Flash marriage president is too dominant

Curled up, Ji Qianyu frowned and hummed, but instinctively shrunk to the warm source in his arms.

Looking down, Feng Yiting's heart seemed to be warming in an instant. He kept a movement and waited for her to calm down. Then he carefully took her back to bed, pulled the quilt for her, brushed Feng Yiting's thick finger belly across her slightly wet corners of her eyes and scraped her pink and greasy cheeks:

"In the future, it won't make you unhappy!"

Back in bed, when Ji Qianyu arched into his arms again, Feng Yiting's obsession with protection became deeper and deeper. When he closed his eyes, the whole world was filled with a sense of satisfaction.

After a good night's sleep, he opened his eyes the next day. Seeing this situation, Ji Qianyu lost his hair. He lifted the quilt and jumped out of the bed. With a large action, the quilt was noisy for a time.

Vaguely opening his eyes, Feng Yiting subconsciously hugged her waist and chin against her shoulder: "don't be angry, old things! My wife is you. What I want... Is you too! I deleted it! "

His eyelids were not fully opened. Feng Yiting murmured, obviously half dreaming and half awake.

But at this time, Ji Qianyu's state of mind was completely changed. At the beginning, he pushed away his hand and pouted unhappily: shouldn't it be deleted! This tone, as if she was making trouble without reason, how stingy!

Full of complaints, Ji Qianyu didn't say a word: okay! She admitted that she was a little belly chicken! Now, she's not interested in him!

Up, Ji Qianyu turned into the bathroom, but his feet still stepped on the floor with emotion.

Sitting up, Feng Yiting grabbed his hair and couldn't help but vomit.

After washing, she changed her clothes. When she came out, she saw herself dressed up and she was still spraying perfume. She seemed to be in a good mood.

"Yuer ~"

The next second, a white eye greeted him. He gave a cold "hum". Ji Qianyu directly picked up his bag on his side. Before Feng Yiting came back, someone had left the bedroom door.

With his hands still hanging in the air, there was a clatter of elegant high heels in the corridor, shook his head, and Feng Yiting couldn't help laughing:

"This woman!" What a temper!

Turning back, he went to clean up and change his clothes.

I thought she must have left. Feng Yiting didn't expect that when she entered the restaurant, she saw that she was enjoying delicious food, turning over her mobile phone in one hand and carrying coffee in the other hand. On the plate in front of her, all kinds of meals were placed delicately and orderly, including eggs, fruits, staple dishes, fried ham and cat food. On the other side, there was a cheese cake on the plate.

Obviously, her appetite is strong.

Sitting down, Feng Yiting glanced at his side unconsciously: the sky collapsed last night and cried loudly. Why was it like beating chicken blood in the morning? It's like a different person!

At this time, the servant came up slowly. Similarly, he first handed a cup of coffee: "young master?"

"The same!"

Then, another exquisite breakfast was served, a small steamed bun. It was obvious that it was half meat and half vegetable, a porridge and a mixed dish.

Compared with Ji Qianyu's combination of Chinese and western, Feng Yiting is all authentic Chinese food except coffee.

Sipping his coffee, Ji Qianyu's remaining light from the corner of his eyes also tilted his eyes.

The quiet meal was enjoyed by both of them, and they didn't speak again. Lilly finished the food on the plate, but Ji Qianyu left the steamed bread and forked a small cake into her mouth. The rest of her eyes kept looking into the small steamer diagonally opposite:

Those two green crystal steamed dumplings look so appetizing!

"Would you like to trouble the kitchen again?"

Biting the fork, Ji Qianyu's thoughts have been tangled. After feeling it, she always feels as if she is a little full again. Moreover, her appetite has been fixed for many years. She neither likes troublesome people nor wants to expand her stomach, but at this moment, she drools inexplicably.

For most of the day, unconsciously, her sight had been straight.

Feng Yiting also habitually turned over the news facts on his mobile phone, and didn't pay attention at first, but when he picked up the last one, he couldn't ignore it.

With a faint smile, he deliberately moved his mouth a little more. Sure enough, he saw that the corners of her poor lips were drooping and circled around. He put a steamed dumpling at the mouth into her plate:

"I can't eat any more. Do me a favor!"

The excitement in his eyes flashed away, but he greeted his interested eyes and looked at a green steamed dumpling in front of him. Ji Qianyu's staff just moved and felt very low:

How can you be conquered by a steamed dumpling and compromise in this way?

She secretly despised herself and smacked her lips slightly. She put down her fork and stood up proudly:

"I'm full, too!"

She got up, picked up her bag and thought about it. Before lifting her feet, she turned back to Feng Yiting and said, "I don't want to eat food!"

Then he held his head high and walked out of the door.

Seeing her leave, Feng Yiting couldn't help but mumble and laugh: "ha ha ~"

This woman is angry. It turned out to be so interesting! What a little treasure!

Light your fingertips, and your cold face seems to be plated with a layer of gold. You are full of joy. You get up and look out of the window. Feng Yiting only feels that the sun on this day is infinitely bright!

Out of the door one after another, the car turned into a fork. Ji Qianyu muttered: "after a horse, annoying, why do you hold me to bed? I don't want it ~"

At the red light, as soon as the line of sight inadvertently falls, a long team enters the field of vision. A probe and a few big words enter the field of vision -- [Zhangji breakfast steamed stuffed bun shop]!

steamed stuffed bun?

Looking straight, I remembered the cage of mixed steamed stuffed buns on the table. Ji Qianyu drooled again: so many people lined up, it should be very delicious!

When the green light came on, she turned the steering wheel and thought that she had parted ways. She was not in a hurry to go to work, so she found a suitable position at the intersection in front and stopped. In a hurry, she also lined up. On the way, she also searched the shops. When she arrived, she had already selected:

"A cage of special pigment steamed dumplings, the one with a little green in the picture! Pack! "

When she paid the money and turned back, Ji Qianyu's narrowed eyes were full of satisfied smiles. As she walked away, she took one out and took a delicious bite. Even on the main road, she didn't think it was the same thing at all. She just thought it was delicious.

Walking slowly, from time to time, she would take a bite.

When the car turned out, Feng Yiting raised his eyes. The beautiful and greedy figure on the street came into view——