President, don't mess around

"What do you think I want to do?" Li Minghao reached out to fasten her on her seat belt, and moved his face closer to her.

"I, I," Ling Yanyan suddenly stretched out her hand and pushed him away, "I want to get off the car! Let me get off the car!" She patted him hard.

Li Minghao felt no pain from her slapping, and then grabbed her hand, "Slapping me so hard, doesn't your hand hurt?" His big hand gently stroked her delicate hand.

"Let me go!" Ling Yanyan withdrew her hand vigorously, and then leaned against the car window.

Li Minghao shrugged, "Just let me be a gentleman and take you home, how about it?"

Ling Yanyan turned her head and looked out the window, expressing her acquiescence.

Li Minghao didn't ask her address and drove directly.

But Ling Yanyan, who was driving at a slow speed, wanted to vomit blood, and the slow speed was less than twenty yards.

"Hey, Li Minghao, did you do it on purpose?" Ling Yanyan finally couldn't bear it anymore, and she didn't need to bear it anymore, especially for this kind of rotten person.

Li Minghao stepped on the brakes unhurriedly, "Finally broke out. He has personality."

Li Minghao smiled instead of anger.

Ling Yanyan forcefully opened the car door, "Let me get out of the car." Seeing that he didn't respond, he just leaned on the back of the chair and stared at her.

"I said I want to get out of the car!" Ling Yanyan spoke again.

Li Minghao finally unlocked the car door, Ling Yanyan got out of the car without looking back, and walked quickly to the apartment.

Li Minghao looked at the back of her leaving, but he couldn't stop the smile on his face.

Ling Yanyan, what do you think should be done?I found that I have fallen deeply in love with you.

Walking a bit distressed, when he reached the apartment building, he stood still and refused to go upstairs. Will he be there?is he backIf he didn't come back, then she would rather not go up.

But where can she go?Forget it, even being alone is better than staying here.

Just took a step, "Are you waiting for me?" Feng Zhiming didn't expect to see Ling Yanyan standing downstairs as soon as he drove back.

As soon as Ling Yanyan turned her head, he came back, more joy than surprise, she threw herself into his arms.

Feng Zhiming stretched out his hands and hugged her into his arms, "As soon as I saw me, I threw myself into my arms, but I haven't seen her for a long time, so I just miss me that much."

After a long time, Ling Yanyan raised her head from his embrace, "Why did you come back so late?"

"That's because you are missing your capable special assistant!"

Feng Zhiming put his arms around her waist, and they took the elevator to the room together. The crystal chandelier lit up, and the whole room was brightly lit. Ling Yanyan sat on the sofa tiredly, kicked off the slippers on her feet, and simply lay down on the sofa.

Feng Zhiming helped her up and let her lie on his lap, "Are you tired from work today?" His extended fingers followed her long hair down to the ends.

Ling Yanyan shook her head, "No!"

Feng Zhiming suddenly picked her up, "Take a bath and go to bed early."

After entering the bathroom, she took off her suit, leaving only a white suspender, "Get out!" Seeing his hand about to tear off the suspender, Ling Yanyan pushed him.

"What's the matter, let's go together!" With a wicked smile on his face, Feng Zhiming picked up the shower, turned on the switch, and sprayed it on Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan had nowhere to hide, she was already soaked by the spray of water, "It's so cold! It's cold water, Feng Zhiming, you are a big villain." She hugged her arms with both hands.

Feng Zhiming turned off the water, and hugged her into his arms, "Is it still cold? You are so afraid of the cold, so you still wear so little." He bowed his head and kissed her lips over and over again, unwilling to let go, sexy lips Then moved to her neck, the big hand moved behind her back, with a slight movement of the fingers, the metal buckle of the underwear was untied, Ling Yanyan's resistance seemed so weak, and the bathroom was full of beauty.

The two were lying on the bed hugging each other, Ling Yanyan leaned against his broad chest, and put one hand around his thin waist, "Aren't you sleepy?" Feng Zhiming could feel her exhaustion, but she But she still opened her eyes energetically, "You haven't slept either!" Ling Yanyan retorted.

"Are you blaming me, or are you angry with me?" Feng Zhiming tightened his arms around her, and Ling Yanyan raised her head, "What, I don't understand." He was confused, who knew what he was asking? ?

"Transfer you to the design department." Feng Zhiming asked lightly.

Ling Yanyan didn't answer. After a long time, he heard her even breathing, stroked her soft long hair, raised the corners of her mouth, and saw that she was still hugging him tightly when she was asleep. He understood that she couldn't bear it. He left him to go to the design department, but she did exactly what he wanted, without any rejection.

Feng Zhiming pulled over the silk quilt and covered the two of them together, gradually warming her cold body.

The sun shone into the room through the curtains, the person in her arms was still sleeping soundly, and there was no sign of waking up at all, the soft kiss gradually fell, on her smooth forehead, sharp nose, and then to the bright red tender lips.

Ling Yanyan moved her body, stretched out her slender hand to remove the person who disturbed her sleep, and turned her back, "Well, I'm still sleepy." After grunting, she continued to close her eyes.

Feng Zhiming's muscular arms crossed domineeringly, pressing heavily on her waist.

Ling Yanyan finally opened her eyes, "You did it on purpose." She sat up abruptly, the quilt slid down, letting out the spring light on her chest, her body was covered with the imprint of love left last night, she stretched out her hand to tighten the quilt to cover it , and then brought the nightgown on the side and put it on, before going to freshen up.

And Feng Zhiming watched her hide in the bathroom with a smile on his face.

hateful!Always like to see me make a fool of myself.Ling Yanyan stood in the bathroom, talking to herself in the mirror.

Knock, "Are you going to stay in there all morning?" A teasing voice came from the bathroom door.

Ling Yanyan pursed her mouth and opened the bathroom door.

"Got it!" She gave him another hard look, pushed him, and walked back to the bedroom.

Ling Yanyan sat in the office, resting her chin on her hand, narrowing her eyes slightly, then opened the drawer, and took out the design drawing.

But at this moment the phone rang, "Hello."

"Hello, Miss Ling, I'm Zhiming's mother, are you free now? I want to talk to you." Yang Yunfang's voice came.

Ling Yanyan froze for a moment, "Well, okay, where is it?"

After hanging up the phone, I always felt uneasy in my heart, but I still took my bag, walked out of the office, and walked to the appointed coffee shop.

Walked into the Liyu coffee shop, found a seat and sat down, holding the water glass tightly with both hands, waiting for Yang Yunfang's arrival.

Ten minutes later, a middle-aged lady in a black dress, pearl necklace and earrings walked in. After sweeping her beautiful eyes, she walked towards Ling Yanyan.

"Auntie, you're here." Ling Yanyan got up immediately.

Yang Yunfang nodded slightly, and sat down, "You sit down too!"

There seemed to be a gap between the two, sitting face to face, but neither spoke until the waiter brought two cups of coffee.