Chapter 232
It wasn't until around eight o'clock in the evening that Jing Xiyue and others saw Feng Zhan lying on the table, and then they were ready to leave.

"You want to stay at my place for one night?" Jing Xiyue looked at everyone.

Qu Ling followed Guan Ju to see what she meant.

"Do you have classes tomorrow morning?" Guan Ju asked.

Qu Ling nodded, her face turned red because she drank two glasses of red wine.

Guan Ju looked at Yang Liu and said, "Can you please help arrange a driver? Qu Ling has to go to class tomorrow morning, and I also have to catch an early flight. I will stay in a hotel near the airport."

"No problem." Yang Liu said: "I will make arrangements for you right now, you..."

"No need to bother." Nie Fuyao smiled and said, "I'll have someone send them back. It's getting late, and you guys drank a lot. Go back and rest early."

Yang Liu looked at the two of them and asked with concern: "Is it okay?"

Jing Xiyue and Chu Fan stepped forward, half-draged Yang Liu and took the person away. Rong Shuang also followed obediently behind her cousin, waving goodbye to Nie Fuyao delicately.

"If there is any problem, the people around Professor Nie are more reliable than you."

Yangliu had a good capacity for drinking, but at this time he was not drunk at all, and his brain was extremely clear.

"That's right. I didn't react for a moment." Yang Liu turned around with great effort and said goodbye to Nie Fuyao under Jing Xiyue's restraint. "Professor Nie, I wish you a happy wedding night. I'm going back first. Don't say goodbye tomorrow morning." Get anxious, I'll have someone bring you lunch at noon."

"Feng Zhan knows how to cook." Chu Fan pushed her from behind, "I'm a newlywed, and you're just joining in the fun. You really have no sense."

"School sister, happy wedding, see you later."

After they left, Nie Fuyao sent a message to Zou Heping.

"Professor Nie!" About 2 minutes later, Zou Heping came in from outside.

Seeing the situation inside the house, I really didn't know what to say.

The large and luxurious villa living room was filled with a strong smell of wine.

"Send them both back. Qu Ling is going back to school, and Senior Sister Guan is staying in a hotel near the airport. If you are bored returning alone, ask Yan Bin to drive behind."

"Okay, don't worry, Professor Nie." Zou Heping agreed naturally, "Let Yan Bin watch over you at home, I can do it by myself."

At this time, Qu Ling hugged Nie Fuyao's neck affectionately, and her breath was filled with the mellow aroma of red wine.

"My Fuyao, we are obviously the same age, but you are already married." He said, burping, "You are really one step ahead of me in everything."

Guan Ju stepped forward and "teared" Nie Fuyao off, saying, "Leave this drunkard to me. It's getting late, don't delay your wedding night."

"Senior Sister Guan, why don't you stay at home for two days?"

Nie Fuyao helped her support Qu Ling, and everyone wanted to go outside.

"I want to accompany my mentor to participate in the International Fashion Week. I want to accumulate more experience so that I can become independent as soon as possible." Guan Ju has not yet reconciled with her family. It is difficult for the old lady to change her temper at her age.

In this case, she was not willing to go to the old lady and ask for trouble.

Since studying abroad, Guan Ju has discovered that a person is quite good.

Even though they are thousands of miles apart, they can still meet in the second world.Distance can no longer block feelings.

Nie Fuyao knew it was more than that, but he didn't ask any more questions.

After watching Zou Heping drive the two of them away, she returned to the villa.

There were no more Feng Zhan people in the restaurant. Just as he was about to go upstairs, he was saved from behind.

A faint aroma of wine filled the nostrils. "Shake, we are finally together..."

As he spoke, he bent down, picked the person up and strode upstairs.

Nie Fuyao hugged his neck and looked at him carefully, "You didn't drink too much?"

Feng Zhan lowered his head and pecked her on the lips, and said with a smile, "Just pretending."

If not, those bitches would have to force him down to do it.

Today is the wedding night, how could it be ruined by drinking.

When I arrived at the wedding room, I saw a devastated red inside.

Especially the red four-piece suit embroidered with dragons and phoenixes crossing their necks, which made the room feel particularly ambiguous.

The lights in the wedding room stayed on until nearly three o'clock in the morning.

From today on, the rest of her life will be completely hers.

After the clouds dispersed and the rain stopped, Feng Zhan carried her to the bathroom. After washing her, he carried her downstairs.

"If you're sleepy, take a nap first and I'll prepare lunch."

Feng Zhan took a thin blanket and covered her body, "What do you want to eat?"

Nie Fuyao's brain was in a daze, and his whole body was sore and weak.

After thinking for a while, he said, "I don't want to eat anything now."

"Bake some red date porridge and take a few sips, okay?" Feng Zhan half-crouched beside the sofa to coax, "You will have strength only when you are full."

"..." That means Nie Fuyao doesn't have the strength now, otherwise he would have to look good, "Okay."

Seeing that she seemed a little angry, Feng Zhan smiled and touched her forehead, "Shake, I love you."

Nie Fuyao: "..."

He grabbed her hand and placed it on his Adam's apple, his voice gentle and seductive.

"You don't want me?"

"Yes, yes!" Nie Fuyao raised her foot and lightly kicked him on the waist, "I'll sleep a little longer."

"Okay!" Feng Zhan chuckled, kissed his red lips, stood up and went to the kitchen.

I don't know how long it took, while Nie Fuyao was sleeping hazily, a sweet smell spread in the room.

I could vaguely hear voices not far away, but I couldn't hear them clearly.

"Don't worry, Dad, I'll definitely arrive before ten o'clock tomorrow morning. Okay, we're also going to have lunch here. I know it won't be delayed..."

Feng Zhan ended the call with his father-in-law and came to Nie Fuyao's side.

It looked like she wasn't sleeping very peacefully, and Feng Zhan didn't wake anyone up.

Instead, he sat cross-legged on the carpet next to him, patted her sleepy eyes, then propped up his chin and looked at her quietly.

Feng Zhan knew that he loved her so much that he couldn't seem to get enough of her.

(End of this chapter)

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