The Blind Date Went To the Wrong Room, But Was Confessed By the Other Party

Afterwards, the three of them ate skewers and drank beer. Xiaolong always smiled and looked at Jiang Xiyao and Fangzheng. The man never imagined that one day he would be able to sit with his immediate boss and eat an outdoor barbecue.

And in this capacity, he couldn't help giving Fang Zheng a thumbs up.

"Brother Zheng! Mr. Zheng! You really are this, I've taken it! I told you that when I was still in my mother's womb when I was a child, a fortune teller pointed to my mother's belly and said that this child will definitely meet a noble person in the future. I didn't believe it before!"

Holding a bunch of meat, he gritted his teeth and said, "I really believe it now, and the letter is obedient! I don't agree with anyone. You can even get us President Jiang, so I will obey you!"

Jiang Xiyao chewed a piece of barbecued meat slowly in her mouth. If it weren't for her falling in love with Fangzheng, she probably would never come back to such a small place to eat barbecue in her life.

However, the taste and atmosphere are still good, of course, it is mainly Fang Zheng here.

Fang Zheng looked at his swaying look: "Okay, I'm talking too much about you, I can't bear the title of President Zheng, let's eat."

"Okay! Then I'll call you Brother Zheng in the future!"

In the face of the relationship between Fang Zheng and Jiang Xiyao, Xiaolong was curious about 10,000 to 10,000 people, but the situation between the two from the fake couple to the present, a lot of things happened in the middle, so naturally, they couldn't explain it to Xiaolong one by one.

I had no choice but to move out of the old ways. I occasionally encountered them on the street. I added WeChat, and it was fine.

After hearing this, Xiaolong felt that his big brother was even better.

The three of them had been eating for more than an hour. Xiaolong seemed to be in a good mood. He poured bottles of beer into his stomach, and he didn't have enough for the last two cases.

Another box was added. When the show was over, it was dragged by the driver and Fang Zheng to the car, and he was already unconscious.

After sending Xiaolong away, Jiang Xiyao and Fang Zheng went to see another movie according to the plan of the day. Maybe it was bad luck. It seems that there are no good romance movies on the shelves recently.

It's all about old-fashioned and twists and turns, but Jiang Xiyao never tires of it. Compared to watching a movie, she feels more comfortable leaning on Fang Zheng's shoulder and squeezing for a while.

Women themselves are not movie theaters that go to the movies. The drunkard's intention is not to drink.

After watching the movie and driving home, according to the previous practice, the little tiger doll will serve as the dividing line between the two people to prevent Fang Zheng from crossing the line at night.

But tonight Fangzheng returned to his bedroom after taking a shower, only to find that the little tiger had retired with honor and had completely turned into a decoration beside the bedside bookcase.

Fang Zheng also asked the woman with a smile, "Is the little tiger not going to work today?"

Jiang Xiyao glanced at Fang Zheng and said nothing.

Although they still had the same bed and two quilts, after turning off the lights, the two felt that the atmosphere was more ambiguous than last night.

Fangzheng: "Xiyao, is the little tiger asking for leave or returning home today? He won't retire directly, will he?"

Jiang Xiyao lay flat on the bed, staring at the ceiling:

"It should be retired. We will sleep like this in the future. We don't need that little tiger. Bring our arms here."

Fangzheng remembered the tragic condition of his arm this morning, especially when he glanced at the bed where the two were separated, he seemed very reluctant.

"You're not in the same bed anymore, and you're still sleeping on my arm? Why don't we just go to sleep, don't worry about these things, it's already very late, Xi Yao."

Jiang Xiyao turned her head and stared at Fang Zheng threateningly. Even in a dark room, the man could still feel the murderous aura in the other's eyes.

So he had to compromise and stretch out his arm again.

But not in the same bed, it was really awkward to do this, Jiang Xiyao also felt uncomfortable with Fang Zheng's forearm.

After struggling for a while, he turned over and turned his back to Fangzheng.

Jiang Xiyao said: "Forget it, it's not difficult for you, go to sleep, just don't forget what I told you during the day."

Fangzheng felt the woman move her head away from her arm.

"About the day? Are you still jealous?"

Silence.

Then there was a soft umm, she didn't want to lie either.

"But after a day's observation, I found that you really don't mean that to Yang Xiaoxue. It should be my problem. I've never been in a relationship before, and I've been feeling unwell for the past two days, and my emotions are a bit sensitive, don't mind."

Fang Zheng didn't pull his arm back immediately, but just stared at the woman's back, her long hair scattered on the sheets, smelled of shampoo and jasmine.

"Our family's Xiyao is so reasonable? If it's on other women, I think it's going to be a quarrel."

Jiang Xiyao's voice was very soft: "It's too hypocritical, I'm not that kind of person, and even if I'm your girlfriend, it's impossible for me to stare at you all the time. If I don't believe you, this relationship will definitely not go on."

After speaking, she added, "I hope you won't betray my trust in you."

Fangzheng's mouth moved, and there was a feeling that the woman lying beside him was the most precious thing in the world. After all, such a woman is really rare in the world.

"Would you like me to coax you?"

Jiang Xiyao still didn't turn around, let alone speak.

After waiting for a long time, she asked, "How to coax?"

Fang Zheng let out a long breath, turned over, and hugged Jiang Xiyao from behind through the quilt.

The smell and temperature on the man made Jiang Xiyao's whole body tremble slightly.

Fang Zheng held Jiang Xiyao's hand and closed his eyes.

"So coaxing, do you feel better?"

There was a shyness in Jiang Xiyao's eyes that was hard to detect, but she turned her back to Fangzheng and was used to controlling her emotions, so she couldn't easily detect it.

"Although it's very simple, it seems to be useful. It's better." Jiang Xiyao felt Fang Zheng's palm, but couldn't see the expression on her face.

Fang Zheng said softly: "Also, I promise you, if it's not necessary in the future~www.NovelMTL.com~ I will deliberately stay away from other women to make you feel less jealous, but I like the way you are jealous. Yes, a little cuter than usual."

Jiang Xiyao frowned: "What do you mean by saying that you never deliberately stayed away from other women before?"

Fang Zheng admitted that he had never thought of this before.

He opened his eyes: "you weren't my real girlfriend at that time, why should I stay away from other women? In case we broke up, would you still want me to guard you for three years? Don't be so cruel."

Jiang Xiyao broke a sentence: "Fangzheng, you are really scumbag."

Fang Zheng retorted, "I think it's fine."

"Scumbag."

She was like a bunny being hugged by Fang Zheng from behind, and the man even hugged her tightly.

Jiang Xiyao closed her eyes and breathed slowly.

"Go to sleep, don't eat what's in the refrigerator tomorrow morning, I'll make you some breakfast."

"What breakfast?"

"Tomato and egg soup."

"Mr. Jiang's dishes are quite simple, are they delicious?"

"I don't know. No man has tasted what I made. You are the first and should be the last."

…

The night was silent, and a little moonlight came in from the window until it was replaced by the white light of the sun.

It was only until the next morning that he found out that Jiang Xiyao's so-called tomato and egg soup.

It's a quarter of a tomato, an egg, and a pot of water.

There is no salt, and the amount is scary. According to her, it is healthier and loses weight.

So when Jiang Xiyao asked Fangzheng if it tasted good, the man had no choice but to answer honestly with the soup, "It tastes good, but it doesn't taste much."