Can't help but be moved

Chapter 61 Are You Dissatisfied With Uncle?
Not long after eating, Feng Huang left.

Jane Nian continued to practice dancing in the living room alone.

It's just that she can't practice anymore.

Uncontrollably, the words Feng Wang said during the meal echoed repeatedly in his mind.

"Jian Nian, I am very happy to be able to take care of you and be needed by you."

Jian Nian understands that he has no other meaning in saying this, but she is very strange recently, always thinking wildly because of his words.

Jian Nian simply stopped, sitting cross-legged, closing her eyes and meditating.

Quiet, quiet.

Meditate and carefully.

Don't think about it, don't think about it...

Well, that's it, very good Jane Nian...

Very good ass!

Jian Nian suddenly opened her eyes, stared at her reddish face in the mirror, and sighed deeply.

No, she couldn't meditate at all.

Her heart has been messed up.

Feng Wang is really a nasty old man!
……

It took a while for Jian Nian to calm down and continue dancing.

Time flies, night is approaching quietly.

Jian Nian practiced all afternoon, and was so tired that she lay down on the yoga mat and fell asleep.

When a certain annoying old man opened the door and walked in, he immediately saw a soft little girl lying on the ground.

Feng Wang walked over slowly with light steps, and squatted down beside her.

Looking at the little girl who was sleeping soundly on the ground, Feng Xuan's brows and eyes were soft.

After quietly staring at her peaceful sleeping face for a while, Feng Wan couldn't help but slowly stretched out his index finger.

Because of dancing practice, the blush on Jian Nian's face has not faded, and she looks very pink and tender.

Feng Luan's index finger lightly touched it, and then poked it.

The texture was exactly as he expected, soft cotton candy.

I don't know if she felt that she was being disturbed, Jian Nian frowned slightly in her sleep, raised her hand and waved her face indiscriminately.

Feng Wang withdrew his hand in time.

Jian Nian didn't capture anything, she yawned and muttered something, turned her back to Feng Xuan and continued to sleep.

The little girl has exquisite curves, and after wearing a self-cultivating dance dress, she looks even more plump and well-proportioned.

At this time, her back was facing him, and that thin and sexy waist was clearly revealed in front of Feng Lu's eyes.

The man remembered the delicate touch of the amputated waist last time, and for a while, his palms felt faintly hot.

His throat was inexplicably dry, his Adam's apple slid back and forth twice, and Feng Lu's eyes were darkened.

"Fairy!"

Feng Huang uttered two words in a low voice, his dark eyes mixed with a bit of surging wildfire.

The man exhaled slightly, forced himself to look away, then stretched out his arms and easily hugged the fragrant and soft cotton candy on the ground into his arms.

"Sleeping on the floor is not afraid of catching a cold."

Feng Huang said so, but there was a pampering look in his eyes that he didn't realize.

Jian Nian's body was nestled in his arms, probably because she felt the familiar and reassuring breath of the other party, so she couldn't help arching her head straight into his arms, looking very much like a kitten that hadn't opened its eyes yet.

Feng Wang was amused by her unconscious behavior, and his arms holding her tightened a bit.

The man carried her to the master bedroom, carefully put her on the bed, then squatted beside the bed and carefully took off her dancing shoes.

As soon as Jian Nian stuck to the soft bed, she rolled up the quilt automatically, and wrapped herself into spring rolls in a short while.

Seeing the little girl wrapped up in the quilt with only one head exposed, Feng Wan couldn't help laughing.

"Little fool, the weather is so tight that you don't have to worry about the heat."

Feng Lu knelt on one knee and went to bed, stretched out his hand and gently pulled off the rolled up quilt, stripped Jian Nian from it, and covered her with the quilt again.

After finishing these, he picked up the remote control and adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner.

"Good night, little Jane."

Feng Wang stared at her deeply, resisted the thought of touching her face, got up and went out.

Since Jian Nian returned to China, she hasn't practiced dancing for so long like today.

The long-lost long-term practice exhausted her energy, so she was sleeping deeply at the moment, and she was completely unaware of what Feng Lu had done to her.

……

Jian Nian fell asleep really deeply.

If it wasn't for the alarm clock set on the mobile phone, she might not be able to wake up.

The phone's alarm rang cheerfully, Jian Nian dazedly touched the phone to turn off the ringer, turned over and planned to go back to sleep again.

Suddenly she felt something was wrong.

Jian Nian suddenly opened her eyes and sat up on the bed.

The entrance is a completely unfamiliar environment.

Jian Nian blinked in a daze, and her chaotic brain began to retrace.

She was tired from dancing last night, so she thought about squinting for a while, and then...

Then seemed to fall asleep.

But she clearly remembered that she fell asleep in the living room, why did she come here?
This room is not the guest room where she changed clothes yesterday, it should be the master bedroom.

The master bedroom is also... Feng Wangshui's bedroom!
Then isn't what she is lying on now the same bed that Feng Wang slept in? !
With this cognition, Jian Nian instantly woke up, and got up from the bed.

Only then did she realize that she was still wearing a dance costume.

Um, could it be that she was so sleepy last night that she found the master bedroom to sleep by herself?
Jian Nian frowned.

She was in such a deep sleep that she had no memory of it at all.

Jian Nian was trying to recall what happened last night when suddenly her cell phone alarm rang again.

She is afraid that she won't be able to get up, so she usually sets two or three alarm clocks.

The second ringing of the alarm reminded Jian Nian of something she had been ignoring all along.

"It's over, it's over, it's over! I'm going to be late!"

Morning class today! ! !
Jian Nian grabbed her mobile phone and ran out of the bedroom in a hurry, planning to go to the next room to change her dance clothes and rush back to class.

As soon as she opened the door, Jian Nian, who was in a hurry, bumped into a solid wall of flesh.

Jian Nian staggered back a step, and then heard a magnetic and pleasant male voice sounding slowly.

"Little Jane, do you have any dissatisfaction with uncle?"

Jian Nian covered her forehead, raised her eyes blankly and looked at the man in front of her with a smile on his lips.

"no no……"

"Really?" The man raised his eyebrows, with a playful smile in his eyes, "Little Jian Nian, uncle hurts a lot from being bumped by you."

Jian Nian immediately took a break, stood at attention, bowed, and sincerely apologized: "I'm sorry, Uncle Feng Wang, I didn't mean it, I'm going to be late for class, so I didn't watch it in a hurry..."

Jian Nian came to her senses as she spoke, and said again: "That's right, I'm going to be late for class!"

The anxious little girl straightened up immediately, ran past Feng Wang, and went straight into the next room.

After a while she came out fully dressed, went to the entrance to change her shoes and said, "Uncle Feng Wang, I'm going first!"

As soon as the words fell, she was dragged back by the collar of Feng Huang before she had changed her shoes.

"Don't worry. Wash up first, and then eat breakfast."

Jian Nian, who was stuffed into the bathroom, tugged at the door frame: "But it's only 10 minutes."

It takes 10 minutes from here to Kyoto University, and another ten minutes from the school gate to the classroom.

It's too late now.

"There's still time, you wash up first, and I'll take you there after dinner."

Seeing that she couldn't resist him, Jian Nian could only plunge into the bathroom and wash up quickly.

(End of this chapter)