Sweet Wife, be Good!

He just wanted to know what Xiao Yao was doing now.

Have you had dinner yet? Are you looking up at the same sky with him?

Obviously, he was completely absent-minded and did not put his mind here at all.

Fu Meirou was tasting the red wine alone, slicing steaks, and looking at Lan Feng with a sharp gaze.

Lan Feng personally opened a bottle of wine in front of him, poured himself and drank it, remained silent, and did not eat a bite.

The night is so good, the atmosphere in the room is strong...

A gust of wind blew out the candlelight on the dining table. The room was dark, only the faint brilliance of the moonlight fell in front of the window.

Fu Meirou stretched out her hand, put her on Lan Feng's shoulder, and lowered her head to kiss him.

It seems that the more unavailable things, the more worrying.

It is precisely in response to the sentence "The unavailable are in a commotion, the favored have no fear".

There was an ambiguous voice in the room.

At this moment, Lan Feng had already walked out of the room, and the man who stayed in the room with Fu Meirou was just a stand-in who looked a lot like Lan Feng.

He knew that this time on Fu Meirou's side, if she didn't behave submissively enough, it would be difficult to find out from her how much of those videos were backed up, and it would be difficult to know which originals she kept.

Thinking of someone in the company, he could get a Chen Rou for him, imitating Fu Meirou's look and demeanor, so vividly, how could he find a Lan Feng to come over and become his stand-in at a critical moment?

In the wine and the air just now, he also moved a little bit. Even if Fu Meirou was vigilant, it was impossible to guard this time.

...

The next day, Fu Meirou woke up.

Lan Feng had put on his clothes and sat aside, and there seemed to be some eye-catching marks on his neck.

She was secretly proud in her heart: "His feelings for me for more than ten years can't escape all of this."

While picking up her pajamas, she walked towards Lan Feng, and stretched out her fingers to rub his hair: "Is this going to stay for a long time?"

"Rourou, give me some time, it's impossible for my feelings to come back to a place so quickly." Lan Feng's voice seemed a little guilty.

"Of course, you can rest assured, after you stay, I will never hurt Xiao Yao again." Fu Meirou smiled and approached him.

Xiao Yao was nothing in her heart, and she was even too lazy to touch her. After all, the only fight between her and Xiao Yao was nothing but Lan Feng.

What does Xiao Yao count as if Lan Feng has been kept?

Lan Feng behaved in this way, in her opinion, he could be called Zheng. Behind his seemingly affectionate surface, there is true affection.

If he dumped Xiao Yao casually, she would question the authenticity of his actions.

Lan Feng stood up and hugged her: "Those videos, can you give them to me first?"

Fu Meirou smiled: "Some of them are still in the safe of the bank and can't be obtained for a while. Don't worry, I will return it to you. What's wrong, don't you believe me at this time?"

"Of course I believe you." Lan Feng's voice regained the pleasing taste of every place when he got along with her.

However, the bottom of my heart is cold.

How could you believe that such a feminine woman?

Lan Feng reduced the phone calls with Xiao Yao and WeChat to convince Fu Meirou that his heart really came back.

...

Thinking that Lan Feng was busy, Xiao Yao didn't care too much about his not answering the phone and not answering WeChat.