Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

"I don't know." Feng Ying said dully, "my parents asked me to stay a few more days."

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The relaxed eyebrows of the pool banquet frowned at once. For a long time, the thin lips opened gently, and the cool and light as water spit out two words, "it's OK."

Feng Ying lies on the bed and rolls around bored.

She was silent for a long time and suddenly called to him.

"Pool banquet."

"Huh?"

"... I miss you."

They have never been separated for so long since they were together.

At present, just listening to his voice, the feeling of missing is like a tide.

"I miss you, miss you very much, and I wish I could see you right away!"

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Chi Yan's heart missed a beat. The heart seemed to be brushed by a feather, crisp, numb and itchy.

Yingting's cold outline was unconsciously soft. For a long time, he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but in the end, he only gave a short "um".

"What about you? Don't you miss me?"

Chi Yan's eyebrows moved slightly, just about to answer.

"Major general!"

A herald ran over and respectfully compared a military salute, "commander, please go to his office!"

"I see."

Chi Yan nodded, then said to Feng Ying on the microphone, "I have something to talk about when I'm free."

"... all right."

Although he didn't want to disturb his work, Feng Ying hung up the phone.

"Hey!"

She put her chin in her hands and gave a long sigh.

Without his own company, this man is as full as ever.

Feng Ying simply began to practice.

The silence passed quickly in the cultivation time. Until the night shrouded and the maid asked her to go downstairs for dinner, she stopped, changed a suit of clothes and went to the restaurant.

At the dinner table, Feng Yuanshan and his wife still remember her so-called "boyfriend", and they don't care about the rule of food and silence, so they catch her asking questions.

Feng Ying is helpless.

After dinner, she immediately prepared to run away, but she was caught by Feng's mother.

When Feng's mother asked her about her "boyfriend", Feng Ying could only lie with her eyes open and talk nonsense.

When she was finally released, it was almost midnight.

"Good night, mom and dad."

Feng Ying yawned, went upstairs, opened the bedroom door and rubbed the switch on the wall.

The bright lights flooded the bedroom, and she tore a mask.

Just then, the cell phone rang.

"Who's calling so late?"

She asked automatic speaking, putting the mask on her face and answering the phone.

"Hello?"

"Come down."

The sound of the pond banquet has a unique coolness in the night.

"Ah?"

His two words without a head made Feng Ying unable to recover for a time.

"I'm downstairs."

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Feng Ying was surprised and pleased to glare his eyes. He could not think too much. He pulled off the mask he had just put on his face and hurried out of the bedroom.

When going downstairs, in order to avoid waking up her parents, she deliberately lightened her steps, opened the door like a thief and rushed out!

She looked around for a while, and her eyes lit up suddenly.

On the grass below her bedroom, a tall and slender figure stood proudly.

He stood quietly, with a straight back, natural publicity and high momentum, and his figure seemed to melt into the rich night.

He was single in his pocket, and a corner of his black windbreaker was blown up and down by the breeze.

"Pool banquet!"