His Wife Calls The Shots

Chapter 691

He looked at her stunned look and smiled gently: "I'll tell you anything else I want to know."

Seeing the increasing expectations in his eyes, Qian Miao thought of her own concerns and said, "It's nothing."

She is not a fool. Now, she understands that Feng Xian must know something and expects her to tell her past.

But she didn't want to look back at that time.

Feng Xian nodded and said, "The matter is already settled, I will deal with it soon, don't worry."

"Are you still eating?" He pointed to the rest of the barbecue and didn't continue talking about the Dark Alliance.

Seeing that the roasting was done, Qian Miao reached out to get it and could not waste it.

As a result, just as he moved his hand, Feng Xian had already fed the meat to her mouth and said, "The last bite, I'm too full to sleep well."

Qian Miao didn't hesitate, just opened her mouth and ate it.

When Feng Xian took out the things, she took the mobile phone and sent a message to Heiji.

[Pay attention to the dark alliance, check who is targeting Feng Xian and find him out. 】

[Black Chicken: Boss, what's wrong? A mouthful of anger. 】

[It's okay, just do as I say. 】

[Heiji: Boss, I suddenly feel that you don't love me anymore. 】

[Black Chicken: Feng Xian seems to be a man more important than me in your heart. (Wronged)】

[Qian Mi: Otherwise, what do you think? 】

[Black Chicken: (Ah! Heartbroken!).jpg]

Qian Mi pursed her lips and put down her phone.

Too full, she walked around the room for a while before sitting down.

Anyway, Wei Wu didn't come back, she sat and waited.

After about ten minutes, the door opened.

The person who came back was not Wei Wu, but Feng Xian.

"A-chan won't let me in."

Qian Miao thought about it for a while, thinking about Wei Wu's thoughts on Feng Can, and said to Feng Xian, "You sleep with me, and I sleep here."

She walked to Wei Wu's bed.

Feng Xian was full of joy, closed the door, and walked in.

The tall and tall body stood beside her, lining her 1.7 meters tall, a little bird.

"Take a look, what is this?"

He stretched out his palm and spread it out.

Qian Miao's eyes lit up, she looked at the little thing in his palm, and took it carefully.

This is a very petite bird, shrinking in her palm.

"Where did you find it?"

"On the windowsill."

"It's so pitiful, I'll go and warm it up."

Feng Xian was satisfied when she saw her eyes full of love.

He remembered correctly, his little girl still likes small animals so much.

It took a while to take care of the bird, and it was nearly one o'clock in the morning that Qian Miao lay in bed and fell asleep.

Feng Xian turned off the light and lay down on the bed next to her.

The curtains were drawn, and the surroundings were pitch black.

Qian Miao faintly smelled the mint fragrance on his body, and subconsciously felt very relieved.

She slept on her side, her face towards him.

Between the two beds, there was a small cabinet, and the two of them slept against the cabinet.

Slowly, sleepiness swept over, and she closed her eyes.

When she was about to fall asleep, her hand reached to the top of her head unconsciously, looking for the porcelain doll.

When Feng Xian heard movement on the bedside table, he looked up.

You can vaguely see a hand looking for something on it.

He turned on the lamp, but saw her sleeping with her eyes closed.

However, the hand is still found.

He reached out and let her touch it.

The next second, she grabbed her finger.

He felt warm in his heart, looking at the little girl in front of him, his heart overflowed with love.

Suddenly, his fingers hurt.

This little girl was actually snapping his fingers.

He chuckled softly, what's wrong with that.

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Good night, today is over.