Deep Love: Young Master's Sweetheart

"It's all right. It'll be fine in two days." she didn't care. She continued to clip the crispy melon into her mouth, but he stood up. Then he took the medicine box from the cabinet in the corner of the living room, took a soft ointment from it and put it on the table. "After dinner, I'll have some. It's better and faster."

"Thank you."

After saying this, she felt that the relationship between herself and him was like that between guests. It was so alienated.

When driving her to work, he yawned all the time, which made her tremble and watch him drive. When she was approaching the company, she finally couldn't help it. "Minghe, come to the company and sleep for a while, otherwise, you can't devote yourself to your work."

After a pause, he seemed to think very seriously and said, "OK, but I want to attend the meeting at 10 a.m. you call me."

When they got off the bus, they took the elevator to the top floor. The company employees they met along the way were not surprised, because Ziyi announced that she was Mrs. fengminghe the first day she came.

But when she opened the door of the office, Ziyi didn't sit still. Another bunch of pink Western Narcissus was handed to her. It was the flower girl of the florist, "Miss Yang, please sign for it."

"Oh." she picked up the pen and signed her name. She didn't have to think about it. He sent it to her. Was he really interested in her?

Ziyi put it in the vase. The light pink color looked pure and clean, which made her like it.

No matter what ouyangfei is for, anyway, she can only let nature take its course to develop her relationship with him. She picked up her mobile phone and sent a text message: Thank you for your flowers.

"No thanks. You are more beautiful and pure than daffodils."

Meat hemp, but with a sweet taste, she even thought that this man might not be the man she had met before.

But the same surname and the same appearance confused her.

Seeing that it was about ten o'clock, Ziyi prepared the meeting materials of Fengming crane, and then gently pushed open the door of his office. The big chair was empty. I think he was comfortable to go to the rest room to sleep. Ziyi went to the door of the rest room. This was the first time she entered other places in his office.

Push the door and enter. The man is sleeping soundly. The lines of his face are much softer when he is asleep. He is not cold to her when he is awake.

His eyelashes are really long. Even when he is asleep, his black eyebrows are pulled together, like an endless worry. The best thing to see is the two thin lips. The slightly pursed radian makes him look very sexual. Looking at his face, Ziyi heard his heartbeat for a moment, but then she woke herself up and whispered to him, "president, it's time for the meeting."

"Luo'er, don't make a noise." a man turned over on his side. While turning over, he held her with one hand that was accurate.

That grip made her palm hot and just wanted to run away, but the man's hand was so powerful that she couldn't get rid of it at all.

By his strength, Ziyi's center of gravity was unstable and fell on the body of Fengming crane.

A man's breath came to her face, flustered her heart, and subconsciously screamed, "ah... You let go."

Her voice was not high or low, but she soon woke up the man under her. She opened her eyes vaguely and looked at her dimly, "Luo Er..."

It's that name again. He has called twice in succession, "president, it's ten o'clock soon. Please let go and prepare for the meeting." she didn't want to entangle with him anymore, she said coldly.

Feng Minghe finally woke up. He saw that the woman on his body was her, not luo'er in his mouth. He quickly let go, as if she were a plague, and pushed her out of bed, "go outside and wait for me."

She didn't even want to come in, let alone any episode with him. When she turned and left, she left a sentence: "you asked me to come in and call you."

Fengminghe arrived at the meeting room on time. When he sat in the chief position, he couldn't see any fatigue all over his body. He was handsome like the sun outside the window. However, Ziyi was the only woman in the meeting room. He couldn't attract women's eyes.

At the end of the meeting, the two people left one after another, as if trying to eliminate the embarrassment that had happened in his lounge before.

Fengming crane walked into the office one step ahead of her. Ziyi pushed the door and entered. The thick aroma of tulips came into her nose. She found that the Western Narcissus originally inserted on the table was gone and replaced by a large bunch of purple tulips, elegant and charming.

No one would dare to touch her things except Fengming crane. It must be him. She rushed into his office, "president, why did the flowers on my desk be replaced by tulips?"

The man in front of the desk didn't lift his eyelids. He still focused on the documents in front of him, and then said in a low voice: "ouyangfei is a character you can't afford. You'd better stay away from him."

"That's my business, not yours." biting her lip, she was really angry.

