Flash marriage president is too dominant

Ji Ting got out of the office and waited for his subordinates to pick him up.

When Feng Yiting was idle, he was still standing in the corridor, and the lingering fragrance in his palm was completely dispersed.

For a long time, Feng Yiting didn't move. He felt a little uncomfortable: Why did she suddenly feel that she didn't want to spend more time with him?

Gently shook his head, he denied his cognition: what was he thinking? If you don't want to, how can you burn yourself and cook for him?

Back in the office, Feng Yiting picked up the phone on the desk: "today, on the 26th floor, the director surnamed Jin, I don't want to see it again!"

That night, Feng Yiting specially pushed all the entertainment and returned home early. Unexpectedly, he waited until 9 p.m. and there was only a cold room with him.

On the sofa, turning over the mobile phone, the cold face can scrape a layer of frost.

"Young master -"

The servant didn't dare to stop when he sent a plate of fruit. As soon as he turned around, he was called by Feng Yiting: "wait! Does the little grandma come back late recently? "

"No! I usually come in at about seven o'clock. There may be a party today. In the evening, my young grandmother came back to change her clothes and told me that she would not have dinner at home! "

"Well! Go down! "

Waving his hand, Feng Yiting was a rare annoyance: he's good if he doesn't come back! Don't you know he's back? And socializing!

Originally wanted to call her, playing with the mobile phone, the interface returned.

It was a long time to go outside, and the cold weather was really unable to bear. Ji Qian was just catching up. On the way, he had not forgotten to buy a bottle of red wine and a bottle of Baijiu in the convenience bag.

When she entered the door, she opened two red wine and sprinkled some Baijiu on her body.

After Huang youyou got off the bus, she walked slowly upstairs. The thick stall absorbed the footsteps of high-heeled shoes, and she unconsciously held her breath:

After all, I can't hide!

She took two deep breaths at the door. Just as she stepped out, a slightly impatient male voice suddenly came: "Xueer, don't fool around!"

Ji Qianyu looked into her head and heard such a sentence. The bitter corners of her lips twitched. She deliberately stepped heavily and walked to the wardrobe:

She really thinks too much!

Don't you have an excuse in front of you? To alienate him, every minute! If I had known, she wouldn't go out and get cold!

Conditionally, Feng Yiting also quickly removed the phone and turned back. He was stunned unconsciously, but without waiting for his origin, the beautiful red and white figure had been transferred to the bathroom.

Chagrined, Feng Yiting frowned a few times before he got the phone back again. At that end, Ding Ruoxue's voice came again:

"You're married. Can't I go back? You just don't want to see me? Do you still care about me? "

"You are my cousin, of course I care about you! Cher, I think of your body! Stop fooling around! "

If she comes back at this time, not to mention what's going on with him, I'm afraid her mother will complain! Is she going to offend even her last relatives?

"Hehe, cousin? But I don't want to treat you as a cousin! You are the only thing I care about in this world! "

The sarcastic and resentful voice came. Feng Yiting didn't know how to answer. A moment later, he said:

"It's not a question of whether you want it or not! But, I was your cousin! Xueer, listen to the doctor and take good care of your body. When your body can load, I'll introduce your sister-in-law to you and find you a suitable object! "

This phone call, Feng Yiting really straightened her position completely. But the next second, the crying came from the other end.

The lip flap grew several times. For a long time, Feng Yiting's comforting words still didn't make a sound, but he didn't hang up the phone. It seemed that he couldn't do anything except quietly waiting for her to pass.

Finally, they hung up quietly.

Holding the mobile phone, Feng Yiting's heart is not easy. Some things are used to too long. Even if they become ragged, they are still like chicken ribs. It's a pity to abandon them. But he and Ding Ruoxue, who were in love but were manipulated by the heaven, felt powerless and decadent. It was always like an uncontrollable surging song, which would stir in his heart from time to time.

Ji Qianyu walked out and didn't have to look. He also felt the sadness around him.

Without speaking, she directly hugged the pillow and blanket, and then she lay down on the sofa. Suddenly, she came back to her senses. Feng Yiting had a big head for a while. It never occurred to her that after a good day and waiting for her all night, she would finally become a bubble again because of this phone call.

Turning back slowly, he squatted down beside the sofa: "go back to bed! Ruoshue called me to discuss the matter of returning to settle down - "

I didn't expect him to explain. He also felt uncomfortable on the ground. He turned over and Ji Qianyu got up again: "Oh, I'm very tired. I'm resting!"

Like responding to him, she also gave him an explanation. When the quilt was rolled, she bumped back to the bed, but similarly, she didn't look at him. When she lay down, she was as good as a silkworm baby. On one side of her body, she closed her eyes as soon as she closed her hands.

She was caught off guard by her reaction. Feng Yiting forgot to respond for a long time. I thought I had to struggle!

He pulled his lips bitterly, but he couldn't tell whether he was happy or uncomfortable. He was too tired. After a simple wash, he also went to bed, closed his eyes, remembered what to do, leaned over, hugged her in his arms, and kissed her on the side of her ear:

"Good night ~ I promise you!"

He didn't sleep, but he didn't respond. Ji Qianyu's falling fist couldn't help but clench it slightly, and a trace of sour flashed away in his heart.

In a daze, it was another day. He finished his work at hand and looked at the sunset outside the window. Zhang Yueze took out a cigarette. The smoke curled and his mind precipitated for a few minutes, but his mobile phone rang again.

"Dad --"

After pressing the answer button, Zhang Yueze asked for his concerns. A crackling reprimand came again, sighed, and Zhang Yueze looked up at the ceiling:

"Dad, can't we talk about anything other than this? I'm an adult! Let me decide my marriage! "

He had missed it once, and he didn't want to have any regrets. Even if this time is wrong, he wants to finish his life by himself!

"Yueze, marriage is not a children's play! Do you know how much the wrong person will affect your life? Have you ever thought that every day in the future, you may live in pain and suffer from rumors? You don't care. Where's your child? What kind of woman did you choose? You ask yourself, "will you take the land out?"