President, don't mess around

In the entire huge apartment, darkness enveloped everything, Ling Yanyan huddled on the ground, maintaining her original posture, she hadn't moved, she didn't want to move.

The darkness is something she should get used to, she can only bear the loneliness alone, since when did she get used to his existence, used to his warm embrace, he was only absent for one night, she just missed him so much, No!She shouldn't be like this, she and him are just a deal, just a contract, her person has been taken by him, but she still wants to keep her heart.

Tears clouded her eyes, and she shed tears again. She clearly wanted not to cry, but the tears still couldn't stop.

With a click, the door was opened, Feng Zhiming saw the darkness in the room, stepped lightly, turned on the light, the sudden light of the crystal lamp made Ling Yanyan close her eyes uncomfortably.

Feng Zhiming saw Ling Yanyan sitting on the ground, "Why are you sitting here?" He stepped forward and picked her up, "Ah, it hurts," Ling Yanyan cried out in pain.

"What's wrong?" Feng Zhiming let her sit on his lap, seeing her hand caressing her calf, "It's numb." Ling Yanyan said two words with difficulty.

Feng Zhiming reached out and rubbed her calf, "Does it still hurt?"

"Well," Ling Yanyan nodded, and leaned into his arms, truly feeling his warm embrace.

Feng Zhiming hugged her tightly in his arms, "Yanyan, Yanyan," whispering her name, Ling Yanyan raised her head from his embrace, looked at his handsome face, held her hands Caressing his face: "Why are you back?"

After asking, Ling Yanyan wanted to bite off her tongue. She not only asked unnecessary questions, but also expressed her expectations.

"Are you unhappy that I'm back?" Feng Zhiming met her red and swollen eyes, "Don't you want me to come back?"

"I..." Ling Yanyan lowered her eyes.

Feng Zhiming pinched her thin chin, leaving her nowhere to hide, and made her look directly at him, "Tell me the truth."

Ling Yanyan closed her eyes, "I don't want you back, I don't want you, not at all, I hope you never come back." After finishing speaking, she bit her lower lip tightly.

"Open your eyes and look at me." Feng Zhiming ordered domineeringly.

Ling Yanyan looked at him obediently, "From now on, you are not allowed to cry alone, you understand?" Feng Zhiming said again.

Ling Yanyan nodded.

"To me, you can never lie, don't be stubborn, tell me clearly if you miss me, and don't say what you mean." Feng Zhiming kissed her while talking.

"Well," Ling Yanyan's tears flowed down again, and she became weaker.

Maybe it's because she has support, maybe it's because she's tired.

Feng Zhiming pushed her harder, let her get closer to him, then lowered his head and kissed the salty tears on her face.

Ling Yanyan stretched out her hand to wrap his neck around his neck, and gave her kiss. Her kiss sucked a little jerky, but it still aroused Feng Zhiming's desire. Feng Zhiming reacted passively and took the initiative. Her hands were tightly entangled, and the big hands slid in from the hem of her skirt and moved to her thighs.

"Hmm...ah..." Ling Yanyan couldn't help moaning, "No, don't..."

Feng Zhiming bit her small earlobe, "Your body is much more honest than you." He began to tear off her underwear, and gently picked her wet stamen with his fingers.

Ling Yanyan bent her body sensitively, and pressed her tightly against his.

Feng Zhiming picked her up, walked into the bedroom, took off her dress and his own, and the two faced each other naked.

He leaned over and kissed the waiting bud on her chest, gnawed it lightly with his teeth, and kneaded her other side of the bud with his hands, "Yanyan, say you love me."

Ling Yanyan panted and said: "I, I love you." These three words, I don't know if it was because of listening to Feng Zhiming, or because of her true thoughts in her heart.

"Leave you to me." Feng Zhiming entered her body with a long-awaited intention, and the two became one so well, her body twisted to cater to his non-stop rhythm, tonight, He was crazy, making her unable to keep up with his rhythm, but he was still brought to the happiest peak by him.

"Ah..." Feng Zhiming roared softly, planting his seeds in her body.

After a joy, the whole room was still filled with that breath, the naked two hugged each other tightly, Feng Zhiming pulled the quilt to cover her bare shoulders, but the hands But wandering restlessly under the quilt.

"Tired?" Feng Zhiming asked, he was suddenly afraid of losing her, so he frantically wanted her and let her belong to him completely.

Ling Yanyan's face was still flushed, she shook her head, she felt at ease now, because she could still feel his presence and breath in his arms.

"Then you still want it?" His hand wandered over every sensitive part of her body, successfully arousing her tenderness.

Ling Yanyan moved her body back, no!

Feng Zhiming didn't allow her to escape, and once he retracted the hand on her waist, she fell into his arms again, "I don't want you to get out of bed for three days." He chuckled softly.Looking at the shocked Ling Yanyan, Rushui's eyes widened to look at him. Her cute appearance made him feel even happier.

"I'm sleepy." Ling Yanyan turned around, closed her eyes, her clean and white back was in his arms, Feng Zhiming still didn't let her go, as long as he wanted, he would definitely want her , entered her from behind, begging her fiercely, accompanied by the hazy moonlight and a little bit of starlight, making the whole room look more ambiguous.

The morning sun shone into the room through the emerald green curtains of tulle. Ling Yanyan opened her eyes. The pain in her whole body reminded her of everything from last night. Looking at Feng Zhiming who was sleeping soundly in front of her, she moved her face closer A soft kiss on his sexy thin lips.

Extravagant hope, everything is extravagant hope, it is only temporary, just like a dream, if the dream wakes up, everything will not exist.

"Good morning." Feng Zhiming opened his eyes instantly and greeted with a smile.

"Uh, good morning." Ling Yanyan prayed in her heart, that he was asleep just now, that he didn't know that she had kissed him just now, but she had a smile that was uglier than crying.

Feng Zhiming kissed away the ugly smile on her face fiercely, "Why did you want to kiss me secretly? I hope you kiss me when I am awake."

He still knows.Ling Yanyan regretted it.

Feng Zhiming rested his head on his elbow, and looked at Ling Yanyan who had her eyes closed. Her self-esteem was too strong, so he was willing to give her time, waiting for her to let go of everything and throw herself into his arms.Waiting for her to give her heart to him, to belong to him wholeheartedly.