Can't help but be moved

Chapter 220 Entering Her Room
Under the luxuriant and gorgeous trees, the colorful lights reflected on the little girl's delicate and flawless face.

She lowered her head, her little frustrated expression was fully seen by Feng Wang.

Feng Wang's heart was soft, and he couldn't help but raised his hand to rub the little girl's fluffy hair.

"No, I taught you, you will definitely learn it."

Jian Nian never liked Feng Wang rubbing her head like this, because it felt like rua a dog's head.

But this time she didn't notice that Feng Wang was rubbing her head at all, all her attention was attracted by Feng Wang's "I'll teach you".

The little girl's eyes shone with unbelievable and expectant light, shining brightly, like stars falling into them.

Feng Wan nodded tenderly and dotingly: "Well, I'll teach you."

Jian Nian's melancholy and depressed mood suddenly became excited.

"This is the best Christmas present I've ever received!"

As soon as she said that, the little girl grabbed Feng Wang's wrist and walked away, her steps were so eager that she was about to run.

Feng Wan followed her, looking down at the little girl's hand holding his wrist, with a smile in his eyes.

She just promised to teach her guitar, is she so happy?

"Slow down, I've booked the hall, so I can watch a movie no matter how late I go."

The excited little girl who was walking in front of him looked back at him: "Who said I'm going to the movies."

"Didn't you just agree to go to the movies?"

The little girl's eyebrows were curved, and there was a strange spirit on her pretty face: "That was just now, now I just want to 'unwrap' the present!"

Hearing this, Feng Fan was slightly stunned.

Before he could ask, Jian Nian said again: "Let's go to my house now."

She has a guitar at home, and her parents and brothers are all in Ningcheng at the moment, and even the aunt has gone back to her home for the annual leave. It is great to learn guitar in such a quiet environment without worrying about being disturbed.

Feng Hua will not object to what Jian Nian decides.

The two drove to Jian's villa. Jian Nian took out the key card from her bag and swiped it, and the door was locked.

There are regular cleanings here, so even if they haven't been home for many days, the courtyard is still very clean.

Walking through the front yard covered with thin layers of snow, and walking to the door of the villa, Jian Nian pressed her fingerprint to unlock it, and the door opened with a click.

Jian Nian walked in first and turned on the light.

When she turned around, she saw Feng Huang was still standing at the door, so she went back and pulled him in.

"It's not the first time here, what are you doing, are you embarrassed?"

The little girl approached him on purpose, blinking her eyes and teasing him.

Feng Wan shook his head, looked at the little girl's teasing expression, and said with a leisurely smile: "I just think that this kind of behavior of sneaking in while the woman's family is not at home is very similar to a scene in a movie."

Jian Nian asked curiously: "What plot?"

With a wicked smile in his eyes, the old man only mouthed two words: stealing and love.

Although he didn't say a word, Jian Nian still recognized his mouth shape.

The little girl was immediately annoyed, and glared at him: "May I trouble this old uncle to pay attention to your image?"

Feng Wang looked innocent: "What's wrong with me?"

Jian Nian: "...You! Humph, forget it, I won't tell you anymore, learning the guitar is more important."

It's getting late now, and she can only study for an hour at most before she has to set off to return to Ningcheng. Time is so tight, she shouldn't waste it in arguing with Feng Huang.

"The first room on the second floor is my room. The guitar is leaning against my desk. Feng Wang, please help me take the guitar down."

As for herself, she had to boil a kettle of hot water.

I just came in from the outside, I was covered with wind and cold, my hands and feet were cold, how could I learn guitar without drinking some hot water to warm my body.

Fingers are too cold and inflexible, making it inconvenient to pluck the strings.

It's like your fingers are stiff from the cold and you can't write with a pen.

Feng Wang didn't move immediately, his expression became extremely serious, and his tone reminded her somewhat solemnly: "Little Jian Nian, that is your room, one of your most private places. Are you really willing to let me Go in, and go in alone."

If Feng Wang didn't mention it, Jian Nian almost forgot that the room is a private space for one person.

The main reason is that her stinky brother would come into her room every now and then to have a "friendly" exchange with her, so that she was completely unconscious of it.

"Why don't you want to, you are not someone else, you are my boyfriend."

Jian Nian really doesn't mind at all.

She is willing to share everything about her with Feng Wang.

"Besides, is there anything else you can do to my room?"

As Jian Nian said, she simply stretched out her hands against Feng Huang's back, and pushed him towards the stairs.

"Hurry up, I have to boil a pot of hot water quickly."

After getting Jian Nian's affirmative answer, Feng Wang went upstairs.

Pushing open the door of the little girl's room and turning on the light, he suddenly felt a little afraid to go in.

Jian Nian's room is decorated very warmly, but he is cold like a destroyer.

But in the end he stepped into this territory that belonged exclusively to girls.

Ever since entering this room, Feng Lu's nose has been lingering with a faint, seemingly non-existent fragrance.

This is the breath of Jane Nian.

Feng Wang saw the navy blue guitar leaning against the desk from the moment he came in, but he didn't take it immediately, but walked to the window instead.

The curtains were drawn up, and with a slight flick of his long fingers, he opened a corner of the curtains.

From here, you can have a panoramic view of the entire vestibule.

Feng Wan couldn't help thinking of the time before, when Jian Yan sent him out, the little girl seemed to be standing here secretly looking at him.

Feng Wang suddenly wanted to know when Jian Nian had feelings for him.

At that time, she obviously hated contact with him so much and tried her best to avoid him, but why did she watch him secretly.

Feng Wangxiang didn't understand.

It's rare for someone as smart as him to have things he can't figure out.

Putting away his thoughts, Feng Wan put down the curtains and walked to the desk, reached out and picked up the navy blue guitar.

Although Jian Nian hadn't touched this guitar for a long time, because the aunt would wipe it every time she came to clean, so there wasn't much dust on it.

Feng Wang picked up the guitar and was about to go out, when he turned around, he glanced at the bookshelf next to him from the corner of his eye.

He saw that there seemed to be something caught in the pages of one of the thicker books.

Probably because there are a lot of things in the folder, so a corner of the things in the folder leaked out of the page.

Feng Wan hesitated for a while, then slowly raised his hand and took out the book.

Things like this purposely inserted in the pages of the book are usually secrets that are hidden and do not want others to see.

He didn't intend to peek into Jian Nian's privacy.

He just wanted to help Jian Nian put things back in place.

However, the moment the book was opened in his hand, all the things contained in it fell out and fluttered to the ground.

Feng Wang didn't expect this to happen, so he quickly put down the guitar and the book, and bent down to pick up the things that fell on the ground.

(End of this chapter)