With a wild smile, the face that looked up at her was still so handsome, "Yang Ziyi, have you forgotten? You wanted to be Mrs. fengminghe yourself, and I never forced you."

She was stunned and completely speechless.

She seems to be wrong.

But then, Ziyi smiled with the wind and the crane, "president, everything is just nominal. Moreover, even if you are my husband, you can't hinder my right to make friends normally. Or are you jealous that I am with Ouyang Fei?"

"Yang Ziyi, it was you who announced that you were Mrs. fengminghe, which is known to the whole company. Therefore, please pay attention to your image and respect yourself in the company." after coldly responding to her, fengminghe buried himself in the documents in front of her and never looked at her again.

Her own affairs will naturally be decided by herself. It doesn't matter whether he gives her a dead face or not. She didn't sell it to him. Turning around, she left gracefully, and didn't affect her mood at all because of his words.

After work, Ziyi picked up her backpack and left. This time, Fengming crane didn't stop her, but let her leave.

This is progress. At least she acquiesced in her freedom to communicate with others at night. However, she pushed everything tonight and agreed to cook pig bone soup for his patient. She has always been a man of her word, not looking at the face of the wind singing crane, but the face of the patient.

However, as soon as he stepped out of Feng's building, a car came in front of him. The white Lamborghini was not inferior to the black Audi of the wind and crane. Ouyang Fei rolled down the window, "Ziyi, get on the bus."

"Brush..." just when Ziyi hesitated, fengminghe's car passed by her like flying. It was only so close that it blew her body. Ziyi frowned. Fengminghe was drawing wind. She looked at Ouyang Fei and said with a smile: "didn't you say that I have something to do today and make an appointment another day."

"Ziyi, no matter what happens, you always have to eat. I'll take you there after dinner."

"No, I cook it myself at night."

"Really? Can you cook?" Ouyang Fei looked like he wanted to eat.

"Oh, I'm used to cooking by myself. I'll go first, apologize and make an appointment another day." after that, no matter how much Ouyang Fei's saliva flowed, he directly crossed the Lamborghini and walked to the bus station.

Ouyang Fei shook his head. He was possessed. She waited here for so long, but she refused, thinking she would be angry. But when he watched her slim body jump onto the bus, he was not angry, but an appreciation and heartache.

I love her crowded bus.

After getting off the bus, she went to the supermarket and bought the ingredients to make soup. Ziyi quickly walked back to her apartment. Recently, she didn't have to run the blues. To tell the truth, she has a lot of life rules now. As long as she finds out everything, she can leave contentedly, retire from life and concentrate on being a little woman.

There was a pot full of big bone soup. She deliberately stewed more, not only the patient but also her. Fengminghe didn't come back. After cooking his own meal, she saw that it was nearly ten o'clock, and fengminghe still didn't come back. Ziyi adjusted the big bone hot to the minimum fire, then picked up the mobile phone and soon connected it, "Ming He, the big bone soup is ready. Would you like to come back and send it to your friend?"

"What... What?" his tongue was a little big. It was obvious that he was drinking, and there was a lot of noise around him. It seemed that he was not in the hospital, but in the blues.

"Fengming crane, you go home and stew the big bone soup." she roared. A patient and her, he even wanted to hook up the untrue her in the blues, which made Ziyi speechless.

"What... What?"

He seemed to be really drunk. He kept saying these two words, "go home." another roar, Ziyi immediately hung up his cell phone.

Sitting on the sofa angrily, the man is hopeless. Does she like to wear a fishtail skirt and draw thick smoke makeup make him so interested?

The more I think about it, the more angry I am. I sit on the sofa and keep pressing the remote control. In fact, I can't see anything.

Suddenly, the telephone in the room rang. As soon as she picked it up, a strange voice came, "Mr. Feng, please come to the hospital immediately. The patient's mood..."

"Sorry, I'm not Mr. Feng." Ziyi hurriedly interrupted. She really didn't want to ask about Feng Minghe's private affairs. Those are the boundaries she shouldn't cross.

"So you are..." Doctor Zhang hesitated and asked.

Ziyi smiled, "it's just part-time work." if the patient in the hospital is a woman, Ziyi doesn't want to bring her a bad mood, so she casually said that she is part-time work.

"Then please leave a note for Mr. Feng, saying that the patient is very dangerous now. Please ask him to go to the hospital immediately."