cold wife

Chapter 272 Letting go is farting (2)
Feng Huaji patted his hand away expressionlessly, bent over to put on her shoes, and tidied up her clothes again. After making sure that everything was fine, she raised her head and looked at the man: "The money hit me before twelve o'clock." On account."

The man nodded incredulously.

Feng Huaji pushed him away, opened the door, turned to look at the man's calculating handsome face, and warned: "Don't touch her."

The man looked at her back, curled his lips coldly, his eyes were evil, and gently wiped his thin lips with his fingers. He was really a stunner. If it wasn't for the request from above, he would really be reluctant to let such a beauty die.

Ai Bao'er walked back to the hall, where Li Yu was walking back, her footsteps were a little anxious, seeing her coming in from the back door, her eyes softened, and she walked up to her: "Why have you been there for so long?"

"Something's been delayed."

Li Yu nodded, with a big wrist around her waist, and the two walked to the hall together.

Ai Baoer didn't stay in the hall for long, Feng Huaji came in from behind, wearing a black evening dress, showing a bumpy figure. In the past, Ai Baoer always saw her handsomely dressed, but now she looks so feminine Wearing it is the first time.

Ai Baoer greeted Li Yu, and Li Yu glanced at Feng Huaji over there, nodded, and told her to be careful before letting her out.

Ai Bao'er walked to the less crowded side and sat down. Feng Huaji walked up to her and sat on the sofa next to her. She summoned an attendant to bring two glasses of wine, one for her and one for herself.

She touched the wine glass in Ai Baoer's hand, raised her head and took a sip, then held it in her hand, shaking it slightly, watching the vibrating ripples.

Ai Baoer smiled: "You are very beautiful today."

Hearing this, Feng Huaji twitched the corners of his mouth symbolically, and gave a faint smile, maybe it couldn't be called a smile, but just bent the corners of his mouth mechanically.

Taking another sip of wine, looking at the glamorous crowd, she laughed at herself: "You must think I'm cheap now."

Ai Baoer frowned and shook her head: "No, you have your life." No matter who you are, you have your own way of life, and no one can arbitrarily judge another person's life.

Although she didn't know why Feng Huaji would do that kind of thing in such a place that wasn't private, but as she said, she didn't have any position to judge others.

Feng Huaji's eyes flickered, and he turned his eyes away, with no expression on his face, he kept drinking with his head up, but he was smiling wryly in his heart, yes, who is she, and what is her capacity to explain to her, What's more, even if it is explained, how can people care.

Seeing Feng Huaji drinking desperately, Ai Baoer reached out to snatch the wine glass in her hand: "Huaji, your hand is not healed yet..." The voice paused, because she saw the tears on her face.

"Huaji, what's wrong with you?" Ai Baoer looked at her worriedly.

Feng Huaji shook her head, wiped her tears carelessly, and turned away.

Ai Baoer turned back to her face, took the tissue from one side, carefully wiped the tears on her face, and asked with concern: "Hua Ji, is there anything unhappy about you, you can tell me."

Ai Baoer looked at her with concern, her long eyelashes were like frightened butterfly wings, dancing twice from time to time, her eyes were full of concern and worry, Feng Huaji looked at her with her eyes open, her eyes couldn't help being a little obsessed.

She jerked her into her arms.

Ai Baoer hugged her waist and patted her back comfortingly: "Okay, it's all right."

Standing on the other side, Li Yu, who was surrounded by the crowd, saw this scene, his beautiful eyes became deeper, something flashed, and the people around him said something, he turned his head nonchalantly, smiling gently.

(End of this chapter)