Prosperous Warm Marriage

Chapter 117 The Naughty Warmth

The streets are bustling with people coming and going, warmth follows the flow of people, at this moment, her mind is full of Feng Zhaoyang who has been neglected by her for several days.

When she is busy, she concentrates on her work and doesn't think about other things, but once she is free, she can't help but miss it.

"Are you busy?"

With a thought, Wen Nuan took out her cell phone and dialed Feng Zhaoyang's cell phone number without hesitation.

"Don't you have to go to work today?" Feng Zhaoyang asked coldly without answering the warm question.

Sure enough, he still minded.

A few days ago, she was very busy, running news in the morning, and working in Qiaojiang Mountain in the afternoon and evening, so Feng Zhaoyang asked her to eat, but was rejected, so they haven't seen each other for several days.

"I was fired." Wen Nuan spoke in a low voice, sounding a little lost.

"where are you now?"

Hearing this, Nuan Nuan smiled, with a sly gleam in his eyes, "I just walked to the bus station next to Lishui Square, how about I go to find you? I still owe you a meal. I just received my salary, and I will pay you in the evening." Can you make it up?"

"Find a place to sit, and I'll pick you up."

"No, you haven't got off work yet." Wen Nuan said, "I'll take the bus by myself, and it will take about half an hour."

After hanging up the phone, Nuannuan waited for a while and got on the bus. Three or ten minutes later, she walked into Xia Ze's coffee shop.

"Sister, are you here to see Brother Feng?"

Xia Ze changed into a new hairstyle and became more and more handsome. He smiled warmly and said frankly, "Well, I'll wait for him to get off work."

Jingle Bell……

As soon as the voice fell, the phone rang, it was Feng Zhaoyang calling.

"arrive?"

"Here we are, here at Xia Ze." Nuan Nuan replied.

"Come up."

"Oh."

The hand holding the phone slowly fell, and as soon as he raised his eyes, Nuan Nuan met Xia Ze's eyes shining with a smile, "Sister, shouldn't it be time to treat you to dinner?"

"What do you want to eat?" Nuan Nuan asked with a smile.

"Whatever, as long as you and Brother Feng treat you."

"Okay, let's do it tonight." It happened that she came to find Feng Zhaoyang for dinner, and there were so many people.

But, warm and straightforward, Xia Ze was in a dilemma, "Just the three of us?"

"Yeah." Wen Nuan nodded.

"Forget it, I don't want to be a light bulb."

Hearing this, Nuan Nuan didn't take it seriously, "We are all friends, together..."

"Sister, I suddenly remembered that I haven't finished my manuscript yet, so it's time to eat next time."

As far as he knew, Brother Feng hadn't been in a good mood for the past few days. If he wanted to hit the gun, it would be bad luck!

"Okay, next time ask everyone else."

Wen Nuan realized that Xia Ze had always respected and feared Feng Zhaoyang, so he didn't force it.

*
Opposite Fengchi office.

Walking to the door of Feng Zhaoyang's office, Wen Nuan stopped in his tracks, like a gecko, his body clinging to the wall, then poked his head out, carefully looking inside.

At this moment, Feng Zhaoyang was working, holding the mouse with his right hand, staring at the computer screen with his eyes focused.

Sure enough, I'm still busy.

The man behind the desk with his warm face pressed against the door frame and his eyes staring straight at him couldn't help but be attracted by his handsome appearance, and he didn't look away for a long time, fascinated by it.

"How long are you going to stand outside?"

what? !

The man didn't turn his face to look at the door, his eyes were still fixed on the computer screen, but what he said was not talking to himself, but to Wen Nuan!
When did he find her?
Nuan frowned, walked inside, and immediately put on a smiling face, looked at Feng Zhaoyang and said, "Keep busy, I'll sit and wait."

"Remember me?" Feng Zhaoyang was suffocating after being left out in the cold by her for a few days, and now he looked at the warm eyes with gloomy eyes, exuding a little dissatisfaction.

"Of course. Otherwise, how could it be possible to appear in front of you now." Nuan Nuan smiled dryly.

"come over."

Feng Zhaoyang looked at Wen Nuan, and moved towards the coffee table step by step, "My foot hurts, can I sit down and talk?"

(End of this chapter)