President, don't mess around

The blue Maserati stopped at the airport half an hour later, "Let's go!" Feng Zhiming walked into the lobby of the airport holding Ling Yanyan's hand.

Walking to the lounge, "Mummy!" Yiyi who was sitting on the sofa drinking a drink saw Ling Yanyan walk in, immediately jumped off the sofa and ran towards Ling Yanyan.

"Yiyi?!" Ling Yanyan thought it was her own illusion, but it was indeed her precious daughter Yiyi who ran towards her.

Ling Yanyan squatted down and hugged her daughter into her arms, "Mummy, Yiyi misses Mommy so much." With a bang, she kissed her loudly on the cheek.

"Mummy also wants Yiyi." Ling Yanyan picked up her daughter and walked towards Feng Zhiming, "Thank you."

At this time, Li Rui also led Yuhang over, "Aunt Yanyan."

"Yuhang is here too. Let's go home." Ling Yanyan hugged her daughter, and Feng Zhiming walked out of the airport holding Yuhang's hand.

The car drove back to the apartment, and Yiyi was always in Ling Yanyan's arms since she was in the car, unwilling to let go.

"Today, you stay at home, I have a meeting in the afternoon." Feng Zhiming said to her, kissed her face, then kissed Yiyi's face, and left the apartment.

"Mummy, does Daddy think of Yiyi?" Yiyi looked at Feng Zhiming's leaving back, she was sensible enough not to call him.

Ling Yanyan said to Yiyi beside her: "Yiyi, call me uncle now, okay?" Although she wanted to see Yiyi very much, but she couldn't let Yiyi call Feng Zhiming's daddy, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

"Well, Mommy, Yiyi understands." After Yiyi nodded, she walked to the other end of the sofa and sat beside Yuhang, and the two started playing video games on the TV screen.

Ling Yanyan called France, it turned out that Feng Zhiming called and said it himself, no wonder they let Li Rui bring Yiyi and Yuhang over without saying a word.

Feng Zhiming drove back to the company, "Zhiming, why did you come? Director Lin of Lin's company is coming to a meeting this afternoon, have you forgotten?" Wang Xueyi waited in front of his office.The current him has put all his energy on Ling Yanyan. For so many days, he hasn't been back to the villa for a day.

"I see, is Director Lin here?" Feng Zhiming walked into the office.

"He just arrived, and he's already in the conference room." Wang Xueyi was only able to get close to him now because of work reasons.

Feng Zhiming picked up the folder on the table and walked to the conference room.

Wang Xueyi quickly followed.

After the meeting, it was almost time to get off work, Feng Zhiming tactfully declined the invitation to a dinner party proposed by Lin Dong.

"Zhiming, will you go home at night? It's not good to let parents stay at home alone, they rarely come back from the United States." Wang Xueyi has no excuses for him not returning to the villa, Mo Fangming and Shen Yushu.

Feng Zhiming picked up the car keys on the table, "I have something to do." He walked out of the office as soon as he finished speaking.

Wang Xueyi stepped forward and grabbed him. "You are looking for Ling Yanyan. Isn't it?"

"Since you already know, why bother to ask?" Feng Zhiming ruthlessly pushed her away and walked into the elevator.

Wang Xueyi could only open her eyes to watch the elevator door close, and took out her mobile phone bitterly. "Chen Feng, are you kidding me? Why hasn't there been any news after so long!" If she waits any longer, she is afraid that she will really lose Zhiming. Losing Zhiming means that she has lost everything. .

"Some things should not be too impatient." Chen Feng's unhurried attitude made Wang Xueyi even more anxious.

"Can't be impatient? You didn't take this matter to heart at all, did you?" Wang Xueyi yelled at Chen Feng on the other end of the phone.

"Baby, wait a minute, for you, I am willing to give everything," Chen Feng would really do anything for Wang Xueyi!

"I hope you don't let me down." As soon as he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, and looked in the direction of Feng Zhiming's departure.

As soon as Feng Zhiming returned to the apartment, he saw Ling Yanyan half leaning on the sofa in the living room, her eyes closed, and a shadow was formed under the cover of her curled eyelashes.And Yiyi and Yuhang were sitting on the plush carpet, playing with jigsaw puzzles.

He strode forward, carried the sleeping Yanyan into the bedroom, laid her gently on the big bed, covered her with a silk quilt, and then turned back to the living room.

Yiyi threw herself into his arms, "Uncle, can you do the puzzle with us?" Daddy's arms are still the warmest.

Feng Zhiming also sat down, with three heads tightly surrounding the puzzle in the middle. Finally, half an hour later, a puzzle was completed.

"Brother Hanghang, I'm sleepy." Yiyi rubbed her sleepy eyes.

"Yiyi. Let's sleep for a while, okay? Let's have dinner together later, okay?" Feng Zhiming carried her to the guest room and let her stay in the guest room with Hang Hang.

Yiyi nodded, "OK."

Feng Zhiming stayed by her bedside, watching her and Hanghang close their eyes, and caressing her face, this face is exactly the same as Yanyan, how I wish Yiyi was his daughter, and there was a girl who looked good A daughter like Yanyan.

When Ling Yanyan woke up, the sky had already darkened. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Feng Zhiming standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. She got up from the bed, wrapped her slender arms around his waist from behind, and leaned against his small face. Back, "Zhiming, thank you."

"Thank me for what?" He stubbed out the cigarette in his hand, threw the cigarette butt in the ashtray, turned around, and looked at her.

"Thank you for bringing Yiyi back, thank you for doing so much for me." Ling Yanyan smiled on her face, and tears glistened in her bright eyes.

Feng Zhiming hugged her into his arms, "As long as you are happy." She is really easy to be satisfied, and she is so moved by a little thing.

Ling Yanyan raised her face, took the initiative to offer her lips, and pressed them to his lips. Feng Zhiming responded enthusiastically, his wet tongue stretched straight into her body, and tightly entangled with hers.

The big hand slipped in from the hem of her clothes, moved on her smooth back, unfastened the metal buckle on the back, and covered the softness of her chest.

"Hmm... ah..." A contented moan escaped from her lips.

Feng Zhiming picked her up and walked towards the big bed, tore off her clothes, and kissed the blooming flower bud on her chest.

The slender arms wrapped around his neck, making the two of them stick tighter. He deepened the kiss between her lips, and took off the clothes on both of them. The soft part moves.

Wrapping her small hands around her waist, the two of them leaned even tighter, "Oh... ah..." Ling Yanyan's coquettish moan overflowed.

"Zhiming..." Yanyan uttered softly, arching her body to meet his advance, following his rhythm.

"Say you love me..." Sweat covered her whole body, and she spoke roughly to her.

"I, I love you..." Ling Yanyan let him dominate her weakly.

Feng Zhiming let out a low growl, speeding up the rhythm below him.

"Mommy!" Yiyi's cry suddenly reached the ears of the two of them.

*****Another one will be later~~~