Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 90

She hesitated.

Feng Beiting's punch to Yin Ni's adoptive father was still fresh in her memory. If she couldn't hit it with one blow, then she would really be close to death.

While in a trance, Jiang Yimian watched helplessly as Feng Beiting took the water glass from her hand, she almost said without thinking, "Let's talk!"

He raised his eyebrows, with a faint smile, "I have nothing to talk to you about except love."

Jiang Yimian: "..."

What's with this sudden arrogance?

In my impression, except for joking, he rarely spoke to her in such a tone.

Most of the time he is gentle, even though that face is very enchanting, but he always smiles very gentle and modest, people can't help letting go of their guards.

Is it—

He was pretending before?In order to make yourself like him?

Thinking of "like", Jiang Yimian couldn't help but think of what Feng Beiting said when she just woke up.

He asked her if she regretted agreeing to be with him...

"Feng Beiting...I really drank too much, and I can't remember some things clearly..." She carefully chose her words, lest she would irritate him if she said something wrong, "Why don't you tell me? How did I get here? How did your family agree to be with you?"

Jiang Yimian's current behavior is a typical "talking without words".

She had to let Feng Beiting have something to do to distract him, otherwise what would he do if he made his mind on her later!
Since you can't leave for the time being, let's first think about how to spend the night safely.

As long as he survives this night, Master will definitely come to find her tomorrow if he can't contact her.

Miss Jiang thought optimistically.

Feng Beiting's thick black eyebrows frowned slightly, and then stretched open again, as if he was not very happy to hear what she said.

After a moment of silence, he said, "Do we have to talk now? Are you not sleepy?"

"Not sleepy! Not sleepy! Not sleepy at all!"

"……Um."

Feng Beiting lowered his eyes and compromised again.

He sat on the side of the bed like Jiang Yimian, and suddenly stretched out his hand to wrap her in his arms, and pressed his chin intimately on her shoulder.

Miss Jiang didn't dare to move, she was as stiff as a wood carving.

Feng Beiting's voice was as soft as a beam of light, and it sounded slowly accompanied by the sound of "sand" flowing down the hourglass.

"I went to pick you up at night, and just happened to meet Lian Qingfeng to see you off, so I brought you back." His tone was natural and honest, without the slightest sign of lying.

"Are you going to pick me up?! Where are you going to pick me up?"

Feng Beiting reported the name of the bar she was in.

Jiang Yimian was surprised, "How do you know?!"

Hearing this, Feng Beiting's expression was slightly surprised and displeased, "How much wine did Lian Qingfeng take you to drink, how did you forget it so completely!

Before you left, you told me to pick you up, don't you remember? "

Shaking his head crazily.

She never said that at all!
And they hadn't even met before she went to San Gabriel!

and also……

"You know Brother Lian?" This is the strangest point.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for Second Brother Lian to hand her over to someone he is not familiar with.

"I met you several times at the reception."

"Then he will hand me over to you?!" This doesn't seem like something the second brother would do.

The questioning tone in her words made a young master sullen, "Why wouldn't he give it! I'm your boyfriend!"

"...OK, now the topic is back to the original question, how did we get together?"

Probably because he couldn't stand her forgetting all the precious memories between the two of them, Feng Beiting bit her neck as if venting his anger, Jiang Yimian suddenly curled up in pain, and curled up his toes.

Seeing her cute appearance of shrinking herself into a ball, he couldn't help but let go, and kissed again as if to comfort her.

"Can't you remember at all?" Obviously it was such a sweet memory.

"Can't remember." Because it never happened.

Taking Jiang Yimian, who had secretly escaped from his embrace, back into his arms, he continued, "That night we went home together, walked out of the elevator together, and I stopped you before you entered the door.

Ask you, am I enough to make you empathize..."

Jiang Yimian nodded.

This is all right.

"You didn't answer."

She then nodded.

Her phone rang, interrupting their conversation.

So far, the situation described by Feng Beiting is consistent with the facts at that time, and there has been no serious deviation.

So how did they establish a relationship? !

