Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

On the way back to Feng Ying, Han Shaoqing found her a little silent and asked.

"Nothing." Feng Ying looked a little depressed. "I just think our circle is really boring. No matter what feelings are easy to hang with interests."

Han Shaoqing didn't answer. He just held her hand when he got off the bus. His sincerity can definitely make any girl who doesn't know the world fall into it.

"Yingying, believe me, I love you, there is no doubt about it."

Feng Ying looked at him and smiled brightly.

"Really?"

Han Shaoqing was amazed by her bright smile and nodded heavily.

"I swear."

Feng Ying took the initiative to throw himself into his arms, put his hands around his strong waist, and his slender fingers gently crossed the line of his back.

"If you cheat me, you'll... Die hard, okay

She looked at him with a delicate smile and a faint pear vortex, like a little woman falling in love, praying for the promise of her lover.

However, from an angle he couldn't see, she carried a strange dark light at the end of her eyes.

Han Shaoqing seemed to be bewitched, and his eyes were especially gentle.

"OK."

Feng Ying smiled and watched him slowly bow his head.

She clenched her hand on her side and forced herself not to escape. At the moment when she thought Han Shaoqing would kiss her lips, she couldn't help but want to refuse.

His warm lips imprinted on her forehead, gave her a shallow kiss, and then left.

"Go in, good night."

"Good night."

Feng Ying loosened his heart and nodded with a smile.

When she turned around, the smile on her face disappeared and was replaced by a cold.

Sure enough, she couldn't force herself.

When she was with him, she could not help blushing and beating her heart.

But now, she just looked at him, as if she could clearly see the cruel and cold soul from his beautiful and gentle appearance.

But why didn't Han Shaoqing kiss her?

The same was true in previous lives. Even if she looked forward to it again, he just kissed her forehead and face, never exceeding the limit.

Why?

He is so good at acting and can always bear it. For his ambition, let alone kissing, he will do it even if he kneels down and kisses her feet.

But he would rather pretend that "we are not married, so we should stay on wedding night" than touch her.

When Feng Ying's figure disappeared, Han Shaoqing turned and left.

A night without a dream.

Feng Ying did not give the recording to Feng Yuanshan after all, but quietly stored it.

Although the bastard of Chi Yan has a poisonous tongue, what he said is still a little reasonable.

……

In the office.

Feng Ying was buried in a pile of documents. The Secretary knocked on the door and sent a cup of coffee.

"Thank you."

Feng Ying drank two mouthfuls of coffee to refresh himself. He felt dizzy, so he turned on the computer and just brushed the scandal of Zhen Yujie. It happened that her own phone came.

After chatting about the interesting things in the entertainment industry for a long time, they turned to other topics.

"Yingying, are you working well?"

Feng Ying pinched his eyebrows and spit out a mouthful of turbid Qi.

"Make do."

Although she is not proficient in business, she is not ignorant.

It's just that it's not her hobby. It's hard to avoid being upset when she learns.

"Why don't you ask Xinglan for help? She is the CEO of Tianrui group. She will help you every minute."

"Zhen Zhen, do you think Xinglan will forgive me?"