthen her courage, so she said what she wanted to say.

Feng Chen was stunned for a moment, and already understood her intentions: "You're drunk, and you're talking when you're sober." ”

Song Zhiyue burped, leaned his head on his chest dizzily, and muttered, "Feng Chen, are you a man?" I'm like this, what else do you want from me? ”

Feng Chen narrowed his deep eyes, pinched her jaw, and made her look at herself, with a hint of danger in her tone: "Question whether I am a man?" Well? ”

The wine was on the rise, Song Zhiyue couldn't hear what he was talking to, she only heard someone talking to her, and she nodded instinctively.

Feng Chen bit her lip: "Do you want to verify it?" ”

Song Zhiyue hissed in pain, and subconsciously licked the bite pain.

And she licked Feng Chen's lips this time, and Feng Chen's head exploded with a bang and kissed her fiercely.

He kissed fiercely, as if to punish her for what she had just said.

Finally, he put her on the bed, pressed her over, and kissed her lips red and swollen.

However, when he took off her clothes and was about to go further, he found that Song Zhiyue had no reaction.

Looking at the woman who was asleep, Feng Chen laughed angrily, so he had to get up and take a cold shower.

After coming out of the bathroom, he glanced at Song Zhiyue, who had already fallen asleep.