President, don't mess around

"It's nothing." Ling Yanyan leaned into his arms.

"Nothing?" Feng Zhiming raised his eyebrows and stared at her closely. It's no wonder he believed it.

"Really!" Ling Yanyan pulled him towards the car parked not far away.

Feng Zhiming got into the car, "I'll punish you when I get home." As he said that, he started the car and sped away. The original plan of going for a walk was also ruined, and the car sank into the night at the fastest speed. Then slowly drove into the villa.

Yang Yunfang and the others were still sitting in the living room, and they were a little surprised that Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan came back so early.

"Yanyan, Zhiming, why did you come back so early?" Yang Yunfang asked.

Feng Zhiming didn't speak, and walked to the second floor.

Ling Yanyan twitched the corner of her mouth slightly, "Yes! Dad, Mom."

"What's wrong with Zhiming? Why is his face so stinky?" Yang Yunfang looked at Feng Zhiming who had already disappeared at the stairs.

"Mom, it's nothing! I'll go up and have a look." Ling Yanyan walked up the stairs as she spoke.

Feng Zhiming took off his suit, threw it on the sofa beside him, and leaned against the sofa.

Ling Yanyan walked in, "Zhiming, what's wrong with you? Are you still angry with me?" She walked to the sofa, stood in front of him, and asked in a low voice.

"I'm not angry with you, and I don't dare, doesn't Ji Yunjun really want to be your flower protector?" Feng Zhiming's words sounded a bit sour.

Ling Yanyan sat down beside him, "Honey, are you jealous?"

Feng Zhiming chuckled lightly, with a look of disdain, "Joke, would I be jealous? Why would I be jealous!" After speaking, he turned his head away.

"It's so hard to admit that you're jealous!" Ling Yanyan stretched out her small hand, making him turn his head and face herself, "The only person I love is you, and the only person I want is you. I have nothing against Ji Yunjun." emotion."

Feng Zhiming held her hand, "No feelings? Then you let him hug you?" Thinking of this, he was very angry, okay!He admitted that he was jealous, he admitted that he didn't want other men to approach her at all, he didn't like Ji Yunjun hugging her at all, no!It's disgusting!He hated it so much that he wanted to step up and beat him up, if it wasn't because Ji Yunjun took the knife for Yanyan, if it wasn't because he had just been discharged from the hospital, he would never be relentless.

Ling Yanyan stretched out her slender arms and wrapped them around his waist, "Okay! Don't be angry, I let him hug him because he is leaving, and I can't bear to refuse."

"Excuse!" Feng Zhiming held her waist, exerted a little force, and let her sit on his lap.

"Not next time." Ling Yanyan smiled sweetly, and buried her face in his arms.

next time?Will Feng Zhiming give her another chance?

Feng Zhiming leaned over and pressed her under him, "Don't get so close to him again! Don't!" Her sexy lips covered her soft pink lips, sucking them back and forth, and tugged at the gauze skirt on her body with her big hands.

"Zhiming, parents will come up." Ling Yanyan pushed him lightly, but it couldn't match his strength.

His small body was pressed down by his firm body, unable to move, and the shoulder straps of the gauze skirt on her body had been pulled to her slender arms.

"Yanyan, you can only smell of me on your body, understand?" Feng Zhiming raised his head and said to her.

Ling Yanyan nodded with a half understanding.

"Very good! What a good wife!" Feng Zhiming picked her up, walked to the bedroom, kicked her lightly, and the door was closed.

Both of them fell on the big bed, "I will punish you well and make you remember that your husband is me, not Ji Yunjun! Even if you sympathize, you can't!" After finishing speaking, she took off her clothes. dress.

A joy spread, warming the whole room.

Feng Zhiming looked at Ling Yanyan who was leaning in his arms, stretched out his hand to smooth her hair, shrank her soft body into his arms, wrapped his arms around his thin waist, "I'm so sleepy. "The grunt came into Feng Zhiming's ears.

"Tired?" Feng Zhiming asked lazily.

"What do you think?" Ling Yanyan closed her eyes and leaned quietly.

"Your physical strength is too weak, you should do more." Feng Zhiming said without any shyness.

Ling Yanyan clenched her hands into fists and hung him lightly, "Why are you so cheeky?"

"What's so cheeky? You are my wife!" Feng Zhiming still said lightly.

"Don't you have a meeting tomorrow?" Although Ling Yanyan was very tired, she still wanted to remind her of one thing.

Feng Zhiming pulled the quilt in front of her, "Understood, wife."

But Ling Yanyan in her arms was already asleep.

Changed her position to make Ling Yanyan sleep more comfortably, stroked her forehead, looked at her cute sleeping face, "It's really silly Yanyan." After pamperingly kissing her forehead, Just close your eyes.

Ling Yanyan woke up and got up lightly. Today, he will be very busy, and she wants to help him prepare breakfast.

When I got downstairs, I saw Yang Yunfang and Feng Zhihao sitting in the living room, "Mom, Dad, good morning!"

"Yanyan, why do you wake up so early?" Yang Yunfang looked at her, caught a glimpse of the hickey on her neck, and the smile on her face deepened.

Why did Ling Yanyan feel that Yang Yunfang's eyes were a little weird, but she still nodded, "Yes! Today Zhiming is going to the company for a meeting, and I want to prepare breakfast for him."

"No need, just let Mama Zhang prepare. I think you are tired too. Go up and rest." Yang Yunfang got up and pushed Ling Yanyan upstairs.

Ling Yanyan was a little puzzled, but she went upstairs anyway.

Yang Yunfang smiled and turned around and sat back on the sofa, "Old man, did you see it? I said they are all right?"

It also made them wonder last night. The two of them went out to dinner happily, but came back with a gloomy face.

Thought something big happened?Fortunately, nothing happened.

Ling Yanyan returned to the room with a puzzled face, and Feng Zhiming came out of the bathroom wearing a nightgown, "Yanyan, why did you get up so early? Were you tired last night?" He looked at her ambiguously.

"I wanted to prepare breakfast for you, but my mother forced me to come up to rest." Ling Yanyan pouted and looked at him.

"Mother Zhang will prepare breakfast." Feng Zhiming sat down on the sofa.

Ling Yanyan looked at his hair still dripping with water, "Why don't you dry your hair, what if you catch a cold?" Then she walked into the bathroom.

"Ah..." suddenly screamed.

Feng Zhiming walked into the bathroom quickly, "What's wrong? Yanyan."

Ling Yanyan looked at the hickey on her neck, "It's because of you that you look at you. No wonder I thought Mom's eyes were weird just now, so it was this."

"Is there something wrong?" Feng Zhiming embraced her from behind, "This is your mark as my wife."

"What? How can I go out to meet people like this!" Ling Yanyan glared at him through the mirror.

On the contrary, Feng Zhiming smiled triumphantly, "I think it's very good! This means that you have got your name, so that other men dare not think of you."

"I hate it!" Ling Yanyan turned around and took a dry towel, "You are too tall!" After letting him sit on the chair beside her, she wiped his hair.

*****Dears, I'm sorry, I've been busy with work recently, so today's update is late. . .