The rich and the cold play love: the stupid maid

Chapter 40 I'm Not a Wild Child 4
Unexpectedly, when he heard someone calling himself, he saw him in a haze.

At first I thought it was a dream, but unexpectedly it actually happened. Why is it such a coincidence that he appeared in front of me as soon as something happened to me?
When did she become so dependent on him?
"Okay, Qianqian, I'm afraid you're exhausted too, so take a good rest after eating, I'll go to work first."

"Oh..." She replied stupidly.

After seeing Wang Ma leaving, she went back to her bed, got on the bed, slept for a night, and felt much better.

It's just that she's starving now, and she needs to replenish her energy, so she ate voraciously regardless of her image.

After eating, An Qianqian was a little worried about Feng Zhanyi, so she ran to his bedroom secretly.

Because the door was ajar, it just gave her a chance to sneak in.

She walked in step by step, lying on his bedside, observing him carefully.

After shaking her hands twice to make sure that he was asleep, she felt relieved.

Feng Zhanyi sleeps like a cute child.

His breathing was slow and rhythmic, which gave An Qianqian an inexplicable sense of security.

She gently stretched her hand to his forehead, worrying whether he caught a cold because of taking care of herself last night.

After confirming that it was all right, she planned to leave with peace of mind.

Unexpectedly, when she just got up, she was grabbed by his warm big hands and fell into his arms, which made her a little unprepared. She saw his closed eyes slightly opened, but they did not open, and his voice spoke softly to her. said:

"Sleep with me for a while."

This time, she listened to his words in a strange way, and lay there obediently. He turned over and laid his head on her body. After a while, the breathing rhythm from his deep sleep sounded again.

In a villa of retro architecture, a woman in a casual loose dress wears sunglasses and basks in the sun comfortably under a large umbrella in the garden.

Hearing the gradually clear footsteps in the distance, she looked into the distance, and then took off her sunglasses.

A face painted with exquisite makeup appeared, and he smiled happily and looked at the tall man blocking the sun in front of him and said:
"You're finally here, hurry up and bask in the sun with me, how about we go out and watch a movie together later?"

"Long time no see." Feng Zhanyi sat down on the rocking chair beside him with a cold expression, ignoring her question.

Pei Qinghong's eyes flashed a bit disappointed and even looked at him sadly like a bitter woman and said: "It should be said that you are finally willing to see me."

"If I'm not wrong about An Qianqian, you must have arranged for someone to do it." He glanced at her sideways and played with the glass on the table.

"An Qianqian? Are you talking about the dancer at the bar?" She only felt that the name was familiar, and she understood it after he asked: "If you came to Xingshi today to inquire about crimes, then I refuse to answer."

"Who told you that she was a dancer?" He stretched out a long arm, and squeezed her chin tightly with his hand: "She is my woman!"

"Let go, Feng Zhanyi, you hurt me!"

Pei Qinghong only felt pain in her face, and looked at the handsome man in front of her with a distorted expression.

"Okay, so what if I admit that I did it, the kind of thing you know in a bar...

(End of this chapter)