President, don't mess around

As soon as Chen Chen sat back on the bed, she clapped her white and tender little hands, just in time to hang up the ringing cell phone.

Ling Yanyan picked up the phone, and just dialed the number, the screen went black, and the phone turned off automatically, "Isn't it? It's out of battery." She frowned, and there was no battery at this time, so she quickly picked up the wireless phone on the side, After dialing the number, the call was picked up within three seconds, "Ling Yanyan, you damn dare to hang up on me!" As soon as the call was connected, Feng Zhiming's roar sounded.

"No, it was just now..." Ling Yanyan wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Feng Zhiming.

"I don't want to hear the reason, wait for me at the gate of the villa in half an hour." Feng Zhiming hung up the phone as soon as he finished speaking.

It's already midnight, what does he want to do?Hearing the wind on the phone, he should be driving.

Ling Yanyan asked her son to lie down on the bed, patted him, and coaxed him to sleep. She sat on the edge of the bed and stroked her forehead with one hand. She was still a little dizzy. Maybe she forgot to take the medicine. She stood up and just picked up the water glass. Only then did I realize that there was no water, and was about to leave the room when the phone next to the bed suddenly rang. It was so late, and I didn't need to guess who was calling, "Hello."

"Change clothes, come down immediately, I only give you 2 minutes." Feng Zhiming said to Ling Yanyan.

"Zhiming, it's very late now." Ling Yanyan looked at her son who had just fallen asleep beside her.

Feng Zhiming got out of the car, "I only give you 2 minutes, otherwise I will go in." Without giving Ling Yanyan a chance to speak, she hung up the phone.

Ling Yanyan walked to the balcony, looked at the car lights outside the villa, and the figure of Wei An standing beside the car, it was that miss, deep miss, put on a coat, and went downstairs.

Feng Zhiming stood beside the car, holding a cigarette between his slender fingers, waiting for Ling Yanyan with a calm look. The door of the villa was opened. He was wearing a pink silk nightdress and a white coat. Ling Yanyan appeared in his sight.

"Are you going out with me like this?" Feng Zhiming curled his lips, threw away the cigarette in his hand, and took two strides to embrace her in his arms.

Ling Yanyan was hugged so tightly by him that it was difficult for her to breathe, but she was still deeply attached to this familiar smell, the faint smell of perfume mixed with the fresh smell of tobacco.

Feng Zhiming let go of her, put his hands around her waist, "I mean 2 minutes, do you know how long it's been?" His voice was obviously unhappy, but the hands on his waist were pulled closer. tight.

"Zhiming, it's very late." Ling Yanyan looked up at him, still with that charming handsome face.

"Really?" Feng Zhiming clasped her waist, leaned over and lowered his head to kiss her pink lips, tender and domineering, lingering deeply, until she was out of breath, before letting go of her.

Ling Yanyan panted heavily, and leaned weakly in his arms.

Feng Zhiming picked her up and let her sit in the car, "Where are you taking me?" Ling Yanyan looked at the locked car door and turned to him helplessly.

"You'll know when you get there." Feng Zhiming started the engine, turned the steering wheel, and turned the car around.

"No! It's so late, Chenchen fell asleep alone, what if he wakes up and finds me?" Ling Yanyan refused.

Feng Zhiming stepped on the accelerator directly.gallop away.

At this time, the lights on the second floor of the villa suddenly turned on, "Master, Miss Ling..."

"Let her go! Send a servant to take care of Chenchen." Ji Yunjun was in front of the window in a white nightgown.

The moment Ling Yanyan talked with Feng Zhiming on the wireless phone, Ji Yunjun already knew about it, but this time, he didn't stop him, saying that he wasn't jealous, that was a lie, but he still didn't go out to stop him, just watched Ling Yanyan was forced into the car by Feng Zhiming, and drove away.

"Feng Zhiming, where are you taking me? I'm still dressed like this, and I'm worried about Chenchen." Ling Yanyan watched the car drive farther and farther, and the speed increased instead of decreasing. She was anxious .

"Go to a good place." Feng Zhiming finally stopped the car, "I don't mind if you dress like this, not to mention, I've given you time to change clothes, you didn't change, blame me?"

Ling Yanyan pulled the jacket on her body, "Of course it's your fault, you didn't make it clear, how do I know it's midnight, you force me to go out?"

Therefore, the final conclusion was Feng Zhiming's fault.

"It was you who didn't answer the phone first, you should know that I always keep my word." After speaking, Feng Zhiming continued to drive.

After being silent for a while, Ling Yanyan spoke again, "What about Chenchen? He will definitely find me when he wakes up."

"Chenchen, are you still afraid that Ji Yunjun won't take care of him? Even if it's not for Chenchen, I think he will take good care of Chenchen for you, otherwise, how could he keep you with him?" Feng Zhiming seemed It looks very clear.

Ling Yanyan pursed her lips, "Chenchen is your son." She told him a fact very seriously.

"Then you are still my wife." Feng Zhiming was also extremely unhappy.

"Okay!" Ling Yanyan was silent.

Half an hour later, the car arrived at a leisure club and stopped in the underground garage, "How did you get here?" Ling Yanyan was picked up by Feng Zhiming as soon as she got out of the car, and walked into the elevator.

"Me, can you let me down?" Ling Yanyan wrapped her hands around his neck and whispered in his ear.

"Shut up!" Feng Zhiming said coldly, if he didn't speak, it would not be what he liked to hear.

Seeing his gloomy face, Ling Yanyan said, "What if others see it?"

"So what?" Feng Zhiming said lightly, of course, except for him, no one else will come in here, at least so far, except for the woman in his arms who once broke into his exclusive elevator, there is no one else.

Just as he was talking, the elevator stopped at the top floor with a ding sound. Feng Zhiming walked out of the elevator with her in his arms. He pressed his finger lightly on the identification button by the door, and the door opened automatically. The room is not very big, but it is very comfortable , and the whole room has a glass roof, and you can see the twinkling stars in the sky when you look up.

"Here is it?" Ling Yanyan was placed on a recliner by Feng Zhiming, her black eyes blinked, and she looked at Feng Zhiming.

"Do you like it?" Feng Zhiming asked softly in her ear.

Ling Yanyan stood up, opened the floor-to-ceiling windows, and stood on the balcony, "It's so beautiful! I never knew there was such a beautiful place."

"I prepared this specially for you." Feng Zhiming also came out, wrapped her body around her from behind, and held her tightly in his arms.

"I mean this is Feng's too..." Ling Yanyan turned her head to look at him.

Feng Zhiming smiled, "It's not important, the important thing is that you like it."

Ling Yanyan looked at the night sky, and after a while, she couldn't help but sneezed.

"Enter the room." Feng Zhiming put his hand on her face, frowning.

"I..." When Ling Yanyan saw his gloomy face, she swallowed the words abruptly back into her stomach, and walked back to the room with his arms.

Feng Zhiming hugged her and sat on the loveseat sofa, with a thin blanket covering their bodies.

***** Dear friends, one chapter will be updated first, and there will be another update in the afternoon. . .