President, don't mess around

After watching their car go away, Li Minghao drove away.

Back at the villa, the whole villa was back to the same as before, except for the servants, there was only him.

"Sir, you haven't had dinner yet, let me prepare it." The servant took the suit jacket he took off and hung it on the hanger.

Li Minghao tugged at the tie around his neck, "No, I won't eat." Sitting at such a big dining table to eat alone, it's no wonder he has an appetite.

After finishing speaking, she went up to the second floor and came to the room where Ling Yanyan used to live. There was still her natural fragrance in it, but she left. She only lived here for more than a month.

Sitting on the single sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows where she often sat, poured a glass of wine, took a sip, and looked into the vast night.

Li Rui drove them to an apartment in the downtown area. In the bustling downtown area, owning a high-end apartment here is not bad, but Feng Zhiming bought an entire apartment building and rebuilt the layout , separates a master bedroom, two guest rooms, a study, the kitchen and dining room also occupy a large space, the living room is also extremely luxurious, the crystal lamp on the top emits soft light, making the whole room look very warm .

Ling Yanyan stood in the living room, looking at everything here, "It's really a luxury." Living here, it's better to go back to the original small apartment, but she knew that the domineering him would not agree.

"For you, it's nothing." Feng Zhiming hugged her from behind, he was willing to give her everything she wanted, but he didn't know that she actually didn't want anything but his love.

Ling Yanyan leaned into him, resting her head on his chest, "How many women have you prepared for such a luxurious golden house?"

"Yanyan, are you jealous?" He chuckled, "But, there is no other woman, only you."

Ling Yanyan turned around and looked at him, "I'm very honored."

This is good, light and soft, she was very intoxicated, originally thought that she would no longer feel his breath in his arms, even if he was ruthless and loveless to her, she didn't care.

Feng Zhiming's hand on her waist moved restlessly around her body, but was caught by Ling Yanyan, "Aren't you hungry?"

"I'm hungry, so you have to feed me first." As soon as he finished speaking, he picked her up by the waist and walked to the bedroom.

Ling Yanyan wanted to escape, but was still imprisoned by him, "Yanyan, don't even think about leaving me in this lifetime."

forever?Can she really be so nostalgic for a lifetime?

Seeing that her beautiful eyes were out of focus, he kissed her fiercely on his lips, "When you are doing what zuo'ai is doing with me, you are not allowed to think about other things, let alone other men, you understand? "

He doesn't like her confused and misty eyes, he likes her looking at him intently, and all she sees in her eyes is her.

Ling Yanyan smiled, nodded, and raised her head to kiss her lips.

Under the soft crystal light, the two on the bed are lingering tenderly, her narrowness tightly wrapping his hugeness, his heavy breathing accompanied by her soft moaning, gradually warming up in the charming room.

His crazy gallop was unbearable for her, "Easy, light..." There was a burst of flushing on her face, and her soft, boneless hands tightly grasped his shoulders, with fingerprints printed one after another.

"You drive me crazy." Feng Zhiming had never been so crazy about a woman, but Ling Yanyan was so beautiful that she couldn't control it.

She felt his longing for her, his tenderness, if she lost her memory, she would lose her memory, she still loves him, never changed.

He withdrew from her body, looked at her delicate body covered with sweat, facing her, he was always unable to control.

Ling Yanyan lay on his solid chest, panting, listening to his heartbeat, she was very satisfied.

"Tired?" Feng Zhiming asked softly, stroking her smooth back with his hand.

Ling Yanyan nodded, he is so crazy, can she not be tired?

Feng Zhiming picked her up and walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower head, and the two of them stood underneath at the same time, letting the warm water wash away their sweat.

He brought a bath ball, squeezed shower gel on it, and rubbed it gently on her body, but it stayed on her towering chest.

"I'll do it myself." Ling Yanyan wanted to take the bath ball in his hand. According to his washing method, it wouldn't be good for a whole night.

But he didn't follow her, letting her lean her whole body in his arms.

Sure enough, after more than an hour, the two came out of the bathroom wearing bath towels.

"Are you hungry? Change your clothes and take you out for dinner." Feng Zhiming opened the closet, which was full of women's clothes, took out one at random, and handed it to Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan looked at the high-quality clothes in her hand, but did not move.

"I bought this specially for you." Feng Zhiming walked into her and whispered in her ear, "Don't doubt, my hand is the best size."

Ling Yanyan raised her head, glared at him fiercely, and was about to go to the bathroom, but was stopped by him, "Why are you going?"

"Changing clothes, of course!" Ling Yanyan raised the clothes in her hands.

"It's good to change it here. Anyway, I have seen and touched it, so why are you so shy." Feng Zhiming's hand pulled slightly, and the bath towel covering her body slipped to the ground.

"Do you need my help?" Seeing the faint blush on her face, he took the clothes and wanted to put them on for her.

In the tube top dress, he stood behind and zippered the back for her. The zipper was not pulled down, but the kiss was along the waistline, Ling Yanyan did not tremble.

"Such a sensitive little thing." Unhurriedly zipping it up.

After tidying up Ling Yanyan's dress, he began to change clothes, took off the bath towel around his waist, and started changing in front of her.

Ling Yanyan turned around awkwardly, with her back to him, but his chuckle came from behind.

When the two walked out of the apartment, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and the night wind was a little cool. He hugged her tightly, letting him feel his body temperature.

Without driving, the two strolled, weaving through the crowd, but they never noticed the people following them.

"What do you want to eat?" Feng Zhiming asked the people beside him.

"Whatever!" Ling Yanyan was never picky about food.

Feng Zhiming tightened his hand on her waist, "It's not casual, how about eating me?" He approached her with an ambiguous face, whispered in her ear, and nibbled her earlobe.

Ling Yanyan turned her head to avoid him, this is on the main road, although it's a bit late, but there are still people coming and going!

When did he get so thick-skinned and become so glib!

"You can't fill your stomach with food." She hasn't eaten all day.

Feng Zhiming's pretty eyebrows frowned, "You are presumptuous."

"But I'm telling the truth." Ling Yanyan wanted to fight him, "A lover is for hurting."

The implication is that now, she is the biggest, isn't she?

She raised a charming smile at him, making him startled slightly.

"Then I don't love you enough?" Feng Zhiming said something, and he leaned closer to her face, and kissed her tender face.

Ling Yanyan pointed to a small shop ahead, "Shall we go there to eat?"

"Listen to you." Feng Zhiming walked forward with his arms around her without any objection.

***** Dear friends, today's three chapters have been updated. . .