C30 What Excuse Do You Use to Ask for Leave of Absence

Mei Chuanqi's drowsiness and drunkenness disappeared without a trace. He rubbed his aching inner thigh and bellowed: Why are you pinching my thigh?

Feng Jingteng pulled his hand away, and gently rubbed Mei Chuanqi's twisted red thighs: Tell me, who exactly are those words you're saying?

His tone was very gentle, as if he was coaxing a child to sleep. However, Mei Chuanqi couldn't help but shiver, feeling that if he didn't answer this question properly, the inside of his thigh might be severely injured again.

"He's my friend in prison."

Feng Jingteng's dark and cold eyes finally regained a trace of warmth. "Your relationship with him is very good?"

"Average."

The pain in his leg slowly dissipated, and the dizziness struck again. Mei Chuanqi shook his head, trying to clear his mind.

When Feng Jingteng saw that he mentioned 'Yan', he did not seem to care about him at all. Only then did he hug him in satisfaction, lay on the bed together, and patted his back, and said: "Go to sleep."

Mei Chuanqi's head was spinning and he didn't have the strength to argue over why the two of them were lying on the same bed.

He rolled over and fell asleep.

Only at noon on the next day did Mei Chuanqi wake up from his sleep. Seeing an unfamiliar room, his expression became cold, and the drowsiness in his head immediately dispersed. He became extremely clear-headed.

He looked around vigilantly. When he saw the photo rack on the bedside table, he was stunned. The person in the photo was him, wearing a military uniform.

Where is this?

Mei Chuanqi walked to the french window and looked out. Outside the window was a big lush green lawn, and a little further away was a lake and forest. The atmosphere was extremely peaceful.

He massaged his aching temples and vaguely remembered that Feng Jingteng was the one who supported him out of the hotel last night after dinner. Could this be Feng Jingteng's home?

Mei Chuanqi turned around. He could not find his own clothes, nor could he casually open the wardrobe of others. He could only take out a bath cloth from the bathroom and wrapped it around his waist.

When he saw the sign on the door, he was startled once again. He pushed open one of the rooms and saw that the furnishings were almost exactly the same as the ones in his house.

Mei Chuanqi left the room and went to the side of Weiwei's studio. He saw Feng Jingteng holding the child and sitting in front of the table, seriously teaching the child how to write complex photon computer s.

Mei Ri was extremely smart. As long as she casually explained the situation, she would be able to understand even a little. After receiving Feng Jingteng's praise, her beautiful eyes curved up as she smiled complacently.

When Feng Jingteng heard the child's chuckle, he could not help but laugh. His thin and peerlessly beautiful lips curved up in a charming smile.

This scene caused Mei Chuanqi to be dumbstruck. If he was just a passerby, he would have definitely thought that Feng Jingteng and Mei Zheng were a pair of father and son.

Mei Ri quickly noticed the person standing at the door. His eyes shone brightly and he excitedly slipped down from Feng Jingteng's body, "Father!"

He ran over and hugged Mei Chuanqi's thighs.

Mei Chuanqi didn't buy his words, and placed both of his hands on his chest, smiling as he looked at him: "If I remember correctly, you're still going to school today."

"Dad, I'm on leave."

Mei Chuanqi raised his eyebrows, "Oh? What excuse did you use to ask for leave? "