The abstinence veteran always wants to spoil me

Yu Miao was a little confused, what kind of opening method is this?

Logically speaking, based on his understanding of Fengchuanhe, at this time, this guy shouldn't have a sullen face and said impatiently: "It's not convenient, she has her own home, don't take everyone home."

Shouldn't that be the case?

Why did he nod in agreement?Not bothersome?

How could it not be troublesome!very troublesome! !

When Yu Miao turned her head to stare at him, Feng Chuanhe still had a calm expression on her face, but it made Yu Miao even more restless, and hurriedly waved her hands: "No, no need, you are too enthusiastic, I really don't need it, I don't need it. It’s just a little thing, there’s no need to do this, I can handle it myself!”

"How embarrassing is that?" The old lady seized the opportunity, held his hand without giving up, patted it lightly, and smiled kindly, "Look at you, a thin and weak girl, you are as good as me. If you are destined, since you want to go to the celebration with us, it’s okay to stay at our house for a while, you can accompany me, have a companion, and you can also enjoy good service and care at our house.”

"This..." The corners of Yu Miao's mouth twitched slightly. To be honest, he was a little moved. After all, being taken care of comfortably by others, who would not want to experience the life of opening his mouth with clothes and hands, especially with his current physical condition. It's really uncomfortable, but the premise is that there is no Feng Chuanhe in that house, "Mr. Feng usually stays at home...it's really not suitable for me to go to your house as a little girl..."

Before he finished the words he tried to refuse, the old lady interrupted him with a smile: "What are you talking about, what's not suitable, I live at home, and other people who are busy with work, Xiaohe usually stays in his villa Li, don’t go back very often, don’t worry.”

Yu Miao's eyes lit up instantly: "Really?"

"Of course." The old lady said with a smile, "So it's night now, don't worry about it, come home with us."

"Hmm..." Yu Miao scratched her hair, a little embarrassed, and then glanced at Feng Chuanhe, seeing that he didn't speak, "Think about it or not..."

The old lady said, "Okay, that's it."

Yu Miao: "..."

Before he even finished his words of refusal, the old lady couldn't wait to hold his hand, and patted Fengchuanhe by the way: "What are you still standing there for, don't hurry up and help me get on the water cart."

"..." Feng Chuanhe paused and said, "Okay."

Yu Miao wanted to cry without tears, and when she wanted to say something bad, Feng Chuanhe had already supported his waist, and almost wanted to hold him in her arms, probably because he was already thin and weak, and looked so small. The one in the regiment didn't even have the strength to resist. It was miserable, and he had to be stuck in the car by Fengchuan River, and he helped him fasten his safety belt by the way.

Maybe it was because his bitter face was too funny, or because Feng Chuanhe didn't want to see other people's kindness, so he suddenly smiled lightly.

"..." Yu Miao glared at him instantly, "What are you laughing at?"

He felt that he was being teased by Feng Chuanhe, although there was no proof, but his smile just now was definitely teasing him, which made Yu Miao very unhappy, so she stared at him directly: "Are you kidding me?"

"No." Feng Chuanhe was still smiling, and before the old lady got into the car, her bright peach eyes stared at Yu Miao's face motionlessly, which made Yu Miao start to feel a little guilty and couldn't help thinking step back.

"What, what are you doing?" Yu Miao, who was staring at Feng Chuanhe confidently not long ago, was cowardly stared at by him, she slightly moved her head back, and blinked her dark and beautiful eyes lightly, "Why are you staring at me like that?"

"No," Feng Chuanhe was still smiling, narrowing his peach blossom eyes lightly, then suddenly stretched out his long and slender fingers, gently brushing up the wind-blown hair on Yu Miao's face, Leaning closer, Yu Miao's warm breath blew on Yu Miao's ears, a little itchy, and with Feng Chuanhe's low smile next to his ear, it seemed as if she was about to kiss his ear, "However, before How do I not notice……"

Yu Miao was startled by him: "...Fa, what did you find?"

Just when he was thinking about what he should do if he was recognized by Feng Chuanhe, whether he could save the old lady based on him and the relationship with the old lady was good, whether he could make a difference, Feng Chuanhe But he lowered his head and kissed his sensitive ear.

"Well," Yu Miao was taken aback by his kiss, her ears were too sensitive for him, she subconsciously reached out to cover her red and itchy ears, looked at Feng Chuanhe in a daze and said, "You...you What are you doing?"

Feng Chuanhe had a bad face not long ago, as if someone owed him money, but now he is in a very good mood, with a smile on his brows and eyes, and said with a half smile: "You are so beautiful... ..."

Yu Miao: "???"

Scumbag!Scum!Merciless bastard!

"Are you unhappy?" Feng Chuanhe saw that his face was not very good-looking, "What's the matter, you are not happy to praise you? Shouldn't it be a smile?"

