Deep Love: Young Master's Sweetheart

Tomorrow, she wants to go to work. She doesn't want to live like a young grandmother. Although she doesn't worry about food and clothing, she feels really uneasy. She sits quietly in the living room, waiting for him.

The door lock sounded clearly at midnight. Fengminghe walked into the apartment. Ziyi straightened up and walked past. Seeing that his body was askew as if it was going to fall down, her hand helped him, "Minghe, I have something to say to you."

"Go away, don't touch me." he shook his arm and yelled at her impatiently.

Release her hand, she gently stepped back, "Ming He, I'm going to work tomorrow."

"OK, just take my car," he said, passing her directly into his bedroom.

Silently looking at my back, does he care so much about the 'she' in the bar?

But that 'she', in fact, is close to him every day. It's impossible that he can't like the other 'she' who has only met once.

Suddenly, a name that he whispered when he wanted to press her under him that day floated in his ears: luo'er.

Who's lol?

Is it the beloved who let him never touch a woman again?

After thinking for a long time, she felt that his decision was also good. In this way, she could not only keep her innocence, but also let Ni fengjuan and Feng Qingyu no longer find the trouble of Feng Minghe. However, she was really not used to it.

He was the only one who said that night that she didn't promise him to stay, did she?

Early in the morning, Ziyi cleaned herself up and went out. She wanted to go back to her residence, change her suit, and then go to work.

She called a taxi. There were few cars along the way. It was really too early. At this time, Fengming crane was still sleeping. She left a note for him and told him that she was going to work today last night. She felt that it was not leaving without saying goodbye, but just didn't want to disturb his good sleep. He could sleep for another hour.

Back to her own nest, the long lost intimacy made her hum songs, happy like a bird.

When she changed her clothes and came out again, the road was already bustling. The prelude in the morning had already played and jumped on the bus. Ziyi was used to such an environment and atmosphere. It was a very down-to-earth feeling.

"Hello." I haven't been to Feng for a few days. When I come back, even the security guard at the door looks so lovely and kind. She is really a natural workaholic. After a few days' rest, she is going to suffocate her crazy.

attic.

President's office.

The glass door has been opened. She walked in and quickly made a cup of tea. Then she entered the office of fengminghe and gently put it on his desk. She turned and left.

One hand grabbed her, "stop."

Her arm was a little stiff. She was not used to his touch at the moment. She earned a little without trace. "President, sorry, the tea splashed out. I'll wipe it with a paper towel."

"Put it aside. There will be workers to take care of it later. Why do you want to leave?" as soon as she got up early in the morning, she disappeared and no one answered her cell phone. He was angry and wanted to kill. He thought that she, the best partner he had just chosen, was going to abscond.

Looking at the man in front of him through his glasses, he is still as handsome. Moreover, he has less cold taste and more man's taste, but she is still as light as ever. "When I go back to my residence to change my suit, do I have to wear the president's clothes or sleeping skirt to work? Moreover, I never promised you to live in your residence." That's just his wishful thinking.

The man's fingers began to play the piano regularly on the table, but in addition to the elegance, it was a thick impatience. His thin lips pursed slightly. He seemed to want to say something, but then shook his head, "OK, it's none of your business. You can go out."

Ziyi turned her head and walked out without nostalgia. Anyway, she and he had received the marriage certificate. As long as he didn't drive her away, Ni fengjuan and Feng Qingyu wouldn't drive her away. On the contrary, they would thank her very much, because at least their baby son is no longer so ruthless to women. This is progress, absolute progress.

She has been busy all day and is returning to the normal track. This is the life that Yang Ziyi has long been used to. She has dealt with everything and sorted it out. Look at the time. She will get off work in half an hour. When she is well, she can do things with half the effort.

Go to deal with some unimportant things. When she was about to get off work, she took the printed schedule and put it on fengminghe's desk again. "President, this is your schedule for tomorrow. If there's nothing, I'll get off work." the wall clock on the wall of fengminghe's office opposite her just pointed to six o'clock.

"Wait for me."

"Ah..." this is the reaction that Fengming crane has never had.

