Concubine with black belly in seeking love

Chapter 30 I Like You So Much (1)
Chang An thought to himself: No one can wear white, what kind of strange rule is this?

Feng Haoqi smiled and said: "I guess your boss must be a woman, and she is also a woman who likes to wear white clothes. Women have always been small-bellied, and she must not like others to dress better than her."

Feng Shuchen, who was sitting beside her, frowned slightly when she heard that Feng Haoqi said that she was a woman?And a woman with a small belly?

Chang An tapped the table with his index finger, and then looked at Feng Haoqi with extremely disapproving eyes, "Women are all small-bodied? You men are all sperm and brains, animals that only spend the rest of their lives thinking."

"Hey, what do I say about you...? You are an unmarried woman after all, so don't talk like that...you can't stop talking so much, can you?" Feng Haoqi's words were a little awkward.

Chang An looked at the suspicious flush on Feng Haoqi's face, and couldn't help but chuckle, "Why are you blushing? Is it possible? Are you... shy?"

Feng Haoqi became angry from embarrassment, and stared at Chang'an with his eyes, "Why are you laughing, what's so funny?!"

Chang An looked at Feng Haoqi who was drooping herbal tea with his head bowed in front of him, and couldn't help saying: "You really look like him..." There seemed to be some regret in his tone.

"Who?" Feng Haoqi looked at Chang'an in puzzlement.

Chang An shook his head, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it slowly.

Feng Haoqi's curiosity was aroused, and he refused to let Chang An go, asking repeatedly: "Who are you talking about? Who am I similar to? Your sweetheart?"

Girl Meng, who was sitting by the side, looked up at Chang'an in surprise when she heard the words, and then turned her gaze to Feng Shuchen. She couldn't help guessing secretly, did Miss Chang'an already have a sweetheart?The master he...

Chang An put down the wine glass in his hand, shook his head with a faint smile, "Sweetheart? No, he is my...friend, a friend who suddenly disappeared."

Feng Haoqi also turned his head to look at Feng Shuchen, but seeing that his expression was the same, he was even more surprised.But one thing is certain, that is, Shuchen must know this...'friend' she mentioned.

"I am very similar to him? What aspect do you mean? Look? I think I should be far better than him in this aspect, right? After all, there are only a handful of men in this world who can surpass me in appearance." , Feng Hao Qi even shook his head pretentiously.

Chang'an couldn't help laughing immediately, "Do you know which aspect you resemble him the most?" She deliberately paused, and then continued: "It's the faceless and skinless look that resembles him the most."

Feng Hao Qi stared at Chang An and gritted his teeth and said: "Meeting you, I have been unlucky for eight lifetimes." The first time I met her, I was tricked by her, and later she repeatedly taunted me, making myself powerless to fight back .

Chang An ignored him, picked up the wine glass with his slender fingers and sent it to his lips, Feng Haoqi frowned slightly when he saw this, "Why are you drinking so much wine?" As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to pull Chang An down hand, but Chang An avoided his hand with a smile, "I am never drunk after a thousand cups. However, the taste of this wine is really good..."

Of course it is good, this wine is treasured by the master in the wine cellar, Meng Han looked at Feng Shuchen who was sitting there silently, and secretly sighed in his heart.

As the sky gradually darkened, Menghan glanced at Chang'an and Feng Haoqi who were already drunk on the table, and was about to step forward to help Chang'an, but was stopped by Feng Shuchen, "She doesn't like others to touch her." After finishing speaking, he stood up, and slowly walked in front of Chang An, who was already unconscious. The hand with sharp knuckles gently brushed away the black hair covering Chang An's eyes, with a very soft expression.

(End of this chapter)