Along the way, Xu Ansheng asked Feng Boyi what time the plane was due to arrive. Feng Boyi said, and then she counted the time and happened to have dinner at Qingshan Villa. Feng Boyi went to the airport on a business trip. good.

It can be said that the time does not conflict at all.

Xu Ansheng felt that this person already knew what time she had class, so he had already arranged the time?Otherwise, how could it be so just right?

However, she just felt that she would not think it was true.

This person is so busy, how could he take care of her business and worry about her time? It's impossible.

But the time said hello, and everything was in order, so Xu Ansheng felt relieved, leaned in Feng Poyi's arms, and told him that the lesson the teacher taught her at noon today, she found it very useful and helpful to her, and then praised Zhou Shigemitsu would look for a teacher, the kind of practical teacher she was looking for, not a book teacher, which was too much for her.

She likes this kind of teacher, and she immediately feels that she has learned a lot of useful knowledge, and she is very happy.

Xu Ansheng is actually not a talkative person, especially when he talks about daily life in such a way that it is useless, but for some reason, when he is with Feng Boyi, he can bear it when he is happy and relaxed. I can't help telling him these little things and ordinary daily life.

And at times like this, Feng Boyi wouldn't think she was too noisy, he would hug her, or play with her hands to listen and respond from time to time.

At this time, too.

His arm opened for some reason, fell on her waist, and pulled her into his arms. He didn't play with her hand, but his hand was played by her.

She played with his hands, touched his finger knuckles, touched his nails, compared the size of his hands with him, and at the same time kept talking, saying these things that others would not listen to.

He leaned against the back of the chair, unknowingly relaxed, listening to her words one after another, or surprised, or amazed, or puzzled, or happy, and a deep "hmm" overflowed from his throat from time to time.

The breath of the car became quiet unconsciously, but this quietness was full of warmth.

Xu Ansheng fell asleep while talking.

She hugged Feng Boyi's waist, buried her face in his chest, and slept soundly.

Feng Poyi felt the quietness of the person in his arms, especially her breath, became stable and obedient, and he lowered his eyes.

The usually bright and lively eyes were closed, a pair of thick long eyelashes drooping on the eyelids, the lips that had been talking non-stop a moment ago were now closed, obediently, and no longer said anything that made him angry.

At this moment, she slept soundly and soundly, in his arms, she was very peaceful and obedient.

He stared at her, this beautiful face, eyebrows, lips and nose, including the tiny pores on her face.

He knew that she was pretty, and this face could be called beautiful among women.

However, he never looked at her to see if she was pretty or not, but the way she spoke, which was so vivid, direct, undisguised, presumptuous and willful.

She is very real, even if she is acting in front of him, she is fake and real.

Even coaxing him is coaxing with suppressed anger, very hypocritical, but he likes it.

She always said things that made him angry, always jumped on his bottom line, but she always had the ability to make him angry one moment, and then calm down the next second; she always made him have to indulge her again and again, treat her tolerant.

He likes her, and this liking has changed gradually over time, from quantitative change to qualitative change, and his liking for her has completely turned into another kind of emotion.

Love.

Yes.

This word that shouldn't appear in his life appeared with her appearance.

He has many feelings and emotions that he has never had before, and he has become strange to himself.

However, he doesn't hate this kind of self, and he doesn't reject these strange feelings and emotions that he has never had before.

On the contrary, he wants these emotions, even if she is angry with him, he also wants them.

He thought, if there must be something in this life, there must be something that cannot be given up, and that is her, Xu Ansheng.

He wanted her, wanted her to spend this life with him, she was not allowed to leave, she was not allowed to be absent halfway, and she was not allowed to live without him in her life.

At this moment, Feng Boyi raised his eyes and looked ahead, countless dark colors filled his eyes, like an endless night, swallowing all the light in an instant.

When the car stopped at Qingshan Villa, Xu Ansheng woke up.

She remembered Feng Poyi asking her to pack his luggage, so she said as soon as she got out of the car, "I'll go and pack your luggage!"

He quickly ran into the villa and went upstairs very quickly.

Mrs. Wei had just brought out the last dish and put it on the table, when she heard the sound of a car driving in.

A smile appeared on her face, it was the husband and wife who had returned.

The husband called her in advance and told her that he and his wife would be back around six o'clock and asked her to prepare dinner before they came back.

She agreed, hung up the phone and prepared dinner, and this time is just right.

However, after Mrs. Wei put the dishes away, she straightened up and was about to come out to meet the two of them. Xu Ansheng came in very quickly, and then went upstairs very quickly. It can be said that he disappeared from sight within a few seconds.

Mrs. Wei opened her mouth, and wanted to call his wife, but Xu Ansheng disappeared.

This……

what's wrong ma'am?

Feng Boyi walked in, walking steadily as usual, Mrs. Wei heard the voice, turned around and bowed: "Sir, dinner is ready."

"Ah."

Feng Poyi changed his shoes and came in, and went upstairs.

When Aunt Wei saw it, she subconsciously wanted to ask.

But thinking of something, he withdrew.

She doesn't have to worry about what the husband and wife want to do, as long as she does her own thing well.

Mrs. Wei went to the kitchen and cleaned up the counter.

Feng Boyi went upstairs and entered the bedroom.

Xu Ansheng had already packed the suitcase in the cloakroom.

She had packed Feng Boyi's luggage once before, and she had experience, so she packed it quite quickly this time. When Feng Boyi came in, Xu Ansheng had already taken out several shirts and suits from the cloakroom.

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming in, Xu Ansheng said, "Feng Boyi, how about I prepare three sets of clothes for you?"

"One set a day, whether it's a change of clothes or something else is enough."

It's not easy for her to prepare four or five sets for him, right?

After all, suits take up space, and four or five suits make up a whole body, and you need three suitcases no matter what.

That would be too much and unnecessary.

And it would appear that she too much hoped that he would stay outside and not come back. She was too purposeful, which was not good.

Feng Boyi came in with a suit jacket on his wrist. He looked at the suit shirts on the jewelry cabinet in the middle, hummed, and put the suit jacket on his wrist on the sofa next to him.

Xu Ansheng should have smiled when he got the response: "You can only go on a business trip for a few days at most. These clothes for a few days are enough. If it is not enough, Qin will buy it for you."

Anyway, he is not short of the money.

Feng Poyi didn't speak.

However, he came to Xu Ansheng's side, watched her fold the clothes one by one, put them in a special storage bag, and then put the suitcase, making a sound.

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