President, don't mess around

Feng Zhiming started the engine, and the phone rang instantly, "Hello."

"Son! Are you off work yet? Your father and I are waiting for you to come back for dinner." Yang Yunfang didn't allow her son to refuse, and learned from Wang Xueyi that Feng Zhiming has been living outside recently. Tonight, she must let her son return.

"Mom, I..." Feng Zhiming didn't call Ling Yanyan, he was a little worried, but he received a call from his mother urging him to go home.

"Okay, come back quickly." Hang up the phone directly.

Feng Zhiming drove the car to the villa, Feng Zhihao, Yang Yunfang and Wang Xueyi were all waiting in the living room, Feng Zhiming saw this scene as soon as he entered the door, "Zhiming, you are back." Wang Xueyi stepped forward, He took the suit jacket he took off, "Hurry up and change, uncles and aunts are waiting for you to eat!"

"Dad, Mom, I'm back." Feng Zhiming greeted, went up to the second floor and changed into casual clothes.

Feng Zhihao got up: "Okay, let's go eat!" Four people sat around in the huge restaurant, and the whole table was full of home-cooked specialties.

"It's been a long time since I've eaten home-cooked food. It tastes really good." Feng Zhihao picked up a piece of braised pork for Yang Yunfang, "Honey, try it too."

"Uncle and aunt, eat more if you like." Wang Xueyi picked up the chopsticks and picked up food for Feng Zhiming, "Zhiming, eat more too."

Feng Zhiming didn't lift his head, and while eating the food, he still ignored Wang Xueyi.

Yang Yunfang and Feng Zhihao looked at the two people opposite, and after looking at each other, they smiled knowingly.

A dinner seemed to be spent in harmony. After dinner, the four of them sat in the living room and ate fruit. Feng Zhiming held a mobile phone in his hand, but he never dialed the number.

"What's the matter? Son, what's the matter with you?" Yang Yunfang watched the whole night, he seemed to be absent, and ignored Wang Xueyi.Could it be that the two of them had a quarrel?

Feng Zhiming put the phone back into his pocket, "It's nothing."

"It's good to be fine, the company has to be busy, but no matter what, you can't ignore Xueyi, you know?" Feng Zhihao looked at his son and said seriously.

Feng Zhiming glanced at Wang Xueyi, and then at his father opposite, "I know." He replied duplicity.

Wang Xueyi leaned against him shyly, "Uncle and aunt, Zhiming is very kind to me."

"This way we can rest assured." Yang Yunfang nodded in relief.

Feng Zhihao put his arms around Yang Yunfang, "It's getting late, go to bed early! Zhiming, you and Xueyi go to rest too!"

"Yes, uncle and aunt, good night!"

"Dad, Mom, good night!"

Feng Zhiming and Wang Xueyi also went upstairs, "Go and rest too!" Feng Zhiming said to Wang Xueyi behind him.

"No! Let me accompany you tonight!" Wang Xueyi hugged him from behind.

Feng Zhiming turned around and held her shoulders with both hands, "You, you tried every means to get me back to the villa, just to serve me?"

"Me, how can you say that about me?" Wang Xueyi looked into his deep eyes.

Feng Zhiming hugged her into his arms, "Don't you want to? If you don't want to, just get out of my room." Pushing her away forcefully.

"No!" How could Wang Xueyi let go of this opportunity? "Then please please me!" Feng Zhiming said calmly.

Wang Xueyi's eyes widened, she understood what he meant, stepped forward, reached out and took off his clothes, her bright red lips kissed his sexy thin lips, sucking and tossing non-stop.

Delicate hands caressed his muscular back, and the kiss gradually moved down, touching his neck, chest, and belly without fat.

The man's most primitive desire was aroused by Wang Xueyi's wet lips and slippery lilac uvula.

With a low growl, Feng Zhiming pushed Wang Xueyi onto the bed, bullied her, pressed her under him, pulled off the clothes on her body, and let her face him naked.Wang Xueyi Shengxue's skin was undoubtedly exposed, flushed for a while, her breathing became short of breath, and she arched her body to meet him.

"It seems that you can't wait." Feng Zhiming sneered, and poked his fingers into the already wet private place, without any tenderness or foreplay, directly entered and released himself.

Wang Xueyi panted under his rhythm, "Zhiming, I love you."

Her words "I love you" made Feng Zhiming stop his movements and withdraw from her body.

"Love? How much love?" Feng Zhiming put on a bathrobe and looked at her.

After his withdrawal, a burst of emptiness and helplessness occupied her heart, and her eyes were still looking at him in a daze.

"I really love you." Wang Xueyi got up and hugged him tightly. "For you, I can give everything."

Feng Zhiming let her hold her, "Xueyi, after so many years, you still don't understand me."

"No! I understand, I understand, I know, you still love Yuqing in your heart, but I am really willing to wait." Wang Xueyi buried her head in his broad chest and said lightly.

Feng Zhiming broke away from her: "Xueyi, since you understand, don't force me."

Wang Xueyi threw herself into his arms again, "No! You have me in your heart, otherwise you wouldn't..."

"What will happen? Does it mean that I want you? Tell you, there are countless women who have slept with me. Do I have to marry them and give them a title?" Feng Zhiming said decisively. she says.

It is to let her not have extravagant hopes, and to let her understand that he will not change his original intention.

Wang Xueyi's face darkened for a moment: "Zhiming, I can wait. I really can wait."

"But I don't want to get married now." Feng Zhiming said cruelly about his plan.

With a smile on Wang Xueyi's face, she stretched out her hand to caress his handsome face, "I don't mind, as long as I belong to you, I really don't care about my status."

"Okay, wash up and go to sleep, I still have something to do." While talking, she changed her clothes.

Wang Xueyi looked at him in surprise, "It's so late, do you still want to go out?"

"What? Do I have to report to you when I go out?" Feng Zhiming changed his clothes and picked up the phone on the table.

Wang Xueyi pulled him back: "Tonight, can you not leave me?"

Feng Zhiming shook off her hand, "If you are still not satisfied, go find another man, I have to go."

"Zhiming." Wang Xueyi called to stop him.

Feng Zhiming turned his head: "I am not your first, nor will I be the last, and you are the same." After speaking, he turned and walked out of the room, leaving Wang Xueyi alone in the room.

Wang Xueyi watched him leave without nostalgia, her eyes revealing an imperceptible hatred.

Zhiming, you will be mine!For you, I have paid so much, I must get what I want!

Putting on her nightgown, she stood by the window and watched him drive away.

Is he going to find her again? That woman, no!She must not let that woman take Zhiming away.Endless jealousy and hatred burst out of his eyes.