President, don't mess around

"That's because you're not by my side." Feng Zhiming reached out and tapped the tip of her nose.

"Really?" Ling Yanyan looked around with her eyes, "If eyes can kill people, I don't know how many times I would have died?"

The jealous eyes of the women on the side were all on Ling Yanyan.

"You should feel happy." Feng Zhiming never cared about other women.

Ling Yanyan turned her head away, she was such an arrogant man, she unconsciously let go of the hand on his shoulder.

Feng Zhiming also let go of the hand on her waist as if on purpose.

"Hmm..." Ling Yanyan only felt her body sinking.

Struggling with both hands, at the moment when she was about to sink, Feng Zhiming wrapped her arms around her waist, lowered his head and kissed her lips, and the two sank into the sea. After a long time, Feng Zhiming hugged her. Watching her rise to the surface.

Ling Yanyan panted heavily, "You scared me to death." She was most afraid of the feeling of being unable to control her body, and he did it on purpose.

"It seems that swimming for that month was a waste of time." Feng Zhiming was a little disappointed.

"I don't have that role." Ling Yanyan retorted, "Hurry up and hug me up." This time, her arms were wrapped tightly around his neck, and she didn't let go at all.

Feng Zhiming could only pick her up, walk back to the edge of the beach, sit under the umbrella, and wipe the water off her body with a towel.

"It's still so comfortable." Compared to being in the sea, Ling Yanyan prefers to lie under a parasol and look at the blue water.

Feng Zhiming sat down beside her and handed her an iced drink.

It is not only a honeymoon trip, but also living in the world of two people. Even if you just look at the sea every day and embrace each other quietly, as long as two people are together, that is all.

"How long have we been out?" Ling Yanyan leaned against Feng Zhiming's arms, sitting on the balcony, enjoying the cool sea breeze.

"I don't know, and it doesn't matter." Feng Zhiming couldn't wait to stay like this.

"You're really relieved." Ling Yanyan pursed her lips.

Feng Zhiming smiled lightly, "You are in my arms, what else do I have to worry about?"

"It's time for us to go back." Ling Yanyan sat up and turned to look at Feng Zhiming, "Chenchen's first birthday is coming." My son celebrated his first birthday.Parents are not around, outrageous.

During this time, he made her forget everything and gave her different surprises every day. With him, she was the happiest.

"Okay. Then we'll go back tomorrow." Feng Zhiming nodded in agreement.

Yang Yunfang is busy preparing for her baby grandson's first birthday banquet, and specially invited all the distinguished guests to attend. It was easy to do it during the full moon, but now it is the first birthday, and it must be held in a splendid manner.

"Grandma, Chenchen is not good." Yiyi ran over and said to Yang Yunfang who was busy in the living room.

Yang Yunfang put down the things in her hands, "What's wrong with Chenchen?" Oh, her precious grandson is very naughty.

"Chenchen threw away all the toys, she doesn't seem happy." Yiyi has a helpless face, especially recently, she always seems to be unhappy there, Yiyi was always happy to be a sister, but now It's all gone.

When Yang Yunfang went upstairs, she saw the toys scattered all over the floor, "Oh my God! Chenchen, if you don't behave well, grandma will be angry." Resignedly, she picked up her grandson and walked downstairs.

"Didn't Zhiming and Yanyan say they were coming back? Why haven't they arrived yet?" Yang Yunfang stood at the door, waiting anxiously.

"Don't worry, the flight may be delayed, or the car gambling on the way." Feng Zhihao said to her.

At this moment, the doorbell rang, and Mama Zhang opened the door, "Have Zhiming and Yanyan come back?"

"No, it's not Lao Zhang's car. It's Mr. Mo's car." Zhang Ma replied.

Mo Fangming and Shen Yushu got out of the car, carrying a big bag of food and play.

"It's fine for people to come, and there are so many things to bring." Yang Yunfang watched Shen Yushu and Mo Fangming walk in.

"This is my grandson, come here, let me hug him, he looks so cute." Shen Yushu took Chenchen from Yang Yunfang's arms, "Come, call me grandma."

It's a pity that I can't call people yet.

Chenchen didn't recognize his life, he had a smile on his face, and kept waving his little hands.

The door of the villa was opened again, and the driver drove Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan back from the airport.

"Mom, we're back." Ling Yanyan got out of the car and saw Yang Yunfang standing at the door waiting.

"Finally I'm looking forward to your coming back. If you don't come back, the banquet tonight may not be able to proceed." Yang Yunfang walked into the living room side by side with Ling Yanyan while talking.

"Mom, you're here too." Seeing Shen Yushu hugging Chenchen, Ling Yanyan made him laugh.

Shen Yushu said with a smile, "Yes! I also have to come and see my grandson!"

When Chenchen saw Ling Yanyan, Yi Yi struggled.

Ling Yanyan stepped forward and picked up her son, "Chenchen, do you miss Mommy?" She kissed her son's pink face.

"Mom...Mi..." Chenchen spoke inarticulately.

It's fine if he doesn't say anything. This statement made everyone stand there in a daze.

"Chenchen, were you calling Mommy just now?" Ling Yanyan looked at her son in surprise.

"Mom...Mi..." Chenchen called out again.

Ling Yanyan smiled broadly, "Chenchen will call Mommy now."

"Call me Daddy!" Feng Zhiming suddenly appeared beside Ling Yanyan, staring at his son.

Chenchen didn't even look at him, his small face was lying on Ling Yanyan's shoulder, his dark eyes were fixed on Feng Zhiming, his pink lips were drooling, but he didn't call him.

"Zhiming, you and your son are also very close, you see, this is called Mommy Yanyan, but not Daddy!" The others were also anxious.

"My son is born to oppose me." Feng Zhiming looked displeased.

It was a grand birthday party, and when it was over, it was already midnight, and Chenchen slept soundly in Ling Yanyan's arms.

Yang Yunfang hugged Chenchen from Ling Yanyan's arms, "Yanyan, you should go to rest quickly, after sitting on the plane for so long, you have been busy all night." But who knows, Chenchen woke up in less than ten seconds Come, cry and look for Ling Yanyan.

"Mom, it's okay, I'll sleep with Chenchen tonight!" Ling Yanyan carried Chenchen back to her son's room.

"This child is still so clingy to you." Yang Yunfang was also helpless.

Feng Zhiming finally had a sombre face, sleeping in his son's room.

"Go back to your room and sleep!" Ling Yanyan watched him nestle uncomfortably on the small bed.

"Then you go back to your room too." Feng Zhiming acted foolishly.

"No! Once I leave, Chenchen will cry again later." Ling Yanyan disagreed. Although she had seldom taken care of her son, his son was so dependent on her.

"Then I'll sleep here too." Feng Zhiming put his arms around Ling Yanyan's waist.

Ling Yanyan looked at her father and son, one big and one small on her left and right, she had to take care of two of them now, both of them were definitely jealous, and Chenchen was only one year old!Just pestered her and refused to let go.

Feng Zhiming glanced at the sweet son sleeping in Ling Yanyan's arms, with a look of helplessness on his face, and from then on, the two began to compete for favor.

As soon as the genius was up, Chen Chen opened his big black eyes and started making noises. Ling Yanyan woke up and looked at her son, "Mom...Mi..." Okay!He can't say anything now except for calling Mommy.

Ling Yanyan had no choice but to hug him, and in her arms, Chenchen laughed loudly, Feng Zhiming frowned, his whole body was sore in just one night, it seems that he has to change to a big bed here today, Or, he gave in and let his son sleep in his and Yanyan's master bedroom.