President, don't mess around

When the sky was bright, Ling Yanyan opened her eyes and rubbed her temples, "It hurts!"

Just as she was about to turn over and get out of bed, she felt a strong arm tightly hugging her waist.

She really drank too much last night, she didn't expect to be brought here again by him, she reached out to pull that arm away, but was hugged even tighter.

"Let go!" Ling Yanyan clearly felt that he was simply closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep.

"Are you awake? You're lonely, so you drink away your worries?" Feng Zhiming's face moved closer to hers, and it magnified in front of her eyes.

lonely?she lonely? "You just drank too much!" Ling Yanyan yelled at him.

Feng Zhiming turned over and pressed her under him, "Ling Yanyan, I said before, you are my woman!"

"It's not anymore." Ling Yanyan wanted to push him away, but he firmly held him under him.

Not since the day she left five years ago.

"It's because you have another man, right?" Feng Zhiming's tone sounded very displeased.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Ling Yanyan didn't know what he was talking about.

Feng Zhiming's face was full of anger, "Am I talking nonsense? I'll tell you right now that I'm not talking nonsense. Besides, you, Ling Yanyan, are still my woman, and you can't leave my side without my permission!" His kiss was fierce There was no tenderness, only domineering and punitive kisses on her pink lips.

"Hmm...let it go..." Ling Yanyan opened her mouth, and his tongue took the opportunity to penetrate her body, tightly entangled with hers.

Ling Yanyan could only punch his solid back with a punch.

He didn't let go until both of them were out of breath, but the kiss moved down, biting the stamen on her chest lightly through the pajamas.

"Feng Zhiming, don't touch me!" Ling Yanyan resisted with hands and feet.

"I can't touch you, so who can touch you? Which man can touch you?" Feng Zhiming stared at her, thinking of her fierce resistance just now, his anger rose unconsciously, "Is it Ling Yunxiang? A foreigner with blue eyes?"

"You... That's right! Anyone can touch me, but you can't!" Ling Yanyan's hands were still on his chest.

"You can only be my woman!" As soon as he finished speaking, he roughly grabbed her resisting hands. For the first time, without any foreplay, without any tenderness, he forcibly occupied her.

Ling Yanyan bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from moaning, why did he become like this?How can he do this?

He moved rapidly, Ling Yanyan's lip was bitten, bloodshot.

After releasing himself, he withdrew from her body, "Ling Yanyan, don't try to resist me. You can give birth to other people's children, but you don't want me to touch you." Feng Zhiming sat up and watched her bite her torn apart. Red lips, but a pain in my heart.

child?How would he know about the child?

"How do you know about the child? What else do you know?" Ling Yanyan suddenly became uneasy.

"What are you hiding from me!" Feng Zhiming stared at her closely, "You seem to be afraid that I will find out."

Ling Yanyan turned her face away, "No!" She couldn't admit it!He picked up the clothes on the side, walked into the bathroom, and locked the door.

She turned on the shower head, but she was sitting on the toilet seat. Now, she should leave quickly. Accidents always start and end inadvertently.

After changing his clothes, he walked out of the bathroom, "President Feng, the future will be indefinite." He picked up the handbag beside him and prepared to leave the room.

"Yanyan, I haven't seen you for five years. It's rare to see each other once. You just ran away like this?" Feng Zhiming leaned lazily by the bed, looking at Ling Yanyan who was standing by the door.

Ling Yanyan turned around, "Feng Zhiming, just pretend we haven't met this time, and from now on, we won't see each other again."

"Is that why you don't want to see me?" Feng Zhiming asked softly.

Ling Yanyan took a deep breath, "That's right! I don't want to see you at all! In the five years without you, I have lived a very good life, and I have a loved one. Your appearance will only add to my troubles." Looking at his charming eyes, I told myself in my heart not to be intoxicated.

Feng Zhiming walked behind her and hugged her from behind, "Are you happy?"

Ling Yanyan's body froze for a moment, "I am very happy." Seeing you happy makes me happy.

The hand on her waist tightened, "Just be happy."

Release her and unlock the door.

Ling Yanyan opened the door and quickly walked out of the suite, but the door closed automatically, blocking the two of them outside and inside.

Ling Yanyan kept trotting, turned into the emergency exit, squatted by the wall, and couldn't stop crying.

Why did you still meet him?Why does my heart hurt so much?Why can't she be calm?Isn't it enough for him to be happy?

After a long time, Ling Yanyan stood up and walked down the stairs step by step.

Feng Zhiming leaned against the door and took the phone, "Li Rui, drive to the hotel right now."

Ling Yanyan hailed a taxi and went to the airport, bought a plane ticket, and sat in the waiting hall, her eyes were still a little red and swollen, her hands were tightly wringed, obviously uneasy.

Li Rui drove Feng Zhiming to the airport, and Feng Zhiming walked into the airport hall quickly, searching for her figure.

Ling Yanyan walked into the boarding gate with her passport and air ticket, and walked through the automatic glass door without looking back.

Feng Zhiming stood in the distance, watching her back, watching her walk in, without looking back.

"President." Li Rui stood behind him.

Feng Zhiming turned around, "You take the next flight to France, and investigate everything about Ling Yanyan there in detail." Her lonely back made him feel distressed.

If she is not happy, he will do whatever it takes to bring her back to his side.

"Yes, President." Li Rui nodded.

And Feng Zhiming returned to the hotel, standing in front of the French windows, this room still has her breath, just like five years ago, faintly elegant.

After several hours of flying, Ling Yanyan returned to Paris. The weather was a bit gloomy. She sighed helplessly. It was her first time flying by plane and she felt so tired. She walked to the airport garage and drove back to the villa.

As soon as the red Porsche drove into the villa, as soon as it got out of the car, a small person ran over.

"Mummy!" Yiyi hugged Ling Yanyan's calf, blinking her bright black eyes.

Ling Yanyan picked up her daughter, and Yiyi kissed her on the cheek, "Mum, Yiyi misses you so much!"

"Mummy misses Yiyi too!" Ling Yanyan's exhaustion disappeared the moment she saw her daughter.

Sitting down on the sofa in the living room, Yiyi came out from her arms, "Mum, you have been to Italy for so long, have you met a handsome uncle?" Yiyi sat on the sofa, her calves kept dangling .

"Yiyi, what are you talking about, how old are you?" Ling Yanyan frowned slightly, her daughter was too precocious.

Yiyi pursed her mouth, "Mum, I'm not talking nonsense, you are always surrounded by many handsome uncles, but you just ignore them! Maybe there will be a handsome guy you like in Italy! "

"Is it okay for Mommy to accompany Yiyi?" Ling Yanyan touched her daughter's pink face and asked her daughter with a smile.