President, don't mess around

Tears flowed from Ling Yanyan's eyes and wet his clothes. She suddenly had the warmth of a home, so let her selfishly hope for once!

Feng Zhiming's hand on her waist tightened unknowingly, and a layer of worry appeared on his handsome face. He has always felt uneasy recently, afraid that Ling Yanyan would leave, and felt that she would leave her from time to time. Disappeared, from then on, he could never find her again.

Ling Yanyan was lying on the bed with her eyes tightly closed. She didn't open her eyes until the sound of even breathing came from the person beside her. She looked at the sleeping man. This man, she fell in love with him. She didn't know it was a mistake. still right?But, thinking that Wang Xueyi is already pregnant with his child, is her persistence still necessary?No matter what, Feng Zhihao and Yang Yunfang will try their best to make him and Wang Xueyi together.

The little hand climbed up to his handsome face, wandering over his handsome messy face, she could remember his face even when she closed her eyes, moved close to his face, printed her pink lips one by one, and finally kissed him slightly Upturned sexy thin lips.

Suddenly felt the big hand on the waist use the neck, let her softness fit his strong body, a kiss that was originally like a touch of water passively became his deep kiss.

Well, Ling Yanyan struggled breathlessly, until he let her go, she gasped heavily.

"You, aren't you asleep?" Ling Yanyan buried her face in his chest and said in a muffled voice.

Feng Zhiming kissed her hair lightly, smelling the smell of her shampoo, "Do you need to kiss me secretly when I'm asleep?" Feng Zhiming said with a smile.

Ling Yanyan raised her head and opened her eyes wide, "You did it on purpose! You pretended to be asleep!"

Feng Zhiming just smiled and said nothing, in fact, it wasn't that he was pretending to be asleep, it's just that he has been in a light sleep recently, as long as she turns over, he can wake up.

"Since we're all awake, then we'll..." While speaking, she began to reach out to take off the silk nightgown on her body, and kissed the pink flower buds on her chest. Ling Yanyan had no way to resist and could only let her go He dominates everything, including her body.

Feng Zhiming lay on her delicate body, panting heavily, still buried in her body, his fullness filled her whole body, "We want a child, give me a child!" whispered in his ear.

Ling Yanyan trembled, child!Can she have his child?

With a low growl, he continued to release the seeds of his love in her body.

The two, dripping with sweat, lay hugging each other, Ling Yanyan fell into a deep sleep tired, Feng Zhiming's hand touched her flat belly.

If she had his child, would she be able to fill the vacancy that year?He actually had some expectations!

He loves her, he loves Ling Yanyan!This realization shocked him himself!

How can he fall in love with her?He has always had Mo Yuqing in his heart, how could Ling Yanyan occupy Yuqing's place in his heart like this.

The sky was bright, and the sun shone into the room through the gauze curtain. Feng Zhiming did not open his eyes, and still hugged the sleeping person in his arms. Recently, she has become sleepy. She used to get up early, but now she is eight I ordered it, but I was still in a sweet sleep.

Feng Zhiming lowered his head and kissed her face, his wet tongue twitched, the tickling feeling made her open her sleepy eyes, and pushed him with her small hand, "I'll sleep for another 5 minutes." He grunted and continued to close his eyes go to sleep.

This habit is too similar to Mo Yuqing's, and so is Mo Yuqing who loves to stay in bed, but Yuqing's love to stay in bed is only like this after she was pregnant, could it be? . . . ?

Feng Zhiming's hand touched her still flat lower abdomen again. Is there a little life here?No!probably not!Ling Yanyan has always loved to stay in bed.

Ling Yanyan opened her eyes and rubbed them vigorously, "Morning." She said good morning to Feng Zhiming who was staring at her.

Feng Zhiming raised the corner of his lips, and kissed her directly on the lips.

One of Ling Yanyan's small hands pressed against his chest, and the other reached out to grab the restless big hands under the quilt, "I'm going to be late for work!"

Feng Zhiming finally stopped, lifted the quilt directly, got out of bed, brought the nightgown at the side, put it on, turned around, but saw Ling Yanyan still had her eyes closed, and mercilessly pulled the quilt away, Ling Yanyan, who was not fully clothed, opened her eyes quickly, and the little hickey marks on her body were exposed to the air. She snatched the quilt and covered it again, her beautiful eyes widened and stared at the hateful man in front of her.

Feng Zhiming completely ignored her angry eyes, walked into the bathroom to take a shower, and walked back to the bedroom with wet hair.

Ling Yanyan walked into the bathroom without even looking at him.

Are her eyes closed?However, she was really sleepy, took a bath in a daze, and walked out wrapped in a towel, but he was nowhere to be seen.

Just as Ling Yanyan reached out to pick up the clothes on the side, the door was opened, and Feng Zhiming walked in carrying a familiar suitcase, "You want to stay in the villa, I will ask Li Rui to go to the apartment to pick you up." I brought all my clothes."

Ling Yanyan looked at the clothes in the silver-gray box, and then at Feng Zhiming in front of her, "Thank you." She kissed him on the cheek, and took out a set of pink clothes from the suitcase. She changed into a foreign dress, and tied a silk scarf of the same color around her fair neck, just to cover up the hickey on her neck.

Feng Zhiming crossed his arms and leaned against the door to look at her. He didn't apply any makeup, but his face was still beautiful. "What's wrong with me?" After reading it again, I opened my mouth to ask.

He approached her, gently pulled with his slender fingers, and the silk scarf around her neck was pulled off directly, "It looks better this way." The smile on his face was evil.

Ling Yanyan stretched out her hand to snatch it back, but he avoided it, "This is impossible!"

Put your hands on your neck.

Feng Zhiming directly stuffed the silk scarf into his suit pocket, pulled her up and walked downstairs.

He sat leisurely in the dining room, drinking coffee, while Ling Yanyan looked at the toasted bread in front of her, but she didn't have much appetite, she just took a symbolic bite, indicating that breakfast was finished, and Wang Xueyi also had no appetite Looking at the chicken soup in front of him, he showed his special treatment.

When she saw the dark red hickey on her neck, hatred climbed up Wang Xueyi's face, damned vixen, I won't let you be proud for too long!

Only she has a child in her womb, then, the wife of the president of the Feng Group, only she, Wang Xueyi, is worthy!

She reached out and pushed the chicken soup in front of her, "Auntie, I don't have much appetite, why don't I let Yanyan drink this bowl of chicken soup!" Wang Xueyi covered her mouth with her hand, as if about to vomit.

"Xueyi, are you feeling bad? It doesn't matter if you don't like chicken soup. I'll let Mama Zhang prepare what you like." Yang Yunfang looked at her dotingly.