"I can't laugh. Thank you, Mr. Feng, for your compliment. I can't bear it." Although Yu Miao's tone was flat, people could tell that he was sarcastic and a little unhappy, so she stretched out her hand and pushed Feng Chuanhe away.

Feng Chuanhe frowned slightly, and before he could figure out what was wrong with him, the old lady behind him stretched out her hand and slapped him, and said with a smile: "Okay, okay, if you have anything to say, we can talk about it when we go home." Well, there will be plenty of time then, and it’s still raining, so let’s not talk about it, get in the car, or it will be even later if we drag it on.”

"Yeah." Feng Chuanhe came back to his senses, moved away temporarily, let the old lady sit in the car, and then glanced at Yu Miao again.

Yu Miao ignored his gaze directly, and her long hair fell down. When he was disguised before, he used a little spiritual power to change his original silver long hair into black long hair, otherwise the silver hair would be too conspicuous. At this moment, he was leaning against the car window, pursing his lips and looking at the busy street outside the window, feeling a little alienated.

Feng Chuanhe frowned, still not understanding what happened to him.

The car was driving on the road, the rain was getting heavier, and it was pattering on the car window, making Yu Miao distracted, for some reason, he felt a little troubled

However, he didn't know why he felt this way, but when he was a girl who was unfamiliar to Feng Chuanhe just now, Feng Chuanhe's attitude made him quite unhappy.

Scumbag, scumbag, scumbag, go to hell.

Yu Miao scolded in his heart, he thought he would be happy after scolding, but after scolding, he was a little discouraged, and thought inexplicably: "It's strange, why should I be angry..."

Logically speaking, as long as the Fengchuan River does not interfere with him, he can do whatever he likes outside, and it has nothing to do with him, but he feels inexplicably unhappy and uncomfortable.

The old lady was still talking to him with a smile on the side. Although Yu Miao was not friendly with Feng Chuanhe, he liked the old lady quite a bit and didn't want to embarrass her, so he would reply until his eyelids became heavier and heavier. , He actually closed his eyes and fell asleep.

"Shui Shui?" the old lady called out, and shook her hand in front of him, Feng Chuanhe smiled, "I'm so tired, I fell asleep."

Feng Chuanhe looked at the person in the backseat who was leaning against the car window and closed his eyes and fell asleep from the mirror, probably because too many things happened today, he was tired, his face was very pale, and his long eyelashes were left on his eyelids The fan-shaped Gu Ying looks cute and makes people feel distressed.

"Miss Shui Shui is really cute," the old lady smiled and stretched out her hand to brush the hair around her ear, "I like it more and more."

Feng Chuanhe just pursed his lips and did not speak.

The car quickly arrived at Feng's house. It was a beautiful manor. The place was very large and brightly lit. When they drove in and stopped the car, a servant immediately came out and said respectfully: "Old lady , Master, you are back."

"Shh," the old lady smiled at the servant, "Hush your voice, Miss Shui Shui has fallen asleep, you go and tidy up a room for her to use."

The servant smiled and nodded: "Okay, old lady."

The old lady got out of the car, intending to call her elm-headed grandson, and wanted him to come and carry Miss Shuishui upstairs, but when she just turned her head, she found Fengchuanhe came to the window and opened the door , leaned over and carried the man out of the car.

"Huh?" The old lady was a little surprised, "You actually know..."

She was a little surprised, and her voice was a little louder, causing the person nestled in Fengchuanhe's arms to move slightly, as if disturbed by the sound.

The old lady quickly controlled her voice: "Forget it, forget it, don't wake her up since she is asleep, hurry up and hug her back to rest."

Feng Chuanhe nodded, hugged the person who was huddled in his arms firmly in his arms, went upstairs, opened the door to enter, put the person in his arms on the bed, spread the long black hair one bed.

"Hmm..." Yu Miao, who was lying on the bed, frowned lightly and turned around. He felt as if someone was pressing on him, which made him feel a little uncomfortable. Pushed away, he said in a daze, "It's too heavy...don't press me..."

But not only did the person on him not get up, he didn't take back the hands around his waist, he hugged his waist, rubbed it, then pressed his body closer, spraying hot breath on Yu Miao's face , and the man's ambiguous and dangerous voice: "Where is the weight?"

"Hmm..." Yu Miao was a little dizzy, and the person on top of him was too hot, which made Yu Miao uncomfortable, and she frowned in dissatisfaction.

He couldn't push it away, and finally misunderstood the other party as a pillow, hugged the other party's waist directly, and lifted a leg up on it, rubbed it indiscriminately, and said in a daze, "Don't make noise, sleep..."

Fengchuanhe: "..."

Then Yu Miao suddenly felt something pressing against her.