Chapter 728 Why Do You Get Dust (95)
Feng Yiheng put down the bowl and wiped his hands with a handkerchief.

Come out of the kitchen.

Chen Ziran stood alone in the middle of the living room, with his back to him, and his body was still shaking.

"What's wrong?" Feng Yiheng said.

Chen Ziran turned around and looked at him drunkenly.

Feng Yiheng stood where he was, looking at her.

After a while, Chen Ziran hooked his fingers at him and ordered: "Come here, dance with me!"

Feng Yiheng stood still, just looking at her indifferently, as if wanting to confirm whether she was sober or drunk.

Seeing that he didn't follow her request, Chen Ziran felt furious: "Feng Yiheng, I asked you to come here, can't you hear me?!"

Feng Yiheng looked at her, finally moved his steps, and walked up to her.

Chen Ziran was wearing flat shoes, so he could only look up to him at once.

The candlelight in the living room was very dim, and Feng Yiheng's face was covered with shadows, making it difficult for her to see his facial features clearly.

"Let me ask you, why are other women dancing?" Chen Ziran pouted and opened her mouth to ask.

The alcohol-smelling breath sprayed on Feng Yiheng's chin and the corners of his lips.

"I didn't dance with other women." Feng Yiheng moved his Adam's apple.

"Fart! I obviously saw you dancing with that woman Nan Ziyan, I saw it with my own eyes!"

It was only then that Feng Yiheng understood what Chen Ziran said about dancing with Nan Ziyan on the day of his inauguration dinner.

"I asked for your opinion, and you agreed."

When it comes to dinner parties, dancing is just a social tool.

During the few minutes of dancing with Nan Ziyan, he not only understood the Nan family's attitude towards the Emperor City and the Feng family, but also could deceive others. Moreover, he had asked for her opinion.

Chen Ziran shook her head: "That's not okay! As long as I'm your wife for a day, you... can only dance with me alone! Otherwise, you're... a scumbag!"

Feng Yiheng listened to her words and could basically confirm that she was drunk.

Feng Yiheng chuckled: "I'll take you back to your room to rest first."

As he spoke, he stepped forward to hug her waist.

Chen Ziran grabbed his hand and shook his head, "No, I want to dance, I want to dance with you!"

Feng Yiheng was helpless: "Then what dance do you want to dance?"

Chen Ziran raised his chin: "Just dance the dance that you and Nan Ziyan danced that day!"

Feng Yiheng frowned slightly, that dance was actually quite difficult.

Before he finished thinking, Chen Ziran put his hand on his shoulder first.

Feng Yiheng took advantage of the situation to hold her waist.

The two of them stood in this posture for a while.

Chen Ziran raised his head and looked at him, expectantly: "Jump!"

Feng Yiheng raised his eyebrows, the dance was performed by the woman first.

Chen Ziran is like this, obviously not.

This woman is really...

Feng Yiheng couldn't laugh or cry: "Chen Ziran, can you dance?"

Chen Ziran pouted: "Who said I can't! I won No.1 in radio gymnastics competitions before! If you don't believe me, I'll show you."

Saying that, he let go of Feng Yiheng, and took a few steps back.

Feng Yiheng's hand that was originally supporting her waist froze in mid-air.

Chen Ziran was serious, as if to prove that she really could dance, she stretched out her hand and began to gesture.

"Session one, stretching."

Chen Ziran opened his arms and made a movement of spreading his wings and flying.

"one two three four……"

Looking at her antics, Feng Yiheng forgot to speak for a moment.

Until Chen Ziran practiced to the fourth quarter, Feng Yiheng really couldn't see it.

Go straight up and wrap her arms around her waist again.

Chen Ziran was lying in his arms, her whole face was flushed red.

"Chen Ziran, that's not how you dance." Feng Yiheng said slowly.

"Then how do you dance?"

As soon as Chen Ziran finished speaking, he felt his whole body shaking.

To be precise, it was Feng Yiheng who shook it slightly.

She was held in Feng Yiheng's arms, and her feet just seemed to instinctively move with Feng Yiheng.

The two stood in the huge living room and swayed casually.

Chen Ziran's head became more and more dizzy, and she even had the illusion of answering the night of the dinner.

But the difference is that she is the only one dancing with Feng Yiheng.

"Feng Yiheng, will you just dance with me from now on?"

In the dim candlelight, she finally saw the curvature of the man's lips.

It turns out that when some people laugh, they can really turn all living beings upside down.

However, she was reluctant to let others see it.

So she stood on tiptoe and leaned over to dominate.

a long time.

Her eyes were drunk, she stretched out her hand to caress the territory that already belonged to her, and closed her eyes in satisfaction.

Feng Yiheng didn't expect that she would be able to fall asleep at this time.

He sighed deeply.

Pick her up.

He went upstairs into the bedroom in the dark, put her on the bed and covered her with a quilt.

The moment he was about to turn around, his heart suddenly moved, and he couldn't help but lower his head and get close to her face...

Feng Yiheng returned to the kitchen and washed the unfinished dishes.

Blow out the candles, leaving only the candlestick in the living room.

Two-thirds of the candle on the candlestick had been burned, so he carefully replaced that one with an aromatherapy candle.

Aromatherapy has the effect of helping sleep. For those who have drunk alcohol, it can relieve headaches after waking up.

Feng Yiheng went upstairs.

Place the candle holders on the bedroom table.

The dark room suddenly became bright, and Chen Ziran on the bed slept soundly.

Although there was a power outage in the villa, the water was not cut off.

After being tormented by Chen Ziran just now, he went to wash the dishes, and the back of Feng Yiheng's shirt was already wet with sweat.

He turned his head to look at Chen Ziran on the bed, then turned and walked into the bathroom.

Because there is no light in the bathroom.

After taking a shower, Feng Yiheng came out with only a towel around him.

He took a set of clean pajamas from the closet, walked to the sofa, and unwrapped the towel to change into.

Suddenly, he felt a gaze behind him.

Feng Yiheng turned his head and saw Chen Ziran, who was already asleep, standing at the head of the bed, staring at him blankly.

Feng Yiheng gave a dry cough, and put on his clothes calmly.

Chen Ziran also looked away, got up and got out of bed.

With a calm face: "I'm going to the bathroom."

Go into the bathroom and close the door.

Chen Ziran knocked herself on the head so hard that she almost cried out in pain.

This is really not an illusion! ! !

Chen Ziran stayed in the bathroom for a long time.

He just walked out slowly.

The air in the room had a pleasant aroma, and Feng Yiheng had already put on his clothes and lay down.

Candlesticks have also been moved to the bedside table.

Chen Ziran walked to the bed. In fact, she was still dizzy. She couldn't remember how she got back to the room for the time being. She just remembered that she seemed to be spinning in circles.

Chen Ziran lay back on the bed and closed her eyes.

All the pictures in my mind are just now.

(End of this chapter)

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