presumptuous

Feng Jiuwang's mind was full of messy thoughts, but he didn't care about the people who went in and out of the bar.

Chu Xiayi came in with four or five men and women, and immediately saw Feng Jiuwang sitting alone at the bar.

"Feng Zhuwang."

Chu Xiayi called him, but he didn't seem to hear it or pretended not to hear it, and sat firmly, looking down at the wine in the glass, the purple-red liquid was reflected in the black pupils.

Chu Xiayi let go of her male companion's hand and walked towards Feng Jiuwang.She was dressed beautifully today. She put on a coat when she came, and took it off when she entered the bar. The leather skirt wrapped her buttocks, and her feet stepped out rhythm and rhythm.

Feng Jiuwang didn't even look at her.

She stood next to Feng Jiuwang, "Why are you free today? Wei Yang and the others can't even call you."

Only then did Feng Juwang squint at her, "Come drink." He was not answering Chu Xiayi's question at all.

Chu Xiayi put her arms on the cold bar, her plump breasts were squeezed into the middle by her arms, she brushed her hair, and the pleasant fruity fragrance came out again.

Feng Juwang frowned, and retreated, but didn't say anything.

It hurts more than not talking.

The smile on Chu Xiayi's face faded, "Then you drink it, I'm going to play."

There was a lot of noise on the dance floor, Chu Xiayi walked over and took her male partner's arm again, whispered something in her ear, rubbing her lipsticked lips ambiguously against her male partner's ear.

She knew Feng Jiuwang was watching.

But there was nothing in that line of sight, not even curiosity, he just looked, like looking at anyone in this bar.

The bartender was very enthusiastic. He stood behind Feng Jiuwang and said, "It's okay, brother. If you are green, you will be green. There is no grass anywhere in the world. Why bother to fall in love with a single flower, but such a beautiful girlfriend is really hard to find... "

Feng Juwang looked away: "You also think she is pretty?"

The bartender didn't expect him to talk to him, so he was taken aback and said, "Of course, I've been here for so long, she may be the most straight-faced and best-looking I've ever seen."

Although the words are rough, but the meaning came.

Feng Jiuwang took another sip of his wine without expressing any attitude.

The bartender got excited, and took advantage of his free time to ask, "What do you mean by my brother's words, have you ever seen a better-looking one?"

Feng Jiuwang looked at Chu Xiayi and her male partner, skin-to-skin and slow dance, but stopped answering.

Everyone likes beautiful skins, they are like the wings of a butterfly, and the ugly body is decorated with various patterns.

All are like butterflies.

It was a sleepless night, and it still smells like rust and dead trees.

Feng Juwang didn't stay in the bar very late, he climbed over the wall and returned to the dormitory before twelve o'clock, and everyone who entered the door didn't sleep.

As the head of the dormitory, Wu Haofei was the first to question him: "Feng Jiuwang, where the hell did you go? You didn't answer your phone calls, do you know how anxious the director was and how many times he called me?!" He After speaking, he sighed again, "Your mother brought your younger sister to the school, and the instructor is probably still in the hotel with her. You can figure out how to solve it yourself."

Feng Juwang immediately frowned, turned back without stepping in the dormitory door, turned on the phone and called Yu, but it took a long time to get through.

"Feng Jiuwang, do you still know how to turn it on?"

You see, really angry.The tone was cold, mixed with tiredness, and even so he said patiently: "Are you going back to the dormitory? It's already so late, let's talk about the rest tomorrow, and ask the head of the dormitory to send me a video testimonial Everything is ready, this matter will not be over like this, you can wait for punishment tomorrow."

"Who is next to you?" Feng Jiuwang asked directly, regardless of other matters.

Yu Huan paused there: "I'm already home, not with you...your aunt, she told me something today, I'll talk to you tomorrow. You should have a good rest first, they are all worried about you , don’t come out again after you go back, remember to call them to tell them they’re safe.”

"I've already come out." Feng Zhuwang slowed down, the surroundings were silent, the empty streets, the dark night, and the cold penetrated into the body from the soles of his feet, "What did she tell you?"

"You go back! The rest will be settled tomorrow..."

"What did Chen Fangmei tell you?"

Yu also sighed, "Where are you now?"

He seemed to be always asking where Feng Juwang was, looking around, stepping into the cold night, looking for traces of a disobedient boy who didn't know where he was going.

Feng Juwang will always give him a definite position and give him the right to choose.

——I'm right here, will you come to me?

Two 10 minutes later.

The taxi stopped in front of Feng Jiuwang, and Yu opened the car door. He was wrapped up warmly, with cotton coats and hats fully equipped, and looked at Feng Jiuwang angrily: "Still in the car?"

