Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

The Concubine Ming eats fast and recites the Buddha every day, and Feng Hongyin always eats by herself.

This was the first time he had dinner with others.

Seeing her diligently preparing dishes and pouring wine for herself, Feng Hongyin pointed to the seat: "Am I without hands? Sit down and eat."

Hearing this, she slowly sat next to him.

There was heavy snow outside the house, and the stove was burning inside, warm as spring.

She had already eaten, so she rarely used chopsticks. Feng Hongyin poured herself a glass of wine, but she had no appetite.

There was a faint noise outside the door, lively and lively, making the door even more deserted.

"Lu Yunmei." Feng Hongyin didn't know if he had drunk too much or something. When he looked at her, he didn't feel how annoying it was: "Don't you like me?"

She was stunned, looking at the person in front of her.

Feng Hongyin stretched out his hand and rubbed her cheek.

He felt that he was really crazy about 80%.

But after leaving Cuiyu Tower, looking at the person sitting quietly in front of him, Feng Hongyin felt a little dazed. He felt that she was incompatible with that kind of place. She should be taken home by someone and cherished her love.

"Lord..."

"Does it count?" His eyebrows were gentle, and there seemed to be a lot of affection in them.

She unconsciously grasped the skirt of her chest, feeling that her heart seemed to be beating faster.

Feng Hongyin immediately froze when he said this, and the drunkenness on his head suddenly disappeared.

What does he think.

Saying this to such a prostitute really lost his identity.

Feng Hongyin withdrew his hand abruptly and turned his head away.

Just as she was about to answer, the words were blocked in her throat, but there were waves of water in her eyes, and she looked at him as she wanted to talk.

Feng Hongyin should not be able to see it, and after a silent meal, he led her out of the restaurant's gate.

Feng Hongyin walked slowly, not the way back to Cuiyu Tower.

Although it is snowing, the capital is full of flowers. Such a snowy night attracts many people to wander on the street. Children run around in the crowd, creating a joyous scene.

There were a lot of people on the street, and when Feng Hongyin walked and turned her head, she saw that she had been squeezed away by the crowd for a long time.

She was thin and thin, like a pebble being rushed back and forth in such a flow of people, as if she was about to be rushed away from him in the next moment with the flow of people.

Feng Hongyin turned and turned back, grabbing her hand.

The man who was being overwhelmed by the crowd raised his head and looked at him somewhat bewildered.

Feng Hongyin did not speak, so he led her away from the bustling crowd and came to the lake.

The capital in winter is extremely cold, the lake is already frozen, and a few beautiful lanterns are reflected, giving it a special flavor.

She was in the Cuiyu Tower almost every day and rarely came out. Seeing the scenery in front of her at this time, she forgot the people around her for a while, and walked over to look at the reflection in the lake fascinated.

Feng Hongyin took two steps back slowly, and then whispered to her: "Lu Yunmei."

Hearing her name, the woman who was looking at the lake turned her head, still with a faint smile on her face.

Under the moonlight, her smile was dyed with a bright color.

Looking at her smile, Feng Hongyin couldn't help but curl his lips.

He walked slowly to her, stretched out his hand, and gently hugged her into his arms.

The figure in his arms became stiff, a little at a loss.

Feng Hongyin closed his eyes.

This was the last time, he just indulged himself once.

There will be no next time.

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