The Goddess of Fast Transmigration: The Villain Boss Wants to Counterattack

Chapter 175 Evil Ghosts Run Away 7
"Sir, dinner is ready." Feng Jiasheng's three meals a day are very regular, and he pays attention to health preservation.

After washing his hands, Feng Jiasheng came to the restaurant and sat down.

Feng Zheng, who was called down by the servant, had a gentle smile on his face, and took the seat next to Feng Jiasheng, which was completely the same as when he just entered the door.

"Why don't you tell me when you come back, so I can come down to accompany you.

I don't know if I won't see you for a day. I'm so bored. If I miss you in the future, I can go to your company to find you, okay? "

"If you don't speak, I will take it as your default."

Feng Jiasheng didn't reply very much every time, so Feng Zheng didn't care, he justified himself where he was, until the end of the meal, Feng Jiasheng didn't say a word, just put down his chopsticks and went upstairs to the study.

As soon as Feng Jiasheng left, Feng Zheng put the chopsticks on the table with a snap, her face twisted.

She didn't believe it, she couldn't win a man.

Those coquettish junkies outside had no way to enter Feng's house.

Feng Zheng is very aware of how many people are envious of her current position, so she is even less likely to give up. She has finally reached this point, and she must not give up.

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I don't know if it was Feng Jiasheng's illusion, but he always felt that the temperature in the study room was much colder than outside, so cold that it made people feel chills.

Feng Jiasheng sat on the chair, his mind was empty, and he looked at the sky without focus.

The presence of that woman made him a little annoyed.

I don't know how long it took, the light in the room gradually dimmed, and Feng Jiasheng, who was already asleep on the chair, felt as if he had a dream.

There was a woman in a red wedding dress walking towards him, brushing her fingers over her face, lips, and even slowly lifting her chin, so close that he could smell the fragrance from her body.

It was fragrant and sweet, and he wanted more of it.

Before the dream was finished, it was interrupted by a sudden white light.

Feng Zheng didn't know when she came in, she stood at the door and looked at herself.

Like an illusion, he always felt that there was an overly ferocious expression under Feng Zheng's gentle face.

From the very beginning, she felt that this woman was weird, even a little naughty.

"Why are you here? Didn't I mention the study room, don't you want to come?"

"What time is it? If I don't come over, do you want to sit here and sleep tonight?"

Feng Jiasheng glanced at the time, it was already one o'clock in the morning, it was indeed a bit late.

"Go back, I'll go to rest in a while."

Feng Zheng made a detour to Feng Jiasheng from the other side of the table, wearing a pair of suspenders under the thin knitted sweater, and the inside of the suspenders was vacuum.

"It's so late, I'm a little scared to sleep alone." Feng Zheng said, taking advantage of the situation, trying to get on Feng Jiasheng's lap.

Just when he was about to get there, Feng Jiasheng raised his hand and pushed her out, and pushed her to kneel and sit on the ground in a very embarrassing posture.

Feng Zheng looked at Feng Jiasheng in disbelief, his eyes were full of death control and grievance, "I am your fiancee, how could you treat me like this."

"Jiasheng, I'm going to sleep with you tonight, or else neither of us will sleep."

"Don't make trouble for no reason." If Feng Jiasheng's face could be considered calm just now, it could be considered cold and hard now.

(End of this chapter)