Hidden Marriage 100 Points: Actor Husband, Deep Routine

Chapter 221 You Are Not Angry, You Are Jealous
"Sorry, the phone you dialed has been switched off..."

Feng Beichen hung up the phone, his eyes darkened.

The housekeeper hesitated to speak, and was worried that Feng Beichen would be upset if he spoke, so he stood silently by the side.

After a few minutes, Feng Beichen got up and walked towards the door.

The butler just followed, "Sir... are you going out?"

……

Gu Nianxing hasn't taken a taxi for a long time.

I took out my phone to check what time it was, but the phone ran out of battery at some point.

It's so late after going around most of City A.

Arriving at Chenhai Manor, as soon as he got out of the car, he saw the lights of the black Porsche that Feng Beichen often drove turned on.

Did he just come back?

She walked slowly towards the car, and just as she got to the car, the door suddenly opened. Before she could react, she was dragged into the car.

"Well……"

The sound of exclamation was swallowed.

She pushed and tried to break free, but was pinned down on the seat in the car.

For some unknown reason, this kiss carried unprecedented sadness, as if some desperate emotion was conveyed to the air around her along this kiss.

She subconsciously wanted to break away...

"Don't reject me."

His voice was undeniably powerful.

"Don't do this...you will be seen..."

She didn't understand why he became so impatient.

He shouldn't be like this.

He is able to deal with everything calmly, and will not let people see any panicked side of him.

At this time, what is he doing for...

What is the reason for the desolation that makes people feel inexplicably heavy?
Perhaps it was Gu Nianxing's words that people would see that it worked. He stopped and remained silent for a few minutes. She was hugged by him and got out of the car. A gust of night wind blew outside the car, making her subconsciously fall into his arms. Shrunk.

Feng Beichen just hugged her all the way from the parking lot to the villa. After entering the door, he still didn't intend to let her go.

"you……"

Before she finished speaking, seeing him leaning towards her, she was so frightened that she stretched out her hand to cover her mouth, for fear that he would kiss her as selflessly as before.

"Scared?"

See the panic on her face.

"No."

She didn't want to be useless at this time.

From the time she agreed to his marriage, she knew that this day would not escape after all.

Even if they are married under other names, she still knows about the obligations of husband and wife.

Even if Feng Beichen and her don't love each other, they can still pretend to be a harmonious couple.

"Before we begin, I have a few things I want to ask you."

While speaking, she reached out to pull the blanket and tried to cover her body, but he grabbed her wrist, "Are you cold?"

"...No, I'm just not used to it..."

"Then get used to it now, between husband and wife, candid meetings will be frequent in the future."

His affirmative tone made her suddenly feel like she was on a pirate ship by mistake.

Avoiding his fiery gaze, she pretended to be calm and said, "Answer my question first."

Sure enough, Feng Beichen didn't interrupt, and lay down beside her, his gaze quietly falling on the ceiling.

"You ask."

"On the phone last night, I said I disagreed, and you agreed to me, but why did you go back on your word later?"

Asking this question, she suddenly felt a little weird, so she hurriedly changed her words: "Forget it, this question is not important, you should answer my next question."

"If I hadn't returned to City A, would you... Monk Jinxin still get married?"

Sensing that her thoughts were somewhat complicated, Feng Beichen looked away from the ceiling, turned sideways to look at her, and her eyes looked at him in a daze.

Staring into her eyes, his voice sounded definitely: "Yes."

For a moment, Gu Nianxing felt his brain buzzing as if something had bombed him.

It took several seconds before he regained his composure.

The complicated thoughts roiling in her heart, even she herself couldn't figure out what it was.

"Okay, I get it now."

Seeing that her gaze was a little dodgy, Feng Beichen stretched out his hand to lift her chin, and straightened her face so that her eyes could only see him.

"What do you know? Huh?"

"It was me who beat the mandarin ducks with a club and broke your monk Jinxin..."

"Oh, so how do you decide to compensate?"

"..." I didn't expect Feng Beichen to ask her back like this, Gu Nianxing felt a little annoyed, "It's your own fault!"

"Well, it is indeed your own fault."

Feng Beichen echoed her words, nodded, stretched out his hand and stroked her back lightly, comforting her, "Are there any other questions?"

"No."

Gu Nianxing frowned, shrank back and wanted to distance himself from him, but she took a step back, and he stepped in an inch. After a while, she was halfway on the edge of the bed.

"You, can you stop squeezing me..."

He is sick with such a wide bed, so he must squeeze her.

"What are you hiding, and you still say you are not afraid?"

Jokingly taking her flustered look into his eyes, Feng Beichen reached out and pulled half of her body into his arms with ease.

Gu Nianxing opened his mouth dissatisfied and bit his arm, Feng Beichen laughed softly, "Did you relieve your anger?"

"...When did I get angry?" Gu Nianxing gave him a blank look, why did he feel that the atmosphere was a little weird.

The smile on the corners of Feng Beichen's lips became a bit thicker, "Well, you're not angry, you're just jealous."

(End of this chapter)