Chapter 1497: I want to go back to Jingcheng

And even if he knew this reason, he couldn't find any words to ease this somewhat embarrassing atmosphere.
"It really doesn't suit your appetite, you don't have to force it, I'll let someone change it." He said softly, knowing that it wasn't that breakfast was bad. Rather, he didn't know what to say to make this atmosphere more natural.
Feng Jinglei raised her eyes sharply, "No, I didn't say that it was unappetizing, that is, the body was aching, so it was a little uncomfortable—"
Before she finished speaking, she was shocked.
She was planning to find a reason to hide her absent-mindedness at the moment, but when she spoke, she was shocked.
Actually said it hurts, isn't this deliberately mentioning what happened last night?
Her voice stopped abruptly. At this moment, she just wanted to get under the dining table and never come out again!
After hesitating for a long time, her cheeks turned red.
"I, I mean, the pain on my body, so, so..."
"You don't need to say." He said, interrupting her.
Knowing that if we continue speaking, it will only become more chaotic and the atmosphere will only become more embarrassing.
As soon as he spoke, Feng Jinglei did not speak any more, and buried her head lower.
She knew very well that after what happened last night, she had no way to get along with him as if nothing had happened.
"Well, I...want to return to Jingcheng."
"it is good."
He agreed, causing her to look up a little unexpectedly and look at him.
But in the next second, I saw Qin Feimo continue to have breakfast and said as he ate, "Tomorrow, after solving the matter here, we will go back together."
"..." Hope was lost.
It turned out that the reason why he agreed so simply was that he decided to finish the matter here tomorrow and go back.
But she wasn't, she couldn't be in the same room with him, so she wanted to return to Jingcheng.
Anyway, Chen Feng has already arrived, and there is nothing to do with her here. As for the work to accompany him, it must be unnecessary now.
Thinking of this, Feng Jinglei suddenly thought of the bet between him and Fu Chenghao yesterday.
The results of it? what's the result? Did he win?
Lifting her eyes again, she looked at Qin Feimo before her. She wanted to ask, but was afraid to know the answer.
What if he loses? Will she really become Fu Chenghao's person somehow?
No, he is not hers, and he has no right to use her as a bet, so he still doesn't ask, as if his and Fu Chenghao's bet has nothing to do with her.
Thinking of this, Feng Jinglei pursed her lower lip, intending to have a casual meal, but she glanced inadvertently and saw the palm of his hand wrapped around the gauze.
What is going on with his hand?
"Your hand, are you okay?"
The sudden concern also caused Qin Feimo to subconsciously take a meal and stop eating.
"It's okay."
After drinking some porridge, he put down the bowl and spoon and planned to use chopsticks to hold a small steamed bun to eat. As a result, because the injured right hand was between his thumb and index finger, he was about to use chopsticks, but because of the sudden pain, his brows were twisted. , The chopsticks subconsciously dropped one from his fingers.
Feng Jinglei also raised her head and glanced at this scene.
For Qin Feimo, this may be a shame. Knowing that he might not be able to use chopsticks temporarily, he simply stopped eating Xiaolongbao and just drank porridge.
But just as he was about to pick up the spoon in the bowl again, the person on the other side picked up a steamed dumpling and handed it to him.
He moved for a while and looked up at her.
Feng Jinglei was a little uncomfortable when he saw it like this.