"Painful ......" Song Zhiyue gritted his teeth, his face painful.

Feng Chen said: "If you don't rub it vigorously and let the potion seep in, it won't work, so bear with it a little longer." ”

Wen Mei, who was ignored, the anger in her heart surged again, and she said in a deep tone: "Ah Chen, there are guests at home, what are you talking like staying in the room all the time!" ”

"I'm not interested in what you're talking about, and I'm too busy to go down." Feng Chen's tone was light.

"In that case, what are you doing when you come back today?" Wen Mei was annoyed, she would rather he not come back.

Feng Chen said without being salty: "Didn't you ask me to come back?" ”

Wen Mei's face sank, and she said angrily: "But I didn't let you bring her back!" ”

Feng Chen's eyes dimmed, and the movements in his hands did not stop: "She is sticky and sticky, and she can't do without me, so of course she will follow wherever I go." ”

Song Zhiyue stared at a pair of big eyes, and thought silently in her heart, if you say this, aren't you afraid that your mother will tear me up?

Wen Mei frowned slightly, looking at Song Zhiyue, her eyes becoming more and more cold.

Song Zhiyue lowered his head, and his eyes fell on Feng Chen's hand that was rubbing his ankles, his hands were so beautiful.

Feng Chen's back seemed to have eyes, and he said: "Mom, don't stare at her, she is uncomfortable, I have to coax her to turn around, trouble." ”

The corners of Song Zhiyue's mouth twitched, when did you coax me?

Although he just said it in front of Wen Mei, there was still a sweetness in her heart.

Wen Meiqi's chest rose and fell, and her brain hurt: "I see how you will explain to your father later!" ”

"What do I have to explain to him?" Feng Chen's expression was cold.

There are still people downstairs, if there is any movement, others will not hear it well, Wen Mei temporarily suppressed her anger, turned around and went downstairs.

The room was quiet, Song Zhiyue looked at Feng Chen, pursed her lips and said, "Otherwise, you should go down and have a look, you have been staying upstairs, showing that you don't respect your aunt and uncle enough." ”

"They wished I wasn't showing up." so as not to destroy the marriage between Feng Shen and Liang Weirong.

Feng Chen rubbed her for a few more minutes, twisted the lid of the medicinal wine, and went into the bathroom to wash her hands.

After coming out, he walked up to Song Zhiyue: "Shall I take you to bed and sleep for a while?" ”

Song Zhiyue shook his head: "I'll just lie on the sofa for a while." ”

They had been in for so long, and they hadn't turned on the heating, so Feng Chen saw that she was barefoot, so he turned on the heating.

Song Zhiyue put a cushion behind him and played with his mobile phone.

Feng Chen didn't want to go down, so he sat on the edge of the bed and watched the news with his mobile phone.

The two of them are in the same room, each holding their mobile phones, and the picture is very harmonious.

After a while, Song Zhiyue was a little thirsty, she licked her slightly dry lips, looked at Feng Chen, and said, "I want to drink water." ”

Feng Chen put down his phone and went downstairs to pour water for her.

As soon as he walked down the last step, Liang Weirong, who had been blowing cold wind for half an hour, came in through the door, and the two collided head-on.

Feng Chen glanced at her and walked to the water cooler.

Seeing that his gaze stayed on him for a few seconds and then moved away, Liang Weirong's originally good mood almost collapsed again.

She pinched her palm and walked over and sat down next to Liang Yuqian, but her eyes were glancing at Feng Chen.

Feng Chen didn't call the servant, he went to pour a glass of water himself, and walked to the stairs.

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