He bowed his head, ignored her reaction, and began to compete with his papers on the table again.

Ziyi had to go out. Maybe she had something to tell her. She stood in front of the door and waited. She looked bored at a potted plant in front of her, a plant with green leaves but no flowers. She couldn't name it all the time, but she liked it very much.

"Let's go." he was looking at her, and the sound of wind and crane sounded behind him. Then, his hand naturally took her hand and led her out of the office involuntarily.

"President..."

"Now after work, you can call me Minghe or my husband."

She didn't want to cry at all. As he walked quickly into the elevator, "president, what's the matter? Tell me."

"I said, call me Minghe or my husband." suddenly, his two arms surrounded her in the elevator, and his breath sprayed on her face, making her heart beat. After thinking about it, she didn't want to fight with him in the elevator with only two people. She was a good woman, and a good woman would never fight with a man. "Minghe, didn't you just say something to tell me?"

"Wait until you get in the car."

Just as she was about to refute, she found that the door of the elevator had been opened and stopped at the passage leading to the parking lot on the lower floor.

She looked at his car and didn't want to get on. "Minghe, just say it here. I don't want to..."

No matter whether someone was watching or not, he turned around and immediately circled her waist. Gently, she let her lean against his chest. She found that he was so tall. She had a head, so she could only look up to see his expression clearly. His lips fell on her ears, "well, I beg you to get into my car, but only once."

She was stunned, but her body was immediately picked up by him, and then walked to his car. When she threw her in the co driver's seat, she didn't even recover. For a long time, when the car had driven out of the parking lot, she blushed and said, "what are you... What are you going to do?"

"Go home," he said as he lit a cigarette as he drove.

The smoke gave her the impulse to smoke. She liked smoking cigars very much, but rarely inhaled them into her lungs. She just liked smoking. She bit her lip. She said in a deep voice: "Ming crane, I didn't promise you to live in your residence, so I want to go back to my own nest."

The man raised his eyebrows. "You're my wife now, aren't you?"

In the legal sense, this is absolutely, she irrefutable, "why, you have to fulfill your obligation to be my husband?"

"First of all, being someone else's wife should know that going home is the last word."

She looked at his side face. He was really overbearing. "Minghe, I have to go back and get my things. Otherwise, I don't have clothes to change at work tomorrow."

"We'll talk when it's time." he smiled lightly and didn't give her the right to refute at all.

Ziyi silently sat on his side, her eyes completely fell out of the window, and her heart was a little agitated. She should promise him in love and reason, but at this time, she didn't know what was wrong and withdrew.

During the rush hour after work, the car was in a mess. When he arrived at his residence, it was more than seven o'clock in the evening. He took the key and opened the door. He directly said to her, "go change your clothes first, and then decide where we are going to eat?"

Clothes?

She looked at him in confusion. "There are no my clothes here. Do you want me to wear yours?"

"You go to your room and have a look."

"Oh."

His expression was a little strange. Ziyi didn't say anything. She directly walked into the guest room where she had lived before. A big package. When she quickly opened it, she knew that everything in her nest had been packed by Fengming crane. Moreover, when she turned over one by one, even the rose fishtail skirt she wore in blue was there, Fortunately, he didn't pick it up himself. Otherwise, she was miserable. She quickly changed a suit and hung the clothes she often wore in the cabinet, while the clothes she didn't want Fengming crane to see were still stacked in the package.

He walked out of the door briskly, "Ming crane, OK."

"Let's go, where to eat?" he glanced at her casually. There was no amazing element in her eyes. She looked really not beautiful, not beautiful at all, but her skin was very white.

"Go to the supermarket."

"What do you mean?" there was no food in the supermarket. He asked directly.

"Buy the ingredients and cook them yourself. I don't like eating outside every day. Just have a meal at noon." he said without looking back. The man had gone straight to the elevator.

Fengming crane had to follow her. Who told him to go out with her.

But unexpectedly, he became her attendant.

He was not used to it, but he couldn't go back on what he said. He walked around the supermarket with Ziyi. Fortunately, she quickly chose the ingredients and carried them back to the apartment. Fengminghe felt as if he had been brainwashed by Ziyi.