Chapter 185

Early in the morning, Tao Yaoyao woke up and felt as if his whole body had been crushed by a kilogram of weight. His throat was smoking and his lips were dry and cracked. She lay in bed for a while before sleeping at home. But last night, she didn't eat out with her cousin Yan Nuo, drank wine, seemed to be drunk, and then fell asleep on the table. So how did she come back? She opened the quilt, got out of bed, opened the door and went out. Then she saw Feng Zhuo reading the newspaper at the dining table in the living room“ Eh? You're back. You took me home last night? " She would be broken when she was drunk. I vaguely remember that she seemed to have received a call from Feng Zhuo last night, and then he asked her where to eat. Then he should have picked herself up, but what about her cousin“ Feng Zhuo, my cousin... "It seems that she knows what she is thinking. Feng Zhuo has given the answer without waiting for her to ask:" I was able to take her home last night. " Tao Yaoyao breathed a sigh of relief: "thank you..." what are you doing standing silly? When you wake up, go wash and have breakfast. "“ Come right away. " Tao Yaoyao said that he had turned around and ran to the washroom. When she was brushing her teeth, she saw herself in the mirror. Her snow-white neck seemed to have a little red trace. Lean forward to have a closer look“ Ah, eh!!! " Tao Yaoyao emptied his hand and covered his neck. What's going on? Why are there red marks on your neck? I got hurt when I was drunk yesterday. Did I rub it myself or was I bitten by someone? Was it Fengjiao... Kiss? This idea made Tao Yaoyao's heart suddenly jump up like a drum, very loudly. She then remembered those strange spring dreams she often had. Every time she woke up, there seemed to be a memory of his lips and tongue and his fingers slipping on her skin. Bright and thrilling. Tao Yaoyao's face turned red. He quickly cleaned his toothbrush and washed his face with cold water to calm himself down- Tao Yaoyao sat down opposite Feng Zhuo, did not move the breakfast on the table, but looked straight at Feng Zhuo. Today's Feng Zhuo is wearing a very ordinary white shirt, but he looks noble and elegant. Only handsome and handsome can't describe this man. Just one face will never have such charm. His extraordinary temperament, cold and arrogant demeanor, and his excessively handsome face complement each other. Evil spirits, domineering side leakage and charm all sentient beings. No matter how many times you look at him and how much time you look at him, you can't help being absorbed and make you daydream. The sun came in through the window and fell on him. The people and scenery were the same, like a beautiful painting. Feng Shao, who looked down at the newspaper, suddenly beat his fingers on the table rhythmically: "if you don't eat any more, it's going to be cold." Tao Yaoyao coughed: "that... That... Eat now..." her eyes were on his fingers. His fingers were clear and slender, and even his finger shells were very matched. These were a pair of hands playing the piano, suitable for playing music on a woman's snow-white skin. Then, Tao Yaoyao recalled the plot in the dream, that is, the hands brushed her skin... Feng Shao slowly lifted her eyelids and half narrowed her eyes, just looking at Tao Yaoyao's eyes. Tao Yaoyao jumped in his heart and quickly picked up the toast on the plate in front of him with a guilty conscience