I promise you a kiss

Feng Jiayue took the initiative to open the room, and Fan Nian waited for her at the elevator entrance, watching her whisper a few words into the front desk's ear.

From her angle, she could only see Feng Jiayue's profile.Feng Nian's delicate jaw line reaches down to her collarbone, several meters away, Fan Nian has the illusion that he can smell her faint body fragrance.

She suddenly thought of Zhao Quan in the box.

The moment the door was opened, Zhao Quan was less than half a meter away from Feng Jiayue.

When she came back to her senses, Feng Jiayue had already stood in front of her with her room card.Without waiting for the other party to speak, Fan Nian said inexplicably: "Zhao Quan is a playboy, changing women is the same as changing clothes."

Feng Jiayue calmly said: "Really?"

The elevator stopped at the first floor. She opened the door, stepped in, and pressed the button for the highest floor.

As the elevator ascended, Fan Nian felt top-heavy.

She licked her lips lightly, tasting the sweetness of milk.Obviously Feng Jiayue ordered a glass of milk for her just now, but she felt that what she downed was a whole bottle of liqueur.

While her head was dizzy, a delicate catkin pressed her temple.

Fan Nian looked up, only to realize that Feng Jiayue, who was standing by the door, had already walked beside her.

The editor-in-chief of Fengda was obviously in a bad mood: "What's wrong? Dizziness?"

"It's okay." Fan Nian shook her head, avoiding her hands.

Feng Jiayue suddenly sneered, but she didn't approach, and backed away again.

Soon, the elevator arrived.

There are only two rooms on this floor, and Feng Jiayue opened the door on the left with her key card.

When she got to the room, she turned around and asked, "Will you take a bath?"

Fan Nian nodded.

Of course she knew what she was going to do when she came to the hotel at this time, and she didn't make too much fuss, she just asked, "Do you wash first, or me?"

Feng Jiayue stretched her waist and squeezed out the beautiful butterfly bones on her back: "Don't waste time, let's go together."

Fan Nian covered her face.

The two of them had already unlocked the bathroom scene when they were in the main house of the Fan family, but now they suddenly said that they wanted to take a bath together, Fan Nian was still a little shy.

She coughed lightly and was about to nod, but she heard Feng Jiayue pointing to the depth of the room and saying: "I'll go to the bathroom inside, you can use the one outside, is that okay?"

Fan Nian was stunned for a long time, and after realizing it, he turned and went into the bathroom next to him.

She was a little annoyed.

She knew in her heart that Feng Jiayue was deliberately teasing herself, she clearly wanted physical contact more than she did, how could she come up with such a bad idea of ​​one bathroom per person?

But why does Jiayue do this.

Fan Nian still couldn't figure out why until the warm water poured down his head.

Feng Jiayue took the initiative to go to the class reunion, and Yu Wenyao also asked her to go out because of Feng Jiayue's invitation. She also drank all the milk ordered by Feng Jiayue. Still acting like you're being unreasonable?

Moreover, she also talked to Zhao Quan when she was not around, and accepted Zhao Quan's business card in front of her. Shouldn't she be the one who was angry?

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became. After taking a bath, President Fan didn't feel refreshed at all, but a little angry.

She quickly rinsed off the foam on her body, put on a bathrobe, and walked out.

Before Feng Jiayue came out, she sat on the sofa for a while, when she suddenly heard a knock on the door.

Fan Nian went to open the door, only to find that it was the hotel waiter.

"Hello, the red wine you asked for has been brought to you." The waiter said.

Fan Nian guessed that the things should have been requested at the front desk before Feng Jiayue.

She clearly said that she was the one who was hungry, but she ordered red wine?How can this kind of thing be full?

"Is there any porridge?" She asked the waiter, "Please cook two bowls of porridge for me in the kitchen, and bring me a plate of fried seasonal vegetables."

The waiter nodded, took down her order, and left with the cart.