Feng Ju looked down the steps and stepped on the broken leaves, "Where are you going?"

"Do you still want me to stand on the curb with you and talk?"

Feng Juwang's originally stern expression melted away, revealing a child-like naughty smile, "That's better, you are so afraid of the cold."

The point is not that at all.

Yu wanted to beat someone up.

The taxi drove halfway, and Yu Huan finally asked, "Why didn't you answer the phone?" He felt something was wrong when he said it, as if his little girlfriend was questioning her boyfriend, so weird.

The teacher closed his mouth again with a depressed face.

Feng Jiuwang replied, "The phone is turned off."

"Is there no electricity?"

Feng Jiuwang didn't dare to say no, and gave a vague "huh".

Yu also glanced at him.

Feng Jiuwang said: "Teacher is so fierce."

Yu still couldn't believe his ears, his beautiful round eyes widened: "Where am I being fierce? You were clearly the one on the phone just now."

It's over, it's more like a little girlfriend making a small report.

Feng Zhuwang obediently admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, I was a little emotional just now."

Yu also tried to put on airs as a teacher, "You know that too?"

Feng Jiuwang cooperated so much, but he couldn't say anything more, so he straightened his back and fell down.

"Skipping class and sleeping, Feng Jiu wants you to let me tell you what you want?" Yu was still tugging at the hat in his hand, and his voice was a little soft in the second half, "Can't you save me some snacks?"

The night was very dark, and the street lights were very bright, and the light shone softly on Yu Huan's body through the car window.

Feng Jiuwang said, "I'm sorry."

He often said these three words, but this time he really apologized.It's very cold tonight, the teacher is so afraid of the cold, he shouldn't be let out, and there is no reason for him to receive Chen Fangmei and make him wait so long.

It's a pity that Yu still can't hear the difference. It seems that he has something on his mind and doesn't know whether to talk about it. He looked at Feng Jiuwang several times but hesitated to speak.

The taxi stopped in a neighborhood, Feng Jiuwang opened the door and stepped out, Yu was still putting on his hat seriously.

Feng Juwang opened the car door: "Do you still need to wear a hat for such a short distance?"

Yu ignored him, opened the car door on the other side and came out: "Let's go, this way."

Feng Juwang raised an eyebrow, closed the car door on his side, and trotted to catch up with Yu Huan.

"Are you going to the teacher's house?"

"What else? Talk to a nightclub?"

Feng Juwang was caught off guard and choked, with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Brother, you have turned bad."

"Don't get close to me."

Yu Huan's residence is very warm, this is Feng Jiuwang's first feeling, stepping in is like getting into a small warm stove, the carpet is fluffy, and the sofa is also soft.

"Do you need a change of slippers?"

"No... just come in barefoot." Yu Huan gave him a suspicious look after speaking, "Are the socks clean?"

"Do I need to take it off?"

Yu was still struggling: "No, it's still not necessary."

Yu Huan was also stepping on the floor with bare feet, but he took off his socks, exposing his round toes, curled up and grabbed the floor unconsciously to keep warm.

Feng Juwang observed calmly.

Yu Huan's ankles are so thin that he can hold them with one hand, and the backs of his feet are so white that they can't see the sun.

"Go and sit on the sofa." Yu Huan said almost commandingly.

Feng Juwang didn't resist at all, and sat down obediently. The sofa was so soft that his back was straight, and he almost jumped up from it.

Yu was still pouring water in the kitchen, when he heard Feng Jiuwang in the living room complaining in a drawn-out voice: "Teacher, this sofa is so soft, it scared me."

Yu didn't bother to talk to him, so he replied with two words: "It deserves it."

It is 24:[-] in the morning, and Yu still puts a glass of boiled water in front of Feng Jiuwang.

Feng Jiuwang: "Is there no drink?"

Yu Huan: "What do you drink for the big night?"

Feng Juwang picked up the water glass, and Yu thought about it for a while and said, "Are you quarreling with your family again?"

"It doesn't count."

"That's not what your parents told me when they came to school today."

"What did she tell you?" The relaxed atmosphere just now seemed to be an illusion, Feng Jiuwang said, "You can ignore her, and if you keep your attitude cool, she won't pester you anymore."

Yu also reminded him: "Feng Jiuwang."

"She's not really worried about me, she just wants to find someone to complain to. If you comfort her, she can tell you anything." Feng Zhuwang tilted his head, "According to the teacher's personality, he must be comforting her, right? What did she tell you?"

Yu still pursed his lips, not knowing what to say.