Hearing the knock on the door, Zhao Jianfeng first thought of Yang Xiaotong. According to his guess, Yang Xiaotong must be in her room at this time.

Nie Rongrong also quickly gets up from Zhao Jianfeng's arms and looks at the door. She nuzui toward the door, motioned to Zhao Jianfeng to open the door, Zhao Jianfeng let go, Nie Rongrong asked in front of the door.

"It's me." Yang Xiaotong does not have the good spirit to return a way. It's hard to get a girl to answer outside the door. Not to mention this point.

Zhao Jianfeng grinned and knew he was in trouble. Because he's "hiding in the golden house.".

"Sister Xiaotong? Haven't you had a rest yet? " Nie Rongrong did not expect that Yang Xiaotong would come for ward round, but she deliberately pretended to be unexpected.

"Where is Rongrong? I have something to do with Jianfeng." Yang Xiaotong is very generous smile, seems to this time Nie Rongrong appeared in Zhao Jianfeng here is not strange. And she said in front of Rongrong that she had something to do with Zhao Jianfeng, which was just like giving a guest order, but the guest order was more tactful.

"I'm sorry to disturb you. I'll go back. Brother Feng, sister Xiaotong, if you need anything, just make a phone call. " With that, Rongrong Wan'er smiles and exits the room.

"Jianfeng, don't you give it away?" Yang Xiaotong said angrily.

So Zhao Jianfeng followed him to the door.

"Come on, be polite to me. Sister Xiaotong is still waiting for you. You can't ignore the beauty." Nie Rongrong pushed Zhao Jianfeng back.

After closing the door, Zhao Jianfeng saw that Yang Xiaotong's face was not very good-looking. Just now she was still full of spring breeze, but now she is as cold as ice.

Zhao Jianfeng knows that it's useless to explain anything at this time. It can only give Yang Xiaotong the feeling that there is no silver here.

"Sit down. What would you like to drink? " Zhao Jianfeng asked. He just didn't see Yang Xiaotong's face.

"What did you drink just now? Give me some, too. " Yang Xiaotong looked at the two red wine cups on the tea table. This is what Nie Rongrong poured. In fact, I haven't had time to drink it.

"Where to drink?" Zhao Jianfeng saw that Yang Xiaotong noticed two red wine cups and knew that Yang Xiaotong was jealous.

"Is that because I interrupted you?" Yang Xiaotong sat on the sofa, picked up a cup and shook it, then put it under her nose and smelled it, "it's good."

Yang Xiaotong is a little strange.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Jianfeng knows that if he goes around on this issue, Yang Xiaotong will never stop. Women are so wayward and jealous.

"Can't I come here if it's ok? If I don't come here tonight, you'll probably put her in? " Yang Xiaotong gave Zhao Jianfeng a white look.

"Is it that easy? Don't be paranoid, OK? They just come to have a look, as if your fiance is some kind of treasure. " In order to appease Yang Xiaotong, Zhao Jianfeng had to sit beside Yang Xiaotong and hold her fragrant back.

"Why, you call me a fool? Did you find a fool or something? " Yang Xiaotong said, "do you think she is more noble than me? You're not good enough for her, only for me? "

"Ha ha, you women, you really can't help it. Can you say something serious?" Zhao Jianfeng had no choice but to force a hand into her arms to divert her attention.

But Yang Xiaotong is blocked Zhao Jianfeng's salty pig hand, a bit serious way: "do you want me to retreat first, let her have a try with you first?"

"How can she be good? I don't want to. If I let go, won't you be robbed immediately? You think I'm stupid? "

Zhao Jianfeng's words are in Yang Xiaotong's heart: "you know the goods!" She just let go of Zhao Jianfeng's hand and let him directly grasp her steamed bread. That hard grip, immediately let Yang Xiaotong just all complaints and resentment into nothing.

"To be honest, did you catch her like that just now?" Yang Xiaotong turns over and hangs on Zhao Jianfeng's neck, and interrogates Zhao Jianfeng.

"Yes, she's not as big as yours." When Zhao Jianfeng saw that Yang Xiaotong still didn't let go of this problem, he simply pretended to admit it.

"Well, you bastard!" With that, Yang Xiaotong got up and grabbed Zhao Jianfeng's neck.

At first, Zhao Jianfeng was still struggling, but his body suddenly softened, and he collapsed on the sofa. This scared Yang Xiaotong.

She patted Zhao Jianfeng's face: "don't pretend to scare me!"

No matter what she did, Zhao Jianfeng didn't respond. He was as soft as noodles.

"Zhao Jianfeng, is it true or not?" This time, Yang Xiaotong was really scared. She quickly stretched out her long nails to pinch Zhao Jianfeng.

That place really works for people who are in a coma, but for a normal person who is sober, it can kill him. Zhao Jianfeng wants to pretend for a while, but he can't hold Yang Xiaotong's forceful pinching. If you don't make any more noise, you will be pinched by this girl.

"You want to strangle me?" Zhao Jianfeng had no choice but to push Yang Xiaotong's fingers away. Women don't look boring, but they still work hard to pinch people with their thumbs.

"Who told you to play dead and scare me?"

At this time, there were tears in Yang Xiaotong's eyes. It can be seen that she was really scared just now.

"Then you can't choke to death? Ouch, is it killing me? Do you see if it's bleeding? " Zhao Jianfeng stretched his head over to let Yang Xiaotong see. Yang Xiaotong saw that there was a deep nail print, and there was blood.

"It's broken. It's bleeding." Yang Xiaotong doesn't have a good way.

"You broke my face?"

With that, Zhao Jianfeng arched Yang Xiaotong, directly lifted her coat, put her head into her arms, and began to eat.

"Ah - you villain!" Yang Xiaotong has no place to hide any more. She can only let Zhao Jianfeng do something in her arms.

Just when Zhao Jianfeng and Yang Xiaotong are chatting on the sofa, Jiang Jie is in Wang Yicheng's room, but is forced to call Zhao Jianfeng.

"Is it all right to be so late?" Jiang Jie is in a bit of a dilemma. After all, in front of Wang Yicheng. Moreover, Jiang Jie doesn't want Wang Yicheng to hear her talking with Zhao Jianfeng.

"What's wrong with that? Isn't that just right? " Wang Yicheng lay there naked and turned over the number on Jiang Jie's mobile phone.

Jiang Jie had no choice but to dial Zhao Jianfeng's number.

"Isn't it Nie Rongrong who is looking for you again? Did she estimate that I was back in my room? " The mobile phone rang for a long time, and Yang Xiaotong stopped and asked Zhao Jianfeng with emotion.

"No?" Zhao jianfengxin said that if this is really a call from Nie Rongrong, she is really deliberately making trouble.

Isn't it obvious that it's going to create a misunderstanding between him and Yang Xiaotong?

When I got out of bed and picked up my mobile phone, it turned out to be Jiang Jie's.

Now Zhao Jianfeng hesitated. Is he going to take it or not?