Can't help but be moved

Chapter 114 You are so nice, I can't help but be moved

The man looked at her with complex and dark eyes.

After a while, he got up and let go of the little girl trapped under him.

Jian Nian, who was freed, immediately got up from Feng Huang's bed, and stood awkwardly beside his bed, arranging her messy hair.

And the old man who had pressed her under him just now sat back on the head of the bed as if nothing had happened.

Seeing him like this, Jian Nian knew that he was awake.

For a while, neither of them spoke, and the room was filled with a suffocating sense of depression.

Just when Jian Nian was thinking about whether to leave, the man on the bed finally spoke.

"Really, are you just here to deliver a scarf?"

When the man said this, he raised his jaw slightly, and locked his eyes firmly on her, as if he wanted to see through her.

Jian Nian didn't dare to look into his eyes, she lowered her eyes and responded in a low voice: "Well, I'm here to deliver the scarf."

As soon as these words came out, Jian Nian heard a low sigh.

The man said softly: "Xiao Jiannian, didn't you hear that I was sick and came to see me specially?"

Jian Nian suddenly raised her head to deny it, but when she raised her head, her flustered eyes fell into a pair of deep and gentle eyes.

I saw the man gently moving towards the side of the bed, then stretched out his hand, and grasped Jian Nian's tender hand with his hot palm.

At that moment, Jian Nian's heart skipped a beat, and her skin seemed to be scalded.

She subconsciously wanted to break free, but she couldn't bear it.

Of course, there are more questions in my heart.

Why did Feng Xuan say those words to her, why did Feng Xuan hold her hand like this.

He likes her too, doesn't he?
Jian Nian was still timid, with many questions in her heart, but she didn't dare to ask any of them.

Eight years is too long, and her courage has been worn away in these countless days and nights.

"Jane Nian, didn't you really come to see me?"

The man's voice was hoarse and low-mellow, as if he was deliberately luring Jian Nian to go in the direction he expected.

When he asked, the pad of his thumb gently stroked her soft palm.

Jian Nian seemed to have drunk a glass of mellow spirits, and her mind was intoxicated.

"……Yes."

The little girl bit her lip and nodded slightly.

A certain old man hooked his lips almost invisibly.

Then he asked again: "Is the kiss that day really meaningless? Do you really want to forget it?"

Hearing him mention that kiss, Jian Nian didn't know whether she was shy or nervous, and the tips of her ears suddenly turned red.

"me……"

Jian Nian couldn't speak.

It was her first kiss, how could it be meaningless.

She wasn't sure what Feng Wang was thinking, what if her answer troubled Feng Wang, what would she do if she ignored her from now on.

Two days ago, she suddenly lost contact with him, and she still deeply remembers the heartache of loss.

Feng Luan's thumb pad rubbed against the soft flesh of her palm again and again.

Jian Nian only felt the itch in her palm extending all the way down her arm to the deepest part of her heart.

A part of her heart that had been suppressed began to loosen uncontrollably.

Feng Xuan stared at her with burning eyes, and said every word with great solemnity: "Jian Nian, that kiss is very important to me."

Jian Nian slightly widened her eyes in surprise, and looked at him in a daze.

Feng Wang's words... what do you mean?
Feng Wang took her hand directly, and gently brought her to sit beside him.

The man's hot palms gently held Jian Nian's face, as if he was holding something very precious to him.

He stared into Jian Nian's ignorant eyes: "Jian Nian, the kiss that night was not a whim, but the atmosphere."

Jian Nian's brain had stopped thinking, and she asked dully, "What is that?"

"It's like, it's love."

Jian Nian still blinked blankly, but her heartbeat was unconsciously out of order.

Feng Lu looked at the dull little girl, his eyes filled with fiery affection.

How to look silly.

Such a cute little girl, it must be sweet to take a bite.

Feng Huang's thin lips parted slightly, and he said slowly: "Jian Nian, I'm in love with you."

These words seem to have dropped a bomb in Jian Nian's mind.

With a bang, the bomb exploded in her brain.

Then bunches of gorgeous sparks flashed in her mind.

"Jane Nian, I'm in love with you."

"Jane Nian, I'm in love with you."

"Jane Nian, I'm in love with you."

……

This sentence was like being enchanted by someone, and it kept echoing in her mind repeatedly.

Jian Nian was stunned, she completely forgot what year Jinxi was, what she should do and say now.

The man held her face in both hands, and gently pressed Jian Nian's fair and clean forehead with his hot forehead.

Feng Wang whispered slowly: "Jian Nian, I don't want to forget that kiss. I want to be with you."

With such a close distance of Chi Chi, their breaths were intimately intertwined.

Jian Nian finally recovered from the shock.

Her heart was beating violently, almost stronger than the beating of a drum.

She suppressed the great joy and inexplicable sense of grievance in her heart, maintained a calm face, and asked Feng Lu softly: "You, like me? I'm Jian Nian..."

Did Feng Wang have a fever and became confused?

"That's right, it's you, Jian Nian!" Feng Wang said with a hoarse voice and a firm tone, "Jian Nian, I probably liked you from the moment I saw you at the airport."

Jian Nian's shallow brown pupils enlarged unconsciously.

She seemed to have heard something out of the Arabian Nights, staring in disbelief at Feng Wang's handsome face that seemed to have been carefully carved by God.

"I……"

Jian Nian finally regained her thoughts and wanted to say something.

However, before he could speak, Feng Huang suddenly let go of her face, wrapped his strong arms around her slender and soft waist, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

Jian Nian put her chin against the man's broad shoulders, and heard him say: "You are so nice, I can't help being moved."

Jian Nian was speechless, her eyes were sore.

Feng Wang fell in love with her.

Things that were unimaginable for eight years have now come true. Logically speaking, she should be happy.

But compared to this, she felt more uneasy and wronged.

Does he like her sincerely, or just on a whim?
He had so many girlfriends before, did he like them all?

and also……

"Woooo..."

Jian Nian's nose twitched, and she suddenly burst into tears uncontrollably.

The tears seemed to burst a dam, and big drops fell out.

Hearing the little girl crying, Feng Huang panicked for no reason, and immediately let her go.

Caressing the little girl's white and tender face with both hands, gently wiping her tears with the pads of his thumbs, Feng Fan asked softly: "What's the matter, why did you suddenly cry... What did I do wrong, let little Jane Are you not happy? Or, what I said scared you?"

Jian Nian didn't speak, just kept crying.

Feng Wang, who had always been calm and steady, completely panicked, not knowing what to do, he could only coax her gently and patiently over and over again.

"Jian Nian, please stop crying. If I say something wrong and make you sad or unhappy, I apologize to you.

You can do whatever you want with me, just don't cry, okay..."

(End of this chapter)