Fan Nian went back to the room, just after putting the red wine on the table, Feng Jiayue came out wiping her hair.

This high-end hotel prepared two types of bathrobes: long and short. It is already late autumn. Although there is air conditioning in the room and it is not too cold, Fan Nian still chose the long one that reaches the ankle.

But Feng Jiayue came out wearing a short bathrobe that couldn't cover her knees.

The belt around her waist was not fastened properly, Fan Nian admired the scenery of Yubai's calf as she walked around.

"Has the wine been delivered?" Feng Jiayue saw the wine on the table.

Fan Nian twisted the bridge of his nose: "Didn't you drink enough just now? Why did you order wine again?"

"I didn't drink to my heart's content, I'm afraid you will miss it." Feng Jiayue replied sourly.

She threw the towel on the chair next to her, and walked towards a cabinet on the other side with a sudden step.

After flipping through two drawers, she found what she wanted.

"When you go to the bar, don't you usually play some small games of persuasion?" Feng Jiayue played with the dice in her hand, "Today, more or less because of my presence, Mr. Fan lost the fun of drinking with his high school classmates. I I feel sorry for myself, and I thought about making it up to you along the way."

Fan Nian put her arms around her chest: "Is this why you came to the hotel?"

"That's right." Feng Jiayue opened her eyes and said nonsense.

She returned to Fan Nian, bent her long legs, and sat down on the carpet, patted her side to invite Fan Nian to sit down together.

Fan Nian hesitated for two seconds, and sat opposite her.

There was a transparent three-legged table between the two of them. Since the bottom was hollowed out, Feng Jiayue stretched her legs over and got under Fan Nian's skirt.

President Fan frowned.

Feng Jiayue lightly hooked her calf a few times with her toes.

She changed her face very quickly. At this time, she changed her previous indifferent appearance and became gentle and harmless: "It's cold~ Ah Nian let me cover it."

"Why don't you wear a long bathrobe?" Fan Nian complained awkwardly.

Even though she said so, she still adjusted the skirt so that half of Feng Jiayue's calf could be covered under her bathrobe.

"How can you deprive Boss Fan of his favor just because you're afraid of the cold?" Feng Jiayue blinked.

While talking, her toes became restless again, and gently rubbed against a piece of skin under the knee socket on Fan Nian's leg.

After several "in-depth exchanges" before, she knew that Fan Nian was a little sensitive.

Sure enough, Fan Nian's face turned red in an instant, and she held her feet together with both hands: "Don't move around!"

"Okay, I won't make trouble anymore." Feng Dahu put aside his teasing intentions, "Well, there will be time to 'disturb' later, and now I have to do serious things."

She put the dice clock and dice in her hand on the table.

"Tools are limited, let's do a simple one, 'guess the size'." She pointed to the three dice in the dice clock, and said to Fan Nian: "The person who guesses wrong must tell the other party a question truthfully. Of course, If you don't want to answer, have a glass of wine."

Of course Fan Nian has no interest in this kind of game.

But she wasn't sure what tricks Feng Jiayue was playing, and she really wanted to ask Feng Jiayue a question, so she nodded in agreement.

Feng Jiayue took the red wine jug next to her, poured out two glasses, and placed it beside the dice clock.

Then, she took the dice clock and shook it five or six times.

"It's started." Feng Jiayue looked at Fan Nian, "I did it, let Boss Fan guess first."

Fan Nian stared at the dice clock: "Big."

"Then I'll guess Xiao." Feng Jiayue lifted the lid.

3, 5, 1 - small.

Feng Jiayue smiled: "It seems that I won the next game first."

"Ask." Fan Nian was straightforward.

The author has something to say:

Uuuuuuuuuuuu This chapter is a bit short, I've actually finished the plot, and the next chapter will be the climax of the story /// tide!But because I want to control the number of words, I still split it into two chapters!

More tomorrow at 6 pm!Thank you cute for your support! ! !