Why is he here? How much of their conversation has he listened to?

Luo Weiran suddenly stopped, her eyes flickering in astonishment, but her eyes looked into his deep eyes uncontrollably. Her heart trembled violently, and there seemed to be an indescribable feeling.

Spreading...

At this time, Jiang Feilan behind her suddenly turned around, and naturally saw the person coming. The anger radiating from her body seemed to dissipate a lot, and she called out in a low voice, "Brother Feng..."

Then, she jogged a few steps and passed Luo Weiran. Just as she stood next to Feng Zhaoyong, her face turned pale, and her slender body fell softly, falling backward uncontrollably.

Before she fell into unconsciousness, she whispered again, "Zhaoyong..."

However, the next second, Feng Zhaoyong did not make the hugging gesture that Luo Weiran thought. His handsome face sank slightly, and he actually looked at this scene coldly.

This is such a romantic scene! It’s a pity that the man seems a little unhuman!

Luo Weiran stared at all this blankly. When she came to her senses, she hurriedly knelt down and reached out to touch Jiang Feilan's forehead, only to find that it was frighteningly hot!

She was startled, raised her head and said to Feng Zhaoyong, "Quickly, send her to the hospital, she has a fever."

At this time, Feng Zhaoyong raised his eyebrows slightly, but he did not move. Instead, he asked Xiao Lizi to come over and carry the person to the car and take him to the hospital.

In fact, when Jiang Feilan fainted just now and saw Feng Zhaoyong's reaction, Luo Weiran thought she did it on purpose, but as soon as he touched her forehead, he didn't think so. What surprised her was that Feng Zhaoyong

Zhaoyong didn’t even move!

This man can be so cold and inhumane sometimes! Luo Weiran thought lightly.

At this moment, they were the only two people left at the scene.

Luo Weiran suppressed the doubts in her heart and wanted to ask, but she didn't dare to speak, because his handsome face was full of strong gloom, which made her feel panicked.

However, there was no way for the two of them to stand facing each other like this. Luo Weiran still couldn't hold it back and said: "Officer Jiang, she really has a fever."

Feng Zhaoyong stared at her with a pair of sharp eyes and said for a long time: "I know."

Know? That's so cold! Luo Weiran suppressed the surprise in his heart and didn't ask.

Luo Weiran was shocked, remembering the conversation with Jiang Feilan just now, and suddenly asked, "Officer Jiang, she doesn't seem to know who the political commissar saved her. She said it was you..." She didn't finish her words, but she knew Feng Zhao

Yong understands.

"This is their business, don't involve me!" Feng Zhaoyong gave her a cold look, his face full of displeasure.

"But..." Luo Weiran frowned, is it okay to have such a misunderstanding?

Feng Zhaoyong approached her quickly, his eyes scanned her cheeks, and his tone was slightly cold: "Are you too idle, why do you care about other people's affairs?"

Luo Weiran couldn't stand his sarcasm and said dullly, "I didn't!"

After she finished speaking, she glared at him a few times and continued: "I'm going to see Tang Xiaomin." Then she turned around and prepared to leave.

God! Facing his eyes, especially when he glanced at her, she always felt as if her whole body was seen through by him and nothing could be hidden.

Unfortunately, before she could even take a step, she was grabbed by someone's waist, and her whole body was suddenly close to his chest.

"Do you have anything else to ask me?" He suddenly spoke against her forehead, his voice low and full of magnetism, as if inducing her to say something.

Luo Weiran was secretly shocked by his insight. She thought she had concealed it well, but he still discovered it.

Yes, she wants to ask many things, but mainly about Jiang Feilan and him? What happened to them? Why is Jiang Feilan so persistent!

However, she suddenly found that she could not speak.

Before she is completely sure of her own mind, she doesn't seem to be qualified!

"You misunderstood, I don't have anything to ask." She said, gritted her teeth slightly and closed her mouth.

"Are you sure?" There was suddenly a hint of anger in Feng Zhaoyong's voice. It was sudden and light, but it frightened her! The body in his arms shook inexplicably.

But she still nodded.

"Okay, if I ask you to answer the question she asked just now?" He said, holding the hand on her slender waist with a slight force, his movements were skillful and full of strength, and pressed her whole body into his arms again.

But this sentence made Luo Weiran stunned. She sighed inwardly. Sure enough, he heard everything.

She hesitated for a few seconds, raised her head and looked at him, "Can I wait and answer?" She asked tentatively, but also cautiously, because at this moment, she really didn't know how to answer?

It's not like he doesn't know how two people got married? Although she felt some differences in the relationship between the two, she was not sure that this was love!

In fact, she has always been ignorant about the word love. When she first entered college, she met a prince dressed in white under a peach blossom forest. Her heart started beating at that time. She thought this was love!

However, this kind of love cannot withstand the passing years, nor can it withstand all the hurts. Instead, as the passing years increase, it becomes more and more declining. Now she thinks that maybe it is not love!

It turns out that true love is not the initial ignorance, but that it must withstand the passage of time! It must withstand the test!

So from then on, she didn't dare to get involved in the field of love easily!

However, Feng Zhaoyong was different. He intervened with his own strong and domineering attitude and made her surrender without giving her almost any time to think. Although it is not clear yet, she seems to have some differences with him!

