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Feng Zhou didn't answer Cao Feng's question, he looked at the wine bottle silently.

But Cao Feng confirmed the intention behind his silence from his slightly stiff back.

Cao Feng patted him on the shoulder again, and he didn't know how to comfort Feng Zhou anymore, so he also drank from his glass.

Feng Zhou saw that after he started drinking, he stopped drinking himself. He propped his head and looked at Cao Feng for a while, and suddenly asked, "If Ke Yang didn't love you, would you still be with him?"

Cao Feng put down the wine glass, raised his eyebrows, and said jokingly, "Who does he love if I don't?"

Feng Zhou said: "What are you talking about? Why does he insist on loving you?"

Cao Feng said dissatisfied: "I, Cao Feng, am not better than Jiang Huan in any way, how could Ke Yang not love me?"

"However, it's not something that can be decided on whether it's good or not." Feng Zhou said.

Cao Feng sneered and said: "You say this, so you are really naive. You must be a virgin, right? You have never experienced anything, neither have you ever been in a relationship, nor have you slept with anyone? "

Cao Feng deliberately laughed at Feng Zhou, but Feng Zhou didn't accept the move, and looked at him indifferently.

Feng Zhou is a mixed race. He has been good-looking since he was a child. Of course, good-looking people are popular. When he was a student, no one knew his family background. Everyone was on an equal footing. The girls were enthusiastic and persistent without hesitation. There are quite a few people who crazily pursue him.After he grows up and works, he is not just a good-looking man, he is also labeled as the owner of Feng's young master, which makes him appear superior. Girls who like him have to weigh their positions and dare not Pursue him passionately.

Because he is too busy with work, he rarely has the opportunity to meet women outside of work. The women he comes into contact with at work, those young and small ones, naturally only dare to look at him from a distance and dare not chase after him when he sees this high-altitude flower However, no matter how dull Feng Zhou is, he can understand other people's admiring eyes. He is big, and everyone loves beauty. Women especially love beauty, so of course they are especially willing to admire his handsome appearance. In addition, he has outstanding ability, temperament, and family background, which will arouse people's hearts even more, but these The woman knew that she was older than him and her family was not as rich as the Feng family, so she only dared to touch him secretly and dare not pursue him blatantly, for fear of being ridiculed for wanting to eat tender grass.

Don't say that Feng Zhou doesn't know about these things, the male friends around him have made fun of him countless times, but he always pretends to be stupid and pretends nothing happened.

Even Qinghe had told him many times with jealousy whether a certain beautiful woman had taken a fancy to him, and he would always position the favor of this kind of woman as an ordinary friend relationship, not too much contact, but it would not make people feel that he was Disrespectful and affect work.

Because this kind of thing happened too much, he was forced to grasp the distance of getting along just right.

Facing the enthusiasm of women, Feng Zhou can always be at ease. He has more confidence in his own charm than anyone else, so he can always do it when facing the ridicule of smart friends such as Cao Feng and Shao Yuanjin. Unwavering, not at all meant to be hit.

Cao Feng saw that he was so calm and that no matter what he said, he couldn't arouse his emotions, so he couldn't help feeling very boring.

Then, he said: "Probably only people with very pure feelings will think that emotional matters are just fate, and have nothing to do with everything else. How is this possible."

"Appearance, breath, temperament, family background, career, property, circle of friends, relationship network, habits, knowledge, temperament, way of thinking, sensitivity, etc., these things make up a person. One person has to change himself to cater to another person It is difficult to like you, but with your ability, it is not difficult to make someone who doesn't love you love you."

Feng Zhou said: "Have you moved Ke Yang by relying on these?"

Cao Feng raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't you think my being with Ke Yang is not a successful case? Do you disdain it?"

Feng Zhou said: "No. My baby and I wish you happiness."

Cao Feng said with a smile: "Speaking of which, no matter how hard I try, Ke Yang doesn't want to be with me, he doesn't love me at all, then my enthusiasm will probably run out in the future, but we are together , we work hard for each other, it will be very different. So, maybe fate also plays a big role.”

