Can't help but be moved

Chapter 25 Falling In Love

Back at Feng's house, Feng Wang went to take a shower as usual.

Ten minutes later, with his muscular upper body bare, he lazily wiped his wet hair and walked out of the bathroom.

When his eyes fell on the mobile phone on the coffee table in the room, he stopped wiping his hair somehow.

The man went straight to pick up his phone and opened WeChat.

There are only a few people in his address book, so he can see Jian Nian at the bottom at a glance.

Jian Nian's headshot is very eye-catching. In front of the white background, a girl with no head showing lazily raised her hands as if she was stretching. She was wearing a short black top, revealing a large white waist.

Very sexy and typical web map.

Although he couldn't see the face, Feng Wang could tell at a glance that this was not an online picture.

The one on the profile picture is Jane Nian herself.

He can recognize her small waist that hurts.

The little girl was obedient and polite in front of him, with a gentle and junior appearance, but the WeChat profile picture was quite wild.

Feng Wan hooked the corners of his lips, zoomed in on Jian Nian's WeChat avatar, and clicked Save.

In the next second, Jian Nian's WeChat avatar became Feng Wang's mobile phone wallpaper.

Looking at the white and slender waist on the screen, Feng Wan unconsciously recalled the unexpected touch tonight.

Her bright red lips brushed against his Adam's apple lightly, and his hands held her slender waist.

Until now, there still seems to be that warm and delicate touch in his palm.

Feng Huang's sexy Adam's apple rolled back and forth twice unconsciously.

His throat was inexplicably dry. He sat down and poured a glass of water, then raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

The cold water not only failed to dispel the strange hot feeling in his heart, but also made him more upset.

Feng Wan slightly closed his eyes, and let out a deep breath.

The indescribable feeling in his heart gradually dissipated, and Jian Nian's charming little face emerged in his mind,
What happened tonight...too much.

There seemed to be an unprecedented strange emotion in his heart, which he couldn't figure out, and it disturbed him.

Feng Wang wanted to send a message to Jian Nian, but after thinking about it, she was still sick and should have a good rest, so he didn't bother her, and called Jian Yan instead.

At this time, Jian Yan had put down his phone and was about to go to sleep, but as soon as he closed his eyes, the phone rang cheerfully.

Jian Yan opened his eyes and took the mobile phone on the bedside table casually. Seeing the caller displayed the word "Feng Wang", he licked his back molars irritably.

"Speak quickly if you have something to say."

Feng Wang on the other end of the phone seemed to be thinking about something very important but didn't know how to say it, so he didn't make a sound for a long time.

Jian Yan yawned, and urged impatiently: "I'm in a bad mood today, Feng Wang, you'd better not mess with my mentality."

Feng Wang turned a deaf ear to his words and remained silent.

"Don't say I'm hanging up."

Jian Yan was about to hang up the phone, at this moment Feng Wang, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke.

His voice was a little low, with a very distressed and confused tone in his tone: "In short, I want to make someone cry..."

Unexpectedly, the first sentence of Feng Wang's mouth would be such words, Jian Yan couldn't help being stunned for a moment: "Huh?"

"But," Feng Wan seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be asking him, "I don't want her to cry. What do you think is going on?"

Hearing this, Jian Yan sat up and lazily leaned against the head of the bed, rolled his eyes silently, and blurted out: "Feng Wang, you must be seriously ill."

Call a man at night and say such nasty and disgusting words.

Feng Wang asked again and again seriously: "Jian Yan, what do you think is going on here?"

Jian Yan grinned and sneered.

This guy really doesn't know, let's show off to him, what's going on, what else can it be.

"Tell me, who is that girl?"

This time he changed the seal and was stunned: "What girl."

Jian Yan rolled her eyes and said patiently, "It's the one you want to make people cry but you don't want to make them cry. Who is she, do I know her?"

Feng Wang on the other end of the phone held the phone in one hand and turned the transparent glass water cup with the other.

He narrowed his eyes and said lightly, "Does this have something to do with what I asked?"

Jian Yan shrugged: "It doesn't matter, it's just curiosity."

After a pause, he said simply and seriously: "About the question you asked, it's obvious—you're in love."

This answer was obviously beyond Feng Luan's expectation, his hand turning the water glass stopped suddenly.

The man sat up straight, his brows were lightly drawn together: "What did you say?"

Jian Yan returned to his usual lazy tone: "Isn't this obvious. You must be in love with other girls."

"like?"

The thin lips moved slightly, and Feng Zhuang muttered this word that was completely incompatible with him.

"How about it, do you know what other girls think of you?"

Feng Luan frowned, thinking of Jian Nian's various behaviors when facing him.

"She... is very reserved and well-behaved."

After thinking for a while, Feng Wang added emphatically: "Pretend to be good."

Jian Yan rubbed her chin and thought: "Well, girls have complicated thoughts, and I can't tell what they think when you say that. But I think they probably don't mean much to you."

Jian Yan's last sentence successfully made the face of Feng Fan who was a little confused sink down.

"Bye."

After two short words, without waiting for Jian Yan to speak again, Feng Wang hung up the phone with a snap.

Jian Yan, who was hung up, stared at the phone and raised his eyebrows and clicked twice.

Yo, it's funny when he gets angry when a girl doesn't like him.

The old man is in spring, this play is worth watching.

Feng Wang threw the phone aside irritably, picked up the water glass and just put it to his mouth, then put it down, and poured himself a large glass of wine instead.

Until he drank half a bottle of red wine, Feng Wang still couldn't figure out why he was so uncomfortable.

But he figured out another thing, he couldn't take Jian Yan's words seriously.

like?

He likes Jian Nian?
that little girl?
How can it be!

It is absolutely impossible for him to fall in love with Jian Nian.

He still remembers the immature appearance of her when she was a child. To him, Jian Nian has always been just a younger sister.

Well, that's it.

Feng Wang put down his wine glass and planned to take a rest, at this moment, the notification message on his mobile phone, which he had thrown into the corner of the sofa, rang.

He took a look at the phone, and it turned out that it was Jian Nian who sent him the message!
The old man's mind, which had been drowsy from drinking, instantly sobered up.

Jian Nian: Uncle Feng Wang, are you asleep?
Feng Fan stared at the plain question she sent.

His Adam's apple moved, he pondered for a moment, and quickly typed a paragraph to send.

Feng Huang: No.why are you still not resting.

Jian Nian: Uncle Feng Wang, there is something I have always wanted to ask you, but what happened tonight made my mind a little messed up, so I forgot it for a while.May I ask you now?
Feng Wang: Just ask.

On the other end of the phone, Jian Nian lay flat on the bed with her mobile phone in her arms, staring at the three words Feng Wang replied, suddenly she didn't know what to ask.

(End of this chapter)