Opposite, Qin Feimo lightly raised his eyes, glanced at her relish eating, the corners of his mouth rose suddenly, as if he didn't even notice it.
As if feeling that gaze, Feng Jinglei suddenly raised her eyes during the meal, and met his hot eyes, suddenly stagnating.
Of course, after Qin Feimo touched her eyes, Yun Danfeng lowered his eyes lightly and ate elegantly.
Seeing his slow movements, it seemed as if she was not seeing her just now, Feng Jinglei didn't say anything, and continued to lower her head to eat.
The dinner is over, and it's half past eight in the evening.
"Full?" He put down his dishes, wiped his hands with a napkin, and looked up at the person opposite.
It seems that her appetite today seems to be okay, more than what she ate at the Commander’s Mansion.
Meeting the man's dark eyes, Feng Jinglei nodded, "Yes."
"Then go."
He got up and headed toward the door of the private room first, still not planning to wait for her.
And Feng Jinglei seemed to have gotten used to it. After all, she was not Mu Qianqian either. Presumably, the only person in this world who would let him stop and wait was Mu Qianqian.
Qin Feimo's pace was still slow, walking in the quiet corridor, looking very deep and elegant, especially the long and thin back, under the dim yellow light, it was extremely mysterious.
Seeing him walking very slowly, Feng Jinglei also slowed down, so the distance from him was further.
Feeling nothing behind him, Qin Feimo frowned slightly and stopped suddenly, turning his head to find that she was still several meters away from him.
"Not full?"
A deep and thick voice came, and Feng Jinglei was stunned, raised her head slightly, and looked at the man in front of him dumbly, "Huh?"
"Otherwise, why is it so slow?"
Slow? Obviously he also walked very slowly, right?
Feng Jinglei thought that it was to match his pace to slow down, but he didn't expect him to appreciate it.
Glancing at the man, she trot a few steps to keep up with her.
"What is the relationship between you and Xiang Jinnan?"
As he walked silently with his head down, the voice of the man next to him suddenly sounded, and the question was still such an unexpected sentence, which made Feng Jinglei stunned.
"What?" She spoke unconsciously, because Qin Feimo's question was a bit sudden.
He turned his head slightly and walked side by side with her.
She was 1.68 meters tall and still looked very petite when she stood beside him.
"What is the relationship between you and Xiang Jinnan?" Surprisingly, he was very patient.
She froze for a few seconds, then looked away from his face and looked at the front of the corridor.
"Friendship."
She is a little strange, this question should belong to her personal question? Why is Qin Feimo interested in her personal affairs?
Or is it because it's too boring and there is no topic, so just find a topic to ask?
After listening to her answer, Qin Feimo didn't say a word anymore, but made her a little uncomfortable.
She thought that after she answered, he would ask more or less, but there was nothing but silence.
"what--"
She was immersed in her own thoughts, followed his steps, and didn't notice that the corner in front was about to go downstairs. As a result, one didn't notice, and she almost slipped down the stairs.
Fortunately, Qin Feimo, the hand leader, responded quickly and reached out in time to grab her.
Then he twisted his eyebrows and stared at her, "I can't even walk?"
She was still in shock, her face was a little pale from the shock, she looked at the man dullly, and took a deep breath.