After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Chapter 220 Fake wine
When night falls, the whole room is enveloped in darkness.

When the neon lights from other buildings outside the window shone through the curtains into the presidential suite, they were already very soft, soft enough to only make out the blurry outline of a person.

Feng Yining was asleep when he suddenly lifted the quilt and turned over.

It's obviously still spring, so why does it get hotter the more I sleep?

Feng Yining felt like he was walking in a desert that was too hot to move under his feet. The sky was filled with yellow sand all around, the sun was high in the sky, and his throat was extremely dry.

what happened?Why is it so hot?
She unzipped the side of her skirt, trying to let the cool breeze relieve the hot temperature.

But to no avail.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, he seemed to touch something cool, which undulated slightly. Feng Yining couldn't wait to stick to it.

"Xiao Ning...Xiao Ning..."

"Who...who is calling me..."

Feng Yining looked around, but saw no one. The surroundings were still lifeless desert.

She closed her eyes again and shook her head vigorously. When she opened her eyes, they had changed places.

"This is... where?"

Feng Yining squinted his eyes and turned to look to the side. It turned out that he was in a strange room.

"Xiao Ning, wake up."

Songzi endured the discomfort and patted Feng Yining's face twice.

Both of their faces were red from drinking.

"Pine, pine nuts..."

Feng Yining suddenly smiled.

"You...came into my dream."

Songzi was not very conscious either, but he was trying his best to stay rational.

He didn't even know why Feng Yining appeared in his room, and why the two of them were lying on the same bed.

Feng Yining reached out and pinched Songzi's red and hot face, and suddenly smiled.

"Xiao Wu is right. If you miss it, you may never have it again. But Songzi, will you always like me?"

Songzi was stunned.

"You asked me...what?"

"Will you... always like... like me?"

Feng Yining closed his eyes, but his hands were still on Songzi's face.

It's not hot anymore. It's not hot suddenly. This face is so warm.

Songzi seemed to have won the lottery and didn't react for a long time. It wasn't until Feng Yining asked him again that he opened his mouth mechanically.

"of course."

Feng Yining stopped talking and reached out again to find a button on his clothes that he could undo a little.

Song Zi was frightened by Feng Yining and sobered up a lot, but when she saw Feng Yining lying next to him and showing no resistance to him, he still lost his mind.

"Yezi, Xiaoning, I know, you don't have any feelings for me at all, right? You also like me, right?"

He reached out and hugged Feng Yining, tears streaming from his eyes and falling on Feng Yining's face.

Feng Yining slowly opened his eyes, and after seeing the person in front of him clearly, he stretched out his hands to hold Songzi's face and kissed her silently.

Songzi's eyes suddenly widened, but his eyes were not focused. He put his hands on the bed, as if he was being stared at.

Feng Yining actually took the initiative to kiss him, kissed him...

The next second, Songzi finally couldn't bear it anymore, turned from passive to active, and kissed Feng Yining's lips back fiercely.

This night, it was like a long-dry desert suddenly encountered a storm.

Neither of the two people were talking, only the clothes kept rolling off the bed, then the quilt, the pillow, and finally, the two people also rolled off the bed.

Songzi kissed every part of Feng Yining's body in the dark, and Feng Yining fully cooperated.

"Xiao Ning, you like me, don't you?"

The tip of Songzi's nose touched Feng Yining's neck, and his breath gently touched her fair and tender skin with dark red hickeys.

In the darkness, Feng Yining only felt that he was lying in soft clouds, surrounded by slender faces, and behind him was a warm chest. "I like it, I like it..."

She answered with her eyes closed.

Songzi stood up immediately, carried him back to the bed, picked up the quilt and wrapped himself and Feng Yining.

After sleeping until dawn, Feng Yining woke up first.

Before he opened his eyes, Feng Yining felt waves of dull pain coming from his head, and every part of his hands, feet, neck and waist was tired.

Even if I moved my fingers a little, I felt too tired.

She wanted to turn over uncomfortably, but as soon as she moved her body, she realized something was wrong.

She opened her eyes suddenly, and what fell into her eyes was a tight and broad chest.

At that moment, Feng Yining almost froze in place. She sat up suddenly, only to find that she was naked.

It seemed that his hands no longer obeyed him, but Feng Yining still pulled the quilt and wrapped himself tightly.

The quilt that was originally covering the person was snatched away, and now he was lying on his side on the bed like a newborn baby.

Feng Yining didn't even dare to look at it. She just kicked the person next to her through the quilt.

Songzi woke up slowly, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a white lump next to him, which was still moving.

"what!"

He didn't notice anything. He jumped up and got out of bed. He stood by the bed and looked at the white, moving quilt.

Feng Yining felt that the people around him had distanced themselves, and finally raised his head and looked in the direction of Song Zi.

But as soon as she exposed her eyes, she quickly retracted them.

"Ah! Songzi, are you sick? Why are you standing like this!"

Songzi finally came back to his senses when he heard Feng Yining's voice. He looked down at his Tandantan brother, reacted instantly, and immediately knelt on the ground to look for his boxers.

A minute later, Songzi finally patted Feng Yining's quilt.

"That, Xiao Ning, I..."

He really couldn't remember how he ended up in the same bed as Feng Yining. Now he had a mouth but didn't know how to speak.

Suddenly, a pillow flew out from under the quilt, causing Songzi to take two steps back.

"Get out!"

Feng Yining yelled from the quilt.

Only then did Songzi realize what he was doing. He quickly turned around and ran out of the house. He quickly closed the door of the presidential suite bedroom in his boxers.

Feng Yining heard the sound of the door closing and slowly emerged from the quilt.

What did they do last night!
Looking at the clothes on the floor, my own skirt.

There were some similar feelings in his body, and Feng Yining lay stupid on the bed.

What have you done?Everything is done!
how so?Yesterday she obviously only drank the fake wine that was supposed to be given to Duan Xiaowu and Chang Rong... fake wine!
Feng Yining immediately picked up the mobile phone on the bedside.

There were eight messages on her phone, three of which were from her parents and brother asking her to go home as soon as she woke up.

The other five messages were all sent by Duan Xiaowu, and the latest one was from around nine o'clock last night.

How could Duan Xiaowu and Chang Rong still be awake at that time?And myself...

Feng Yining took a breath of air.

It turns out that it was she and Songzi who drank the real and fake wine, and it was Chang Rong and Duan Xiaowu who drank the fake wine.

This feeling of shooting oneself in the foot is simply worse than stabbing oneself with a sword.

Feng Yining fell on the bed, wrapped himself in a quilt and regretted it for half an hour.

Matsuko was pacing back and forth anxiously in her boxers outside the bedroom door.

What to do, what to do... If Feng Yining hates him because of this matter, will he never have a chance?How can you still get drunk after drinking fake wine?Could it be that what he drank was real wine?

He wanted to knock on the door, but Songzi didn't dare. In the end, he could only wait outside the bedroom door and wander around.

Just when he, Feng Yining, would never forgive him again, the bedroom door opened.

(End of this chapter)