Feng Zhou looked at him and stopped talking.

Cao Feng thought for a while and said: "Xiao Qinghe is indeed very likable. If you really must have him, then find a way to get him, isn't it better than drinking boring wine here?"

Feng Zhou didn't want to look at him, so he turned his head to the other side.

Seeing his conflicting attitude, Cao Feng was dissatisfied and said: "Why are you being so hypocritical and whining like an old woman? If you want to ask me to come out for a drink, I'll give you an idea, but you still have to pretend to be aloof here .You look like this, beat yourself as a bachelor."

Feng Zhou turned back and glared at him angrily, and spoke harshly to him, "Qinghe is my younger brother, my own younger brother, I got him?! If Ke Yang was your younger brother, how dare you take him to bed like this!"

Cao Feng shrugged his shoulders, "Then you're drinking here by yourself, I'm too lazy to accompany you. However, if you don't dare to do it yourself, maybe someone else will do it in a few days. You don't dare to do it while watching others do it. What’s more, you hurt your darling at will, treat him like a grass, and throw it away after playing casually.”

"Who dares!" Feng Zhou's eyes were about to burst into flames.

Cao Feng said: "Who would dare?! If Qinghe wasn't the young master of the Feng family, with a tender face like him, there would be many people who would want to play with him."

Feng Zhou didn't speak anymore, but his vicious expression seemed like he was going to kill someone.

At this time, Cao Feng smiled sweetly and said: "I have agreed with Ke Yang that we will go to Canada to get married this year. We will have children at the age of 34. We will have three children, two brothers and one sister. In the future, our youngest daughter will We may also be sad when we get married, but that will be a long time later, hey."

He smiled happily, completely ignoring Feng Zhou's black face.

Feng Zhou was in a panic. Cao Feng's words were both reasonable and unreasonable, so he had to drink to relieve his boredom.

Cao Feng said: "My baby, instead of giving it to others and not taking it seriously, why don't you take it and protect it yourself. I used to see Ke Yang acting like a cow in front of Jiang Huan, and every time I thought about it, I would get angry. "

Feng Zhou's drinking capacity is not low, but drinking like him, he gradually became drunk.

He was leaning on the sofa with an expressionless face, as if he was in deep thought, but upon closer inspection, his eyes were a little loose.

When the phone rang, he had no idea he was going to answer it.Cao Feng took out his mobile phone and took a look. It showed a picture of Qinghe squatting on the beach and playing with sand. Cao Feng took a look at Feng Zhou and answered the phone. Qinghe's voice came: "Brother, where are you? Why don't you go home? Aren't you coming back to sleep tonight?"

Cao Feng glanced at Feng Zhou again, but Feng Zhou didn't respond, so he said, "I'm Cao Feng, Feng Zhou is next to me, he's drunk, come and get him back."

"Ah?" There was surprise and worry in Qinghe's voice, "Brother is drunk? Where are you? I'll pick him up."

Feng Zhou and Cao Feng belonged to a slow shaker, sitting in the inner compartment. When Qinghe came over, Cao Feng was playing with his mobile phone, and Feng Zhou was leaning on the sofa, as if asleep.

Qing He only thanked Cao Feng, and walked to Feng Zhou. He bent down to look at Feng Zhou, and touched his forehead with his hand, which was a little hot.

"Brother, brother?" Qinghe called him softly, but Feng Zhou didn't respond at all.

Qing He frowned worriedly, and wanted to help Feng Zhou up, but his strength was too weak. As soon as he hugged Feng Zhou up a little, Feng Zhou bumped into him and knocked him down on the sofa. Also buried on his body.

Qinghe's jaw hurt from being hit by him, but he didn't care about it, so he could only hug him tightly for fear that he would fall to the ground.

Holding Feng Zhou in his arms, Qing He asked Cao Feng who had put away his cell phone but couldn't come to help: "Why is my brother drunk? He usually holds a lot of alcohol."

Cao Feng pointed to the wine bottles on the table, which were all foreign wines with high alcohol content, "Feng Zhou drank them all, do you think he can't get drunk?"

