President, don't mess around

"You two, I don't know how embarrassed you are to make a fuss in your room, but don't spoil my precious grandson." Lin Xiulan led Hanghang back upstairs.

"Look, it's all because of you." Yan'er pulled up her clothes and stared at Lu Zehao.

"Because of me? It was you who called for help, so you let mom come downstairs. How can you say it's because of me?" Lu Zehao, who took off his glasses, narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Yan'er, and then, He picked her up by the waist and walked to the second floor.

"Zehao, don't touch me!" Yan'er was tightly held in Lu Zehao's arms, her clothes were half-faded, and his domineering kiss fell and blocked her lips.

"I want to touch you! How dare you be disobedient!" On the huge bed, the two were already entangled with each other.

Ling Yanyan was dressed in simple home clothes, sitting on the sofa, while Yiyi was leaning on Feng Zhiming's arms.

"Yan'er, why are you free today?" Ling Yanyan smiled slightly.

Yan'er leaned on the sofa with a tired face, "I don't have time, I'm really tired, so I come to you to catch my breath."

"I see you, aren't you so happy? Getting married next month is a great joy." When Ling Yanyan heard that Yan'er was getting married, she was a little surprised, but more joyful.

Yan'er took a sip of the fruit juice brought by the servant, and took a long gulp, "I don't think Ze Hao is sincere at all. If it wasn't for his aunt's decision, I guess he wouldn't even mention marriage." Listen Yan'er's tone seemed to be displeased.

"Yan'er, then don't marry, how about a runaway bride?" Feng Zhiming rarely joked. Of course, all his moods changed with Ling Yanyan. Her son's wedding is also secretly busy without telling her.

"Yanyan, what idea did Zhiming come up with?" Yan Er glared at Feng Zhiming, then turned her head and asked Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan looked at Feng Zhiming beside her, "Zhiming, what you came up with is really not a good idea. If Zehao didn't have a bride on his wedding day, he wouldn't go around you."

Yan'er also had a face of approval.

"I'm not wrong, it was Yan'er who said she didn't want to marry, and I followed her will." Feng Zhiming picked up Yiyi and sat on his lap.Yan'er was about to refute, but the phone in her bag rang suddenly, the corners of her mouth raised an arc, but she still answered the phone unhappily.

"Hello." Yan'er said deliberately casually.

"Okay, got it." After a few words, he hung up the phone.

On the other hand, Ling Yanyan and Feng Zhiming both raised their lips and smiled.

Not long after, Lu Zehao also drove to the villa, "So you are all here!" Lu Zehuo squeezed into Yan'er's sofa.

"Yanyan, do you think we have to prepare a double sofa for the two of them!" Feng Zhiming said with a smile, obviously the sofa was still empty, but he wanted to squeeze onto the single sofa.

Lu Zehao didn't shy away from it, and put his arms around Yan'er's waist, "Tomorrow, I have to take Yiyi out for a day, so it shouldn't be a problem, right? By the way, let the two of you live in a two-person world." Lu Zehao said with a smile, looking Looking at Yiyi on the sofa, "Yiyi, uncle will take you to see beautiful clothes tomorrow, okay?"

Yiyi nodded, "Well, good!"

After Lu Zehao took Yan'er away, Ling Yanyan also approached Feng Zhiming's arms, "I'm really happy to see Yan'er happy."

"Yanyan, we will be happy too. Believe me, I will definitely give you happiness and make you the happiest woman in the world." Feng Zhiming put her head on his chest and leaned over to kiss her touched her lips.

Yiyi put her hands in front of her eyes, leaving a big gap, and she couldn't close her smiling mouth.

Ling Yanyan broke away from his embrace, "Don't be like this, where is Yiyi?" He didn't have time to spare, and his daughter was still at the side.

"It's okay, Yiyi didn't see it." Feng Zhiming didn't care!As long as he wants, Ling Yanyan is hers at any time, and she can only pay attention to him.

"That's right! Mommy, Yiyi really didn't see anything just now! Didn't see Daddy kissing Mommy." Yiyi said it would be better not to say it, her words made Ling Yanyan's face even more flushed.

Feng Zhiming laughed softly, "Let's go upstairs to rest, are you too tired today?" Normally, he would let her lie down, but in the last few days, he has allowed her to go upstairs with his company. Sit in the living room below, and sit on the swing in the garden on a sunny day.

"I'm not tired." Even if Ling Yanyan said she wasn't tired, Feng Zhiming had already picked her up and walked to the second floor, then turned his head and said to his daughter on the sofa, "Yiyi is a good person, Daddy will take Mommy up rest."

Yiyi smiled and nodded, she was used to it.

Walking to the bedroom, Ling Yanyan took out the blueprint, "Zhiming, do you think this looks good?"

"Looks good, your designs are all good-looking." Feng Zhiming took the blueprint from her hand.

"Did you eat sugar or honey today?" Ling Yanyan looked up at Feng Zhiming.

Feng Zhiming smiled, "I didn't eat anything, but I want to eat you more," he just said, in order not to hurt her body, he didn't touch her.

"No!" Ling Yanyan pressed her little hand against his chest, "Tomorrow, let's get this done, okay? I'm afraid we won't have enough time then."

"Okay." Feng Zhiming agreed. Looking at the design draft above, Ling Yanyan designed a wedding dress for her as soon as she heard that Yan Er was getting married.

The phone rang, and Feng Zhiming got up from the bed, answered the phone, "Hello."

"Zhiming, when will you come back?" Yang Yunfang's voice came from the other end of the phone, "You don't care about family affairs or company affairs, do you? Once you leave, it will be a month."

"Isn't there Li Rui in the company? There shouldn't be any major issues at home." Feng Zhiming said indifferently, if possible, he would rather just live their happy life outside with Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan came over and tugged at his sleeve, "Zhi Ming, don't do this."

"I see, you are all fascinated by Yanyan, and you have learned to talk back to Mom." Yang Yunfang was also annoyed, she really didn't know what happened, she took Yiyi away in a hurry that day. Make a call.

Feng Zhiming frowned, "If there is nothing to do, hang up."

"Come back if you have nothing to do, I want to see Yiyi." Yang Yunfang really had no choice but to soften her attitude with her son, not to mention that he was still far away.

"Understood." Feng Zhiming hung up the phone unhappily.

Ling Yanyan took the mobile phone from his hand, "Zhiming, why are you talking to Madam like this? She will be very sad."

"Just take care of yourself, you know?" Ling Yanyan's soft heart always made him helpless.

Ling Yanyan slightly lowered her head, "After Yan'er's wedding is over, let's go back!" Because of her willful departure, he has left for long enough because of her.

***** Dear friends, it’s the third watch today~~~Dragon Boat Festival, have you eaten zongzi yet?