President, don't mess around

Chen Feng stretched out his hand, and she fell into his arms again, "Of course I won't be disappointed, you can try it if you don't believe me. If Feng Zhiming really fell in love with Ling Yanyan, then he wouldn't bear Ling Yanyan's presence Cheng Huan is under another man, if Feng Zhiming doesn't love Ling Yanyan, then you have nothing to worry about."

Let her sit astride his waist, and the stiffness under him penetrated deeply into her.

"You...can you not be so impatient?" He was too crazy.

Chen Feng smiled lightly, "Why should you be reserved in front of me, I wish you could be more slutty."

Wang Xueyi's smile was very enchanting, accompanied by fine sweat, "Then I will satisfy you." She began to twist her waist and leaned on his body.

Li Minghao was sitting in the coffee shop with a cup of coffee in front of him, and his slender fingers were moving on the keyboard of the notebook.

Sitting in the office was too boring, and the figure of Ling Yanyan kept appearing in front of him. He wanted to see her, but he couldn't. He raised his head buried in front of the computer, picked up the coffee, and drank gracefully. Xiaokou, but suddenly saw Wang Xueyi and Chen Feng walking out of a box intimately.

What are the two of them thinking, I hope it doesn't hurt Yanyan, but the uneasiness in his heart has become stronger.

Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan sent Oss and his wife to the airport, and they didn't leave until they boarded the plane.

"Ling Yanyan, you are a woman I can't see through." Although Feng Zhiming was driving the car intently, he spoke to Ling Yanyan who was sitting in the passenger seat.

Ling Yanyan looked at him incomprehensibly, he always liked to say something out of nowhere, did he want to test her IQ?

"Mrs. Oss has a very good relationship with you." Feng Zhiming said lightly.

"Oh, this, Mrs. Oss and I have met several times before." Anyway, he has lost his memory now, and she doesn't want to explain too much to him.

"is it?"

Ling Yanyan looked at him with a smile: "You don't believe me, because I'm a design student, but I just happened to attend Mrs. Oss's birthday party and held a fashion show, so I'm fairly familiar with it."

"You studied design?" He didn't even remember this.

He, as long as she, her everything else is not important.

"Then do you feel that being a special assistant is overqualified?" Feng Zhiming asked softly.

Of course not, in her opinion, he is everything to her, everything to her.

At this time, the phone rang, Ling Yanyan took out the phone from her bag, and looked at the name dancing on the screen, it was Li Minghao, should she answer it?Looking at him who was expressionless in the driver's seat, he must be angry.

"Why didn't you pick it up?" Feng Zhiming asked softly, and the car slowly drove into the underground garage of the apartment.

The phone stopped ringing, and Ling Yanyan held it in her hand, "Oh, it's nothing, I don't know you."

She lied to him.

Even the subtle expressions on her face did not escape his eyes, and he hugged her, "It's right not to answer unfamiliar numbers."

Ling Yanyan could only let him hug her into the elevator.

After entering the room, Feng Zhiming did not speak, and walked into the bathroom. Ling Yanyan threw the bag on the sofa, walked to the guest room, and called back the phone call just now.

"Hey, Minghao, I'm sorry, it's not convenient for me to answer the phone just now, do you have anything to do with me?" Ling Yanyan deliberately lowered her voice.

Of course Li Minghao could understand, Feng Zhiming's overbearing, he would never allow his woman to answer other men's calls.

"Yanyan, are you okay?" Li Minghao struggled in the room for a long time before deciding to call her.

"I'm fine!" Ling Yanyan knew that Li Minghao was worried about her, but the more she contacted him, the more Feng Zhiming would be detrimental to him and his company.

Hearing her voice, Li Minghao felt less worried, "Tomorrow, can you come out and meet me?"

"Okay." Ling Yanyan nodded in agreement.

After hanging up the phone, when he turned around, he saw Feng Zhiming leaning against the door with his arms folded, his face looking a little dignified.

"You, why are you here?" Ling Yanyan panicked for a while, did he hear her talking on the phone?

Feng Zhiming stepped forward and took her into his arms, "I can't let me know who you are calling!"

"No more!" Ling Yanyan held the phone in her hand and leaned into his arms.

A different emotion flashed across Feng Zhiming's face, "Aside from me, you can't get close to other men, do you understand?"

Ling Yanyan didn't speak, she just wrapped her arms around his waist tightly and leaned into his arms.

Li Minghao looked at the brocade box in front of him, Yanyan, I will definitely not let anything happen to you.

His love can only be paid silently, looking out of the window, the hazy moonlight shines on his slightly melancholy face.

After shaking the red liquid in the cup in his hand a few times, he drank it in one gulp.

Ling Yanyan was sitting in the office, looking at Feng Zhiming who was working with her head bowed opposite her. Looking from the side, the profound facial features were more distinct, as if sculpted, a few strands of hair fell off her forehead and covered her forehead. And the gold pen in his hand kept moving, writing the signature of the flamboyant.

Ling Yanyan looked at the time, and the appointment time with Li Minghao was almost up, "Um, President."

"Is there something wrong?" Feng Zhiming said in a calm voice without raising his head.

"I, I want to go out for a while, is that okay?" Ling Yanyan asked him.

Feng Zhiming raised his head and looked at her: "It's working time now. What's the rush?"

Of course Ling Yanyan knew it was working time, and she could come out alone because it was working time, otherwise, Feng Zhiming would never let her alone.

"Actually, there is nothing urgent! I have an appointment with a friend to have afternoon tea." Ling Yanyan thought about it, but there was no good reason.

Feng Zhiming put down the gold pen in his hand, stood up, "Go to have afternoon tea, I will go with you."

Ling Yanyan panicked for a while, he went, so she didn't have to go.

"No, no, you're so busy, how about I bring you a cup of coffee?" Ling Yanyan suggested kindly.

Feng Zhiming smiled lightly, "Go, come back early." After speaking, he placed a light kiss on her forehead.

Ling Yanyan picked up the bag on the table and left the office quickly.

Feng Zhiming watched her walk out of the office, the smile on her face gradually faded, she went to see Li Minghao without telling him, but he still agreed even though he was unwilling in every possible way.

When Ling Yanyan walked into the coffee shop, Li Minghao was already waiting there, "I'm sorry, Minghao, I kept you waiting." Ling Yanyan was sweating on her forehead, and she knew that she was running here.

"It's okay, I'll see you run away." Li Minghao handed over a tissue and gently wiped her sweat, "It's so hot, just walk over slowly." He knew she would definitely not agree to him picking her up, so he deliberately Pick the coffee shop closest to her.

Ling Yanyan picked up the iced lemonade handed over by the waiter, and took a big sip, "Phew, it's really cool."

Li Minghao summoned the waiter, "A glass of orange juice and a cup of coffee."

"Orange juice needs to be served with ice." Ling Yanyan added, looking at Li Minghao.

What he wanted to say was stuck in his throat, "Minghao, I know you want to say that it's too cold, but it's really hot today."

Li Minghao could only nod helplessly, "Okay, you blocked all my words."

***** Dear friends, I’m really sorry today, it’s a little late to update, because of the power outage, all the words that were coded before are gone, I took the time to re-code, in the future, Weiwei will definitely update it as soon as possible. . .kisses. . .