Flash marriage president is too dominant

This day, no matter what, is a very special experience for both of them. Even coincidentally, both of them believe that this may be the only time in their life.

Seeing this, the servants who originally wanted to come forward to serve also retreated slowly after a brief surprise, like the ebb tide.

This is another purpose of Feng Yiting! Ji Qianyu doesn't know. Virtually, Feng Yiting has helped her straighten out her position.

Step by step, Feng Yiting didn't walk fast, but he was very stable.

Nestled in front of him, Ji Qianyu also had some inexplicable warm heart and enjoyment, like being protected by warm armor, incomparable safety and peace of mind——

He carried her upstairs and back to the bedroom. Feng Yiting carefully put her down. He circled her palm, but he couldn't help it. He bowed his head and pecked her lips twice before he said:

"Go take a bath! Tonight, I want an obedient beautiful girl. Don't refuse me! "

The heart suddenly mentioned his voice. At this time, a knock came: "young master -"

Feng Yiting released her and went out first. Then he saw the housekeeper muttering to him. They seemed to go downstairs.

He knew what he was going to face. Ji Qianyu didn't show any affectation. He took a deep breath and wandered around for a week. He walked to the wardrobe on one side and opened the door. On the other side, there were beautiful women's clothes of various colors. They hung neatly by categories. The tags on the clothes were still there. On the other half, there were several sets of slightly monotonous men's suits. Unconsciously, Ji Qianyu put his hand on a neat black suit. Just looking at the clothes, he seemed to feel his generous and powerful body:

It's strange that she doesn't feel abrupt!

Button the small door on one side, Ji Qianyu turns to the other side and selects a fire red silk nightdress. The skirt was a suspender, but it didn't show. She pulled it off and then turned into the bathroom.

A little tired, she took a comfortable bath.

At the thought of the coming night, she couldn't help taking a breath. I don't know how long it took. She felt her skin wrinkled. Then she got up and took a shower again.

After washing it over and over again, she always felt that it was not clean enough, so she wore shower gel over and over again.

At this time, after dealing with the gifts, Feng Yiting received a call from Ding Ruoxue. In his study, he couldn't help feeling a little upset:

"Cher, stop it! You know what day it is! " He can't go to see her in the near future!

"Brother Ting, you've never talked to me in this tone -" a slightly sad voice came, and Feng Yiting was a little silent:

"You've never been so ignorant!" Call him several times a day, or on a busy day!

The next second, a weaker voice came, with some coughing and crying:

"Cough ~ I don't know what's wrong with me? I'm really sick! Brother Ting, are you married to explain to your aunt or... In fact, you like her too? Will you touch her? "

Before Feng Yiting could answer, the murmuring voice came again: "you will! Isn't that why you got married? Your eyes have changed color -- "

He can have children! Isn't the main purpose of marriage still to continue the blood?

Why, why are they close relatives?

Even if she didn't ask for fame and integrity in this life, he wouldn't go further with her without children's concerns. Now, I'm afraid it's more hopeless!

The loss and injury between words can't be covered up. Once again, Feng Yiting was oppressed: This was originally a mistake, but he always cared!

The falling fist clenched a few times, and he suddenly realized: it's time to cut the mess! If it weren't for her sudden strange disease and Shen Qingqing's betrayal, maybe they would have returned to you and wouldn't be so unclear as now!

Hatchback ambiguous, happy, not only short, but also discounted!

Although she has unspeakable feelings for Ding Ruoxue, in Feng Yiting's mind, ethics and morality are still there, and her weight is obviously not enough to compete with the world!

Perhaps, this is indeed a good opportunity - to let the misguided two return to the normal life again!

"But I don't like you touching her. I'm jealous of her..."

Jiao Chen's voice came. He closed his eyes. Feng Yiting suddenly felt uncomfortable and said, "she's your cousin! Cher, I'm married. Don't say that again! "

Frightened by his cold and fierce tone, there was an obvious silence for three seconds!

"I will stay in Qingcheng during the new year and will not go out again! If you feel unwell, call a doctor! If necessary, I'll let Jiang Hong go! "

After two more words, Feng Yiting hung up the phone directly and chose to turn it off.

Feeling a little upset, he took a cold bath in the study directly. After changing his clothes, he returned to the room. When he entered the door, he saw that the large room was still empty and the sound of running water came from the bath. He turned to the small bar in one corner and took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet.

After a while in a trance, he regained his mind and saw that someone had not come out. He glanced at the wall clock and frowned. Then he got up and walked towards the bathroom:

When is she going to snail? She doesn't want to hide until dawn!

After buttoning the door, Feng Yiting said, "Yuer? Is the skin done? It's time to come out! "

In the bathroom, Ji Qian's nerves almost broke when he was pulling on his windy pajamas: "OK, OK! Now -- "

Why are these pajamas so short?

If the tape is long, it will go out again! If I knew, I wouldn't choose the red one!

She turned a few times in front of the mirror, picked up her bathrobe and put it back: they are married. What am I hypocritical about?

As soon as he gritted his teeth, took the comb, gathered his hair, and blew it a little fluffy. The front and back were scattered and encouraged for a long time. Ji Qianyu came out sullenly.

As soon as he picked up the glass, Feng Yiting's eyes fell subconsciously when he heard the sound of opening the door, and he couldn't help laughing:

"Ha ha ~"

Seeing that she was wrapped in a long and thick Nightgown in the middle of the night, she looked back clumsily step by step, her hair was still pressed, and the ground was like a silkworm chrysalis. Feng Yiting immediately smiled and narrowed her eyes:

Yes, at the moment of opening the door, she still couldn't help running back and pulling a bathrobe, but because she was in a hurry, Ji Qianyu took a man's one, or a long one. Therefore, at the moment, it's like a child who stole adult clothes. The whole thing is in a mess.

"Come here!"

Reaching out, Feng Yiting smiled and his body trembled faintly.