Dominating spoiled marriage: Good Morning, Husband

“……”

After the banquet, there was a deep sense of powerlessness.

He never thought that she could easily hold his weakness and tease him recklessly with his reluctance.

But I can't beat and scold.

She deliberately drove her away, but she pretended to be deaf and dumb. There was nothing she could do.

"Feng Ying!" he pretended to be impatient and pinched the center of his eyebrows, just about to say something heavy.

Buzzing, Feng Ying's mobile phone vibrated and brightened her eyes.

coming!

"I'll answer the phone first."

Her finger slipped gently on the screen, and Wei Yan's voice came, "let me call you at this time. What's up?"

"Wei Yan, do you miss me?" Feng Ying hung his head shyly. "I miss you too."

“……”

what？

Wei Yan has a black question mark on his face.

When he was silent, he just gave Feng Ying a chance to play. Standing in front of the window, he fiddled with the rose petals still stained with dew with one hand, and said in a sweet, greasy and charming tone, "would you like to invite me to Yujing for a drink? No problem. As the saying goes, women don't get drunk, men don't have a chance. I'll give you a chance to drink my little sister. Remember to take advantage of it ~"

“……”

What the hell?

No matter how ignorant Wei Yan was at the other end, Feng Ying still kept talking with great interest. His words became more and more bold. With a shy tone, he was completely immersed in love and couldn't extricate himself.

She seemed to be unaware that the pond banquet had sunk to the bottom, and stared at her black eyes, which was about to burst out fire!

"Well, that's it." Feng Ying smiled. "See you in three days."

Boo!

Then she threw a kiss at Wei Yan across the air.

“……”

Wei Yan slipped three black lines down his forehead. Well, he knew he was used.

Feng Ying happily ended the call. As soon as he turned around, he met the cold face of the pool banquet without any warning.

She didn't seem to be aware of the dangerous smell spreading in the air, and said briskly, "pond banquet, is it your discharge day in three days? Don't worry, I'll pick you up when I get back from my appointment."

An emotion called jealousy raged in his chest. Chi Yan's brain seemed to be congested. The angry desire for destruction made him want to shoot Wei Yan, and his thin lips tightened like the bow string of the full moon.

"You!" he almost blurted out a question until the pain in his palm calmed him down, "... No."

He almost forgot that they had broken up.

No matter who she is with, it is her freedom.

But no matter how open-minded he thought, the severe pain in his heart still revealed his most real reaction.

The flickering fire of hope at the bottom of Feng Ying's eyes snapped away with his answer, and a surge of anger arose in his heart. But when he saw that his face, which had just recovered a little blood color, was pale again, the anger was no longer, leaving only a full sigh.

"Let's talk about it then, if I can still remember you."

“……”

Chi Yan didn't speak any more. He kept his eyes and raised his God.

Feng Ying didn't speak again and bowed his head to peel an apple.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

Do a full set of plays.

Early in the morning, Feng Ying went out of the door and happily went on a "date" with Wei Yan.

Listening to the footsteps of her fading away, Chi Yan felt that his heart was like being barbecued by a fire. His eyes and tail all turned crazy red. He whispered, "Zhanyang, protect secretly as usual. Don't be found."