Huan's hands in front of her tightened a little, and Feng Beiting's voice sounded slowly from behind her, "You didn't say anything, you just threw yourself into my arms with a smile."

Jiang Yimian:!

Absolutely not!

She left after answering the phone, throwing herself into her arms!
When Feng Beiting said this, there was a hint of a smile in his tone, not the obvious kind of laughter, but the kind of happy tone that made others pull the corners of their mouths as soon as they heard it .

Jiang Yimian couldn't help turning her head to look at him.

He happened to be looking at her too.

When their eyes met, Jiang Yimian saw light in his eyes.

A slight smile flickered in those amber eyes.

The first time she saw Feng Beiting, Jiang Yimian thought his eyes were extremely beautiful, like the amber she saw in her grandma's room when she was a child.

In a drop of amber there is a tiny butterfly.

The amber is transparent and does not contain any impurities. You can clearly see the butterfly from the outside. It looks like it is alive, as if it is still alive and may dance at any time.

Feng Beiting's eyes were like this.

Amber eyes were not a rare color, but she thought they were the only ones full of magic.

When dim, deep and mysterious.

When illuminated, it is radiant.

The affection in his eyes made Jiang Yimian trance for a while, as if his memory was really messed up.

"Papa" slapped her face twice, and Miss Jiang woke herself up forcefully.

She herself didn't think there was anything wrong with doing this, but Feng Beiting felt distressed.

Clutching her hand, he frowned and looked at her with disapproval, "Mianmian? What are you doing?"

Withdrawing her hand, she boldly withdrew from his embrace, and suddenly pressed it when he stretched out his hand to her, "Feng Beiting, let me ask you one more question, you must answer me honestly, you must not lie. "

He was silent, and his eyes fell on his hand that was stopped by her.

He wants to hold her...

Opening his lips, it was a sentence that obviously didn't fit his previous style, "If you let me hug you, I won't lie."

Jiang Yimian: "..."

I really want to stuff her little feet into his mouth.

"...Then I won't ask."

"Okay, let's go to bed then."

"Let's ask again!" He changed his words instantly.

Feng Beiting smiled with satisfaction, and opened his hands towards her.

Jiang Yimian pursed her lips.

She couldn't do anything like asking her to throw herself into Feng Beiting's arms, so in the end she just turned around, moved her butt back, and sat a little closer to him.

But just such a simple action, all the worries in Feng Beiting's heart disappeared.

Stretching out his arms, he unceremoniously took the person into his arms.

The crimson color slowly climbed up Jiang Yimian's neck, he was fascinated by it, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

He didn't make a promise until Jiang Yimian reminded, "What's the problem, tell me."

"Don't lose your temper."

"Ah."

"Not to mention retaliation."

"it is good."

After making an appointment with him for three chapters, Jiang Yimian suddenly felt that he was probably crazy too, trying to explain the rules to a person who was not clear-headed.

Can you really count on him to keep his word?
Maybe it was because he was so angry just now but didn't hurt her, which gave her a bit of psychological respite, so that she made Feng Beiting, who was in front of her eyes at this moment, overlap with Feng Beiting, who was her friend before.

That fear faded a bit.

At a certain moment, Jiang Yimian suddenly understood those people with Stockholm Syndrome.

When a person's life or safety is threatened, the psychological defense line will easily collapse.

Anyone who helps them at this time will easily move them, including the kidnappers.

but--

Jiang Yimian always felt that she and Feng Beiting were different from other kidnappers and hostages.

It was a dangerous thought, but she couldn't get it out of her mind.

She thought, Feng Beiting's unconventional reaction probably confused her, she couldn't explain many things clearly to him, and all the hatred and dislike that should have been accumulated in her heart, she didn't know what to do vent.

Sighing softly, Jiang Yimian said as if making up her mind, "Feng Beiting."

"Ok?"

"What's wrong with you?"

"..."

At that moment, the expression on Feng Beiting's face was quite exciting.

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　　ps: Feng Simi’s yy is sweeter this time O(∩_∩)O haha~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)