President, don't mess around

He didn't let her go until both of them were out of breath, "Do you remember? I remember very clearly, your kiss is still so intoxicating."

"Damn it!" Ling Yanyan waved her hand, but she was caught by him before falling down.

Feng Zhiming approached her face with a wicked smile, "You remember, don't you?" At this moment, the car stopped at the entrance of the hotel.

Feng Zhiming picked up Ling Yanyan and got out of the car, and walked straight to the elevator.

"Put me down!" Ling Yanyan felt that the eyes of the people passing by were all on the two of them.

Feng Zhiming pretended not to hear, when the elevator door opened, he walked into the elevator with her in his arms, and pressed the highest button.

The elevator stopped on the top floor, and as soon as Feng Zhiming walked into the luxurious presidential suite with her in his arms, he kicked her, and the door automatically closed.

"Let me go!" Ling Yanyan looked at the room, a little flustered, and struggled away from his arms in a panic.

The first thing I did when I turned around was to leave here, but the door couldn't be opened no matter what.

"Without my fingerprint identification, you will never be able to get out of this room." Feng Zhiming crossed his arms, and a cold voice came from behind her.

Ling Yanyan turned around and stared at him, "Then open the door!"

"You beg me." Feng Zhiming said lightly.

"You..." Ling Yanyan pushed him away, "Despicable, shameless!"

"Is there any more?" Feng Zhiming stretched out his long arms and hugged her tightly in front of his chest, "I really want to seal your lips with a kiss, I'm so surprised that such a word came out of such a beautiful mouth. "

As soon as Ling Yanyan heard his words, she obediently closed her mouth and remained silent.

Feng Zhiming hugged her proudly, but quietly.

For five years, he thought he had forgotten her, but when he saw her, kissed her lips, and held her in his arms, he felt that he had never forgotten her.

"I'm going to be out of breath, let me go." Ling Yanyan broke away from him, "I have to go back,"

"Why do you want to go back? Is there a man waiting for you?" Feng Zhiming looked at her.

Ling Yanyan raised her head, "So what? You don't care, now, I ask you to let me out." I deliberately used the word please to distance myself from him.

"I won't let you go out!" Feng Zhiming pulled her over, put his arms around her slender waist, and kissed her domineeringly one after another, not allowing her any right to refuse.

Big hands moved behind her smooth back.

"Well..." Ling Yanyan couldn't avoid his menacing kiss no matter what.

The big hand unzipped the invisible zipper on her back, and the whole dress slipped off. A sudden coolness woke her up, "Let me go, you can't,"

Ling Yanyan wanted to push him away, she shouldn't have anything to do with him, absolutely not!

"No! I want you!" Feng Zhiming took off the clothes on the two of them, and both fell on the soft big bed.

Her strong body covered her soft delicate body, "Yanyan, don't reject me." Arouse all her sensitivity with kisses, all her rationality was drowned by his kisses one by one, and she was intoxicated in his tenderness.

The wet tongue licked the fullness of her chest, and her slender arms unconsciously wrapped around his neck, arching her body to meet him.

Feng Zhiming had done enough foreplay before he squeezed his body into her body, and her tightness made him slow down.

It wasn't until she fainted from exhaustion that he let her go and let her lie in his arms. Looking at her sleeping face, she was still so thin, and her long arms wrapped around her slender waist that was still barely enough to hold.

For five years, he hadn't touched a woman, but now, he kept wanting her like a madman until she fainted.

Pulling the quilt over the two of them, they turned off the bedside lamp.

He could feel that she still had feelings for him. His Yanyan, for five years, didn't let himself miss her, didn't let himself go to her, but what he didn't expect was that the first meeting after five years turned out to be... Such an accident, without any warning.

The person in his arms shrank back and leaned into his arms, looking for a familiar feeling.

Feng Zhiming chuckled, hugged the person in his arms tightly, closed his eyes, and enjoyed that rare tenderness.

The warm sunlight was covered by layers of curtains, Ling Yanyan opened her eyes, and what caught her eyes was his handsome face, listening to his even breathing, she stroked his face with her little hand, It's been five years, and I miss him so much. Knowing that he is married and has a child, she buries all her feelings in her heart and takes care of her daughter wholeheartedly.

Perhaps, last night was an accident, and today, the two have nothing to do with each other.

I moved my body a little bit, but found that I had no strength at all, and there was still a burst of pain, so I cried out in pain.

Feng Zhiming still had his eyes closed, and his long arms firmly fixed her in front of him.

Ling Yanyan frowned unconsciously, and looked at the time, the originally agreed time with Mrs. Oss had already passed.

He reached out his hand to take out the mobile phone in the bag, but was held down by a big hand. With a grunt, he turned over and pressed her under him.

"Hey, Feng Zhiming, what exactly do you want?" Ling Yanyan put her hands on his chest.

Feng Zhiming lay down beside her, "Yanyan, you finally remember me."

"You...is this your purpose?" Ling Yanyan opened her eyes wide and stared at him fiercely.

Feng Zhiming didn't speak, no, he didn't have any purpose, he just wanted to hug her for a while.

Sure enough, in less than a second, the phone rang, Ling Yanyan reached out to pick up the phone, and picked it up, "Mommy!"

"Who is calling?" Feng Zhiming asked displeased.

Ling Yanyan covered the phone's microphone, but it was too late, "Mommy, there is a man next to you, no wonder he didn't call me anymore, he's not free." The voice on the other end of the phone was a little unhappy.

"No, I'll call you later, okay?" Seeing Feng Zhiming's increasingly ugly face, Ling Yanyan could only flatten her mouth.

"Okay, but you have to call me." Reluctantly hung up the phone.

"Say! Who is it?" Seeing her hesitation just now, he looked displeased.

Ling Yanyan just glanced at him, "I want..." He covered her mouth with his hand.

"You want?" Feng Zhiming raised his eyebrows charmingly, his eyes were actually ambiguous.

"What? I mean I'm going to get up, I'm leaving." He pulled away his hand covering his mouth.

Covering his body with the quilt, he bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground.

Although it is not very good to wear a floor-length evening dress in broad daylight, she has no other choice.

"Are you going to go out dressed like this?" Feng Zhiming held back a smile, watching her hold the dress tightly in her hands.

"Can't it?" Ling Yanyan is unwilling, but is there a better way?

Feng Zhiming parted his lips, "Aren't you afraid of being robbed? Or do you want to be a different kind?"

"I..." Ling Yanyan also knew it was wrong, but wasn't it all his fault?How could he still have the nerve to smile so happily.

"You don't want to either, do you?" Feng Zhiming still knows her very well, after five years, she is still the same as before.

Ling Yanyan tightened the bath towel wrapped around her body, not to let herself be naked, "Then do you have a better way? If not, don't say it."

The doorbell rang the next second, and Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan looked at each other.

Feng Zhiming pulled the quilt to cover her exposed skin, put on her nightgown and went to open the door, but when she came back, she carried two clothing bags.