Qinghe realized that Feng Zhou was drinking to drown his sorrows before he got drunk, otherwise how could such a thing happen, he frowned and asked, "Do you know why he drank so much? I thought he was just talking about business. drunk."

Cao Feng said: "You can ask him, I don't know why he wants to drink."

"Yeah." Qing He responded, asked Cao Feng to help Feng Zhou up, and led him away from the bar.

The driver was waiting outside the bar in the car, and Qinghe supported Feng Zhou to sit in the back seat. He was afraid that Feng Zhou would be uncomfortable lying on the seat, so he kept his arms around his waist and let him lean on his shoulders.

Cao Feng didn't know whether Feng Zhou was really drunk unconscious, or pretended to be drunk unconscious, he stood outside the car door and said to Qinghe: "Take Feng Zhou back, let him drink some hangover soup."

Qinghe said: "Yes. Brother Cao Feng, thank you. How do you go back? Do you want to take our car?"

Cao Feng said, "No need, I'll take a taxi back."

Qinghe said: "Then take our car. Otherwise, it's inconvenient for you to take a taxi."

Cao Feng said: "If I can't get a taxi, I will ask my driver to pick me up. I just want to walk, and I don't want to sit in the car now."

Qinghe couldn't help it, so he could only say: "Okay then, goodbye."

Along the way, Qinghe kept gently stroking Feng Zhou's forehead and chest to make him feel better.

With the help of the driver, Qing He got Feng Zhou into the house and put him on the bed in the bedroom.

After thanking the driver and sending him out of the bedroom, he went into the room to take off Feng Zhou's pants and socks, and then went to twist a towel to wipe his face and hands.

Feng Zhou was in a deep sleep at first, but when he was fumigated by the heat of the towel, he was about to vomit. Qinghe was startled, and quickly helped him up, dragging him into the bathroom, where Feng Zhou vomited obscurantly on the toilet. .

Qing He patted his back and asked him, "Brother, how are you?"

But Feng Zhou didn't answer him in a daze.

Qinghe went to get some water for him to rinse his mouth. After working for a while, Feng Zhou finally got better, and he helped him back to the bed.

Feng Zhou fell on the bed, and when Qinghe was about to cover him with a quilt, Feng Zhou suddenly grabbed his hand, Qinghe lowered his head and asked him, "Brother, what's the matter, are you still not feeling well?"

Feng Zhou took advantage of the situation and hugged his waist, Qinghe was brought down on the bed by his strength, Feng Zhou hugged him even tighter, buried his face in his neck, kissed him wildly and eagerly, he His lips were hot and hard, and Qinghe was startled by his kissing and biting, and then became a little sad, not knowing who Feng Zhou thought he was, so he gnawed on him while holding him.

Qinghe wanted to push him away: "Brother, it's me, let me go."

Feng Zhou didn't let him go, he raised his head buried on his neck, and kissed Qinghe's cheek indiscriminately. Qinghe wanted to dodge, but he didn't move quickly. Instead, he was hugged and pressed by Feng Zhou, who was in a drunk state On the bed, Qinghe was almost hard to breathe under Feng Zhou's pressure, and Feng Zhou pressed down and kissed his lips.

Qinghe's eyes widened in shock, Feng Zhou's eyes were half-opened and half-closed, the eyes were dark and faint, covered with a layer of red and watery after drunkenness.

Feng Zhou kissed him and called him vaguely: "Baby..."

Feng Zhou's kiss smelled of wine, he used both lips, teeth and tongue, Qinghe was bitten painfully by him, suffocated by the smell of wine and the heat of his breath, he felt drunk too, his heart almost jumped out of his chest, and was even sucked by him. After reacting, he was shocked and dazed. When he thought Feng Zhou would take another step, Feng Zhou fell on top of him and did not respond.

Qinghe pushed Feng Zhou away in a panic and told him to lie down. He got up from the bed and stood by the bed, his face flushed, and he went to see Feng Zhou again. Feng Zhou had already fallen asleep.

Qinghe had to run away quickly.