She was touched by his help many times and was not disgusted with him! But she was still not completely sure!

Looking at her quickly gloomy little face, Feng Zhaoyong became angry. There was a gloomy air on his handsome face. He suddenly thought of the two men surrounding her in the school, and inexplicably thought of who she was thinking about.

?

Thinking about this, my brows furrowed even more!

His long, slender palm suddenly grabbed her chin and said angrily: "Okay, you'd better not keep me waiting for too long!"

Is it another threat? Luo Weiran smiled bitterly. This man will always be domineering and arrogant on this issue, and he doesn't care about what others think!

If you like him, you will get it. After such a long time, she got to know him better.

In the past two days here, she knew that he was a captain who was well supported by his subordinates. Among the special forces, no matter who heard him, they would basically give him a thumbs up and praise him.

However, there is always such a domineering and arrogant side towards her! It makes her unable to adapt sometimes!

Luo Weiran glared at him depressedly, opened her lips, and softly uttered a few words, "I know."

At this moment, she was standing in front of him, but behind her were the evergreen pines and cypresses in the small garden. The green scenery and her bright red lips formed a beautiful picture.

Feng Zhaoyong's eyes darkened, he aimed at the target he wanted to obtain, and pressed forward unceremoniously.

Luo Weiran's eyes widened, and he was a little overwhelmed at the moment, forgetting to react.

However, a whisper of laughter came from not far ahead, interrupting the good things at this moment.

Feng Zhaoyong squinted his eyes and saw two little guys hiding behind the pines and cypresses, arguing fiercely, and Ning Ning's eyes were covered by Zhao Mohan.

Zhao Mohan forcibly covered her eyes while muttering: "Not suitable for children..."

Ning Ning naturally refused, twisting her little body and resisting desperately, "I want to see it too..." Why can he see it?

Suddenly, the voices of the two little guys became louder and louder, completely forgetting that they were peeking.

Luo Weiran naturally heard the voice, her pretty face turned red, and she hurriedly left Feng Zhaoyong's arms.

Feng Zhaoyong acted calmly, walked over and picked them out one by one.

"Zhao Mohan, do you want to be spanked again?" He asked with a smile, with a slight threat in his eyes.

Zhao Mohan was not happy when he heard this. He rolled his dark eyes and said angrily: "Uncle Feng, you are so unreasonable! I just took a look. Besides, in broad daylight, I am aboveboard."

Brat, are you implying that he is sneaky?

After saying that, he skipped Feng Zhaoyong's interception and ran out of here quickly.

Ning Ning didn't know what happened just now, and looked at the two adults with confusion. Luo Weiran was suddenly overwhelmed by a child, and quickly took her hand, "Hey, let's go back and call Xiao Min." Auntie, it’s time to leave later.”

Ning Ning followed her very obediently.

Feng Zhaoyong followed them, a faint smile suddenly appeared on his lips. He wanted to see how long she would run away.

When Luo Weiran led Ningning back upstairs, the door to the house was open and Tang Xiaomin was sitting alone on the sofa in a daze. Judging from the scene, Jiang Shengyan should have left.

She really didn't want to see Tang Xiaomin like this, so she asked Ningning to get her small bag, while she sat next to Tang Xiaomin, "Xiaomin, is he gone? Nothing happened?"

Tang Xiaomin was holding a glass of already cool water in her hand. After hearing her words, she slowly raised her head and glanced at her. Her tears began to fall again.

She gritted her teeth and said, "Weiran, he is a bastard! Big bastard!..." As she spoke, her body trembled, as if she had suffered a major blow.

"Why did I meet him? Why?"

Luo Weiran stretched out his arms, hugged her, and let her cry in his arms. Sometimes it would be better to vent. She didn't speak because she didn't know what to say?

Outside the Military Area Family Courtyard, at this moment, a brand new high-end off-road vehicle was parked, black and shiny, glowing quietly in the sun.

Jiang Shengyan did not leave here directly, but leaned outside the car to smoke. He wore a cool black suit and a handsome face that was wild and evil. At first glance, he looked like a king walking out of the darkness.

It's just that the face that has always been cold and unsmiling has more pain than before! A very strong pain!

As soon as Feng Zhaoyong stepped through the door of the courtyard, he saw such a scene.

He had never seen him like this! After receiving a call from Jiang Shengyan, he walked out, but he did not expect to see such a scene.

Feng Zhaoyong thought for a moment and roughly understood what was going on. He took a few steps closer and said jokingly: "Yan, this is not your style?" He thought that any woman Jiang Shengyan couldn't let go of would be knocked unconscious and dragged away. Walk.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Jiang Shengyan glared at him displeased.

After a while, he put out the cigarette butt in a graceful movement, sighed, looked at Feng Zhaoyong and said, "Do me a favor!"

It was rare that he would make such a request. Feng Zhaoyong raised his eyebrows. He originally wanted to make a joke, but seeing that his face didn't look like he was joking, he paused and said, "Just tell me."...

In the house, Tang Xiaomin lay on Luo Weiran's shoulder and cried for a long time. She didn't stop until she heard footsteps coming from outside the door.
To be continued...