After the reunion, the big boss eyed her cub

"..."

He seemed to have dug a hole for himself.

Feng Jiuci cleared his throat and tried to make up for it, "You don't have to be so pessimistic. In fact, there are still many good men, such as me..."

Angie looked over immediately.

"You?" The corner of An Qi's mouth twitched, "Ninth Brother, can we have a clear understanding of ourselves? You are a good person, there is nothing wrong with that, you are very competent as a friend, but a good man...forget it Right. The most notable characteristic of a good man is responsibility, which is the quality you most lack."

"..."

Feng Jiuci's heart was tied into a hornet's nest.

He regrets it.

Why did you want to date someone online in front of An Qi?

All right.

She left her an image of an irresponsible scumbag, and now she can't reverse it even if she wants to.

"You girl, why are you answering so quickly? I haven't finished what I just said. There are many good men, such as my brother! My brother is so kind to Jiang Jiang, and everything is answered. Take the initiative for her. Refusing all ambiguity, I used to be a workaholic, but now as long as I don’t have important work, I will run home immediately after work, if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I couldn’t believe that he talked about love like this.”

An Qi nodded her head in agreement, "Mr. Feng is indeed a good man."

Feng Jiuci's eyes flickered slightly.

He said softly, "Actually, the men in our family are not bad. I have rich experience in love, but this does not mean that I am a scumbag. How will you know if the other party is true love if you don't try it? If you find it is not suitable, break up immediately. It’s also an act of responsibility.”

"..."

An Qi hugged her pillow and smirked, "It's you who made Huaxin so fresh and refined."

Feng Jiuci wanted to die.

He had to restore his image in front of An Qi, otherwise he would never expect An Qi to have affection for him in his life. Feng Jiuci turned his body sideways and communicated with An Qi face to face.

"An Qi, what you said is wrong. I admit that I did have many relationships before, but I put my heart into each relationship, and I didn't step on two boats. I'm not a playboy like this. .”

An Qi thought about it carefully, then nodded, "Well, it really doesn't count."

Feng Jiuci was pleasantly surprised.

He tugged at the front of his shirt and was about to say something when he heard An Qi continue, "Your enthusiasm is exhausted too quickly, it's miserable to be your girlfriend. In case you meet someone who is slow, People have just had a crush on you, and it has already ended unilaterally on your side."

"..."

He has actually encountered such a situation.

But he can't say.

"Actually, to be honest, I still haven't met my true destiny." Feng Jiuci glanced at her secretly, and said softly, "If I meet true love one day, I will definitely be like my brother to Jiang Jiang , be nice to that girl."

"Ok!"

An Qi didn't notice Feng Jiuci's thoughts, she slapped Feng Jiuci's shoulder hard, "Then you have to hurry up, you are already 28, even if you meet your true love now and talk about getting married in two years, then I’m also 30 years old. The older you are, the more rational you are, the easier it is to weigh the pros and cons in your relationship, and the harder it is to give your heart. So, come on, Sao Nian!”

"..."

so tired.

He has hinted at her like this. If it were his previous girlfriends, he would have already guessed what he meant.

An Xiaoqi didn't notice it.

Why is this girl so emotionally slow?

Ugh.

no way.

Whoever makes him like her.

What can I do?

Pet it.

……

An Qi also doubted whether Feng Jiuci liked her before.

How could he be so kind to her.

But ever since she discovered Feng Jiuci's "special hobby", she completely gave up this idea.

She thinks so.

Feng Jiuci helped her because of Sister Jiang's face, and because she felt sorry for her, so he helped her out of sympathy for her.Helping and helping, the two people got in touch and found that they didn't hate each other, so they developed into friends again.

That's it.

"Hiss, why is it so cold in your room?"

"You should wear less."

Feng Jiuci wrapped the clothes around his body, but still felt cold, he snatched the pillow from An Qi's hand and hugged it in his arms, "Did you open the window?"

"No."

"Then why is it so cold, I feel the cold wind drilling into my body along the pores."

Not long after dinner.

She still feels a little hot right now.

An Qi looked up at Feng Jiuci.

under the light.

His cheeks seemed to be flushed abnormally, and he shrank on the sofa, his whole body seemed to be shivering.

Angie was taken aback.

She reached out and touched Feng Jiuci's forehead.

Very hot.

"Feng Jiuci, you have a fever."

"Ah?" Feng Jiuci was a little confused, he reached out and wiped his forehead, "It's not hot."

"Nonsense, can a fever cause local heat? It must be hot all over your body. Your hands are hot, and your forehead is also hot. You can't feel it if you have a fever. Wait a minute, I'll get the thermometer I'll measure it for you."

"Oh."

Feng Jiuci nestled obediently on the sofa.

An Qi quickly found the thermometer. She opened the cover and took out the thermometer. She shook it vigorously to shake off the mercury. "Okay, you can measure it yourself."

Feng Jiuci leaned on the sofa, looking sluggish, "I don't have the strength...you help me."

"..."

Feng Jiuci was wearing a black turtleneck sweater and a beige coat over it today. He is tall and well-proportioned. Wearing this outfit, he looks like a hero who came out of an idol drama.

but……

Turtleneck sweater ah.

How did she take his temperature?

Rip off his collar, or pull up the hem of his sweater?

It seems that it is not suitable.

"Feng Jiu Ci..."

"An Xiaoqi, you have to be a little conscientious. Think about it for yourself. When you rescued Jiang Jiang and was hospitalized, it was difficult for you to move because of your shoulder injury. Did I serve you the whole time? Now it's my turn to feel unwell, can you You can’t just let it go.”

"..."

An Qi silently swallowed the refusal, "I don't care! I don't care!"

"hurry up."

Angie helped him take off his coat, and then reached for his sweater collar.

"Hmm..." Feng Jiuci closed his eyes and snorted, "An Xiaoqi, you are like this, I was strangled to death by you before you took your temperature."

"What should I do?"

Without opening his eyes, Feng Jiuci pointed to the hem of the sweater, "Go through here."

Doesn't that mean you have to take off your clothes?

Angie hesitated.

"Hiss... It's so cold, my limbs are weak and my body is weak... I don't think I'm going to die."

"..."

Angie gritted her teeth and lifted his sweater.

Just as she guessed.

There was nothing under his sweater, and when the hem of the sweater was pulled up, his abdominal muscles were exposed. An Qi blushed and turned her eyes away, "Why don't you wear autumn clothes?"

"I never wear autumn clothes and long johns. This is my last stubbornness as a southern man."

"..."

Correct!

You are noble.

You are stubborn.

Then don't catch a cold and have a fever.