Chapter 440

Zhong Zhen wants to step forward, can't help hesitating, but she is really tired and sleepy, jet lag is not how to reverse it.

In this room, there is a baby's high and low bed. If you want to sleep here, you can only sleep with your baby.

Looking at the child's red and simple face, Zhong Zhen's heart gave birth to a lot of pity, and even gently said, "you go to rest, I'll squeeze with my baby." She said she yawned.

Feng Beichen walked over and gently explored the baby's temperature. He said softly, "it should not be burned. It's hard to say after midnight. You can take you to wash!"

He is a bit of a micro cleanliness addict, and Zhong Zhen has been abroad these years, and has long formed the habit of taking a bath before going to bed. Even if he is sleepy, if he doesn't clean himself up, it's hard to fall asleep, not to mention it's a strange place.

Bending down and looking at the child's face carefully, Zhong Zhen decided to accompany him here. Since the child is willing to call her mother, it must be a special fate. People should learn to cherish the fate.

"Good." Zhong Zhen looked at the child, his mouth should be light.

Feng Beichen took the clock to the guest room where she used to live. "You can wash here. If you are too tired, you can rest here. I will watch the child. If he is crying, I will call you then."

As a matter of fact, he was more or less on guard. He didn't want Zhong Zhen to see too much of what she had in the past. In case something touched her again, it was always not very good! Maybe it's a good thing to live like this.

However, things always go against her wishes. As soon as Zhong Zhen entered the bathroom, she wanted to turn on the light. It just flashed. Unfortunately, the light bulb just broke down. No matter how she turned it on, it couldn't light up.

She was so embarrassed that she had to laugh at herself, "maybe your lamp doesn't want me here!"

Feng Beichen also helpless, but think about if this is providence, always bad let her go downstairs, so straightforward way, "come to my room! I can't wait for you! The little guy likes you so much. I have to express it well. "

He attributed all the reasons for his sincerity to Feng Tianyou. Of course, this is only a superficial reason! The reality is that if it were not for her special woman, he would not let others use his bathroom!

Now Zhong Zhen is impossible to know these, she calmly accepted his invitation, followed him.

Soon, he went into Feng Beichen's bedroom. As soon as he opened the door, a familiar smell rushed towards him. Zhong Zhen couldn't help but be stunned. How could it be like this? What have you experienced here? Anyway, this place is definitely a place with many stories about her.

Normally, if you only work here, you can't be so familiar with the master's bedroom? She wanted to ask, but some could not.

"What? What's the problem? " Feng Beichen suddenly asked, he is able to understand her mind, as long as she has what is different, you can see her problem.

But after all, she had been separated for a long time, and now her character had changed. After all, he could no longer understand what she was thinking like before.

Zhong Zhen immediately shook his head, hiding his emotion, "no, nothing, just feel the furnishings here are very special!" At last, she was familiar with the two words and changed them. How could she say what she thought if she didn't understand the intention of the other party? What's more, Feng Beichen must want to hide from her, otherwise he should have told her everything.

Of course, the furnishings here are not special, but some of them are really chic. Zhong Zhen has lived here for such a long time. How can she leave something in her mind?

"Thank you for your compliment!" Feng Beichen some cheeky said, "it seems that your vision in foreign countries, there is no special where to go, and my aesthetic taste is really not much different."

This makes Zhong Zhen a little surprised. What does it mean? If you want to praise yourself, what does it matter to praise yourself openly? If you want to hurt others, you should be frank. But this kind of strange talk really loses the masculine temperament and image.

Since he had such an attitude, Zhong Zhen decided to have a good time with him, "Oh, it seems that the aesthetic taste of male god is not high there, is it really the legendary wave of fame?"

How dare this woman satirize him? And what's your name? No matter what he did, he was always down-to-earth. He could eat by his face or by his family, but he had to rely on his talent and ability to fight.

"Well, you want to try?" Feng Beichen's face in vain becomes very ugly, staring at Zhong Zhen coldly, like a lion about to get angry.

At this time, Zhong Zhen feels the danger, maybe he shouldn't challenge Feng Beichen. He is like a sleeping lion. If he really gets angry, what kind of terrible things might happen?

"No, Mr. Feng, please avoid me. I want to take a shower, and please help me find a woman's pajamas!" Zhong Zhen naturally said that no matter whether there is a hostess or not, there can be no lack of women around him. There must be some supplies for women.But something really surprised her. Feng Beichen didn't let other women spend the night after she left here, but she had some clothes in the guest room. Occasionally, when Zhang Junyan came, she would use them.

Hearing what she said, Feng Beichen collected his mind and just said a few words. It's the end of it. It can't be true. Besides, she's a woman. How can she care about everything with her?

But where is he a server? Coldly said, "there is one in the guest room next to me. I'll take it myself."

Zhong Zhen didn't care about him either. He asked coldly, "just that one?"

After getting his affirmative answer, Zhong Zhen stepped into the room, turned on the light and opened the wardrobe. Several women's clothes were hung there. Although the style was a little old, the big name was the big name. The texture and workmanship were really good.

She could not help but pick up the clothes to have a look. The familiar feeling came to her heart again. She looked at the size, which was the same as her size.

These clothes were worn by her before. With Zhang Junyan's temper, they must have been lost to her long ago. However, Feng Beichen specially told her that they were left in this cabinet, which can be preserved.

There was no time to think about it. She picked up her pajamas and compared them. She found that they really fit her.