Chapter 1588

At the beginning of summer, he nodded and explained in a low voice: "I know, so I showed him my bottom line from the beginning... At that time, I just wanted to make a false accusation between myself and him. I had confidence in myself!"

"Do you have faith in yourself, but not in me?" Feng Xun nodded at the tip of her nose and asked in a funny way.

"No..." Xia Chu Qi shook his head and grasped his palm. He explained eagerly: "I know you have too much time to be busy. I also know that you and Pedro once had a grudge. Pedro is the kind of person who has a grudge. You almost killed him when you shot him in the chest. He will try to get back, I'm worried that in case he tries to murder you by trading... "

When she said that, she stopped and subconsciously grasped the palm of his hand.

"Little fool!" Feng Xun patted the back of her hand, wrapped her hand in the palm of his hand, lowered his head to kiss her cheek, and said in a low voice against her forehead: "I dare to shoot him at the beginning, but I never worried that he would retaliate! You should have more confidence in your husband, not put yourself into the tiger's mouth

The seventh day of summer nodded silently and replied in a low voice: "I know that I should completely believe you. This time, I made a mistake..."

When she said this, she looked up at him, her eyes covered with mist were full of expectation: "Feng Xun, can you forgive me?"

Looking at her blinking eyes, Feng Xun has no doubt that she may be sleeping and eating hard these days because of her going out early and coming back late!

He clearly wanted to digest the difficult knot in his heart, but in the end, it still affected her!

"Little fool, you are willing to tell me the truth about your trade with Pedro. I'm very glad that I won't be angry with you..." Feng Xun slowly opened his mouth, took her hand and said softly, "but you also have to promise me that you can't make any trade with Pedro in the future. Even if he has something you want most, you have to discuss with me, Let me face Pedro, not you

"Well, I promise you!" At the beginning of summer, he nodded at seven and said seriously: "then you also promise me that you will not be sullen in life and hide in the study to drink away your worries. Now you are not Feng Xun who has no family and friendship, you still have me!"

Feng Xun's serious eyes on the seventh day of last summer only felt that the depression of these days had disappeared in an instant. What she had said also came to mind again.

She said, Feng Xun, I will not only be your wife, but also your relatives, your best friend

It was not the first time that he had been bothered to drink muggy wine, but no one dared to say more!

His little girl will be worried because she finds him drinking muggy wine. She will be sitting at home and waiting for him to come back in his study because he goes out early and comes back late. Even if the night is deep, even if she is pregnant!

When Feng Xun thought of this, a stream of heat surged up in his heart and took her into his arms. The kiss fell down, as if he didn't want to let go any more.

On the seventh day of the summer, she didn't say anything more. She just stretched out her hands and hugged him tightly. Even though it was just a few days of cold war, she lived like a year. She didn't want to feel the pain again!

"A Pedro is not worthy of our cold war for him, little girl. This time, I'm also wrong. I shouldn't ignore your special body and make you worry..." Feng Xun whispered in her ear, with some remorse in her words.

"He will never understand the feelings between us, what we have paid for each other, what we have experienced together..."

On the seventh day of the summer, when he heard his low sigh, his eyes turned red again, and he said in a low voice: "well, he is just an outsider, and neither he nor others should become a quarrel between us!"

Feng Xun gently stroked her back, a burning kiss fell on her ear, feeling the closeness between the two hearts. I don't know how long it took to slowly release her, and saw that there were still several tears hanging on her eyelashes. He helped her play with a low smile.

"Don't cry, little fool, or your eyes will be swollen tomorrow!"

On the seventh day of the summer, Feng Xun answered with a low voice and hurriedly looked for a mirror to see if his eyes were swollen. Seeing this, Feng Xun shook his head and jokingly said, "no, don't worry..."

"My whole body is swollen now. If my eyes are swollen again, I can't see any more!" She whispered.

Hearing her worried muttering, Feng Xun shakes his head in a funny way, holds her cheek, comforts her and says: "how can you, in my eyes, you have never changed!"

"You don't have to comfort me. I know I can't see now. I don't want to look in the mirror every day in the bathroom!" On the seventh day of the summer, he suddenly thought of something, grabbed his wrist and said, "Feng Xun, when I give birth to my baby, you must help me make an appointment for postpartum recovery service. I can't be so ugly all the time!"

"Little fool, don't you say that a good-looking skin bag is not as good as a soul with connotation? Why are you competing with yourself now?" Feng Xun kisses the tip of her nose and asks in a funny way.

"Having said that, I can't let my image go. I'm not responsible for myself and my spouse. Who doesn't want my partner to have both good-looking skin and interesting soul?"

On the seventh day of the summer, he raised his eyebrows and laughed, stroked his abdomen, felt a touch of his abdominal muscles, and said in a serious way: "if you become a big belly like that old man who doesn't care about body management, I will also take you to train together!"

Feng Xun was dumbfounded, took her hand and whispered in her ear, "your hand had better not go down, otherwise I don't know if I can hold it back!"

On the seventh day of the summer, he immediately took back his hand and glared at him angrily: "are you still thinking about this kind of thing after a few days of cold war with me?"

"Little girl, haven't you heard the old saying that the head of the bed quarrels with the tail of the bed?" Feng Xun asked with a low smile.

"Of course I've heard of it..." the seventh day of the summer picked an eyebrow and whispered, "but the first day you didn't, so you just had a cold war with me!"

"Well, that's why I regret it. It's not unreasonable that the old saying can be handed down to this day." Feng Xun lips slightly hook, involuntarily holding her stand up, left the study, toward the direction of the bedroom.

But the maid marina, who was watching Feng Shao and his wife carefully, saw clearly the scene of Feng Shao holding his wife back to her room by the light. She didn't know what Feng Shao said, and she seemed to have a blush on her face.

Then Feng Shao laughed happily, and his wife just pushed him, without struggling.