Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

When he finished speaking, Feng Cheng had already grabbed Mu Qinghuan's arm, tightly pressing her into her embrace, after that she lowered her eyes and looked at Tang Ming: "What are all of you talking about?"

"Oh, it's nothing. After all, there's nothing to talk about." Tang Ming turned to look at Feng Cheng.

Feng Cheng squinted his long and narrow eyes and asked, "Just the two of you … I'm curious as to what they are talking about. "

"Really, it's nothing. Fourth Brother, don't think too much. I didn't ask you anything. I didn't say anything … Even if you ask me something, it's all for your own good. " With a few words, Tang Ming took a step forward and gave the entire deck to Feng Cheng.

"What did you talk about?" Feng Cheng's tone was mixed with displeasure as well as a certain kind of anger. He lowered his head, and pointed his finger at the place where the tiger's mouth was located.

"What else can we talk about …" Mu Qinghuan frowned, she was trying to twist her neck, biting her lips, "It's so painful!"

"Did it hurt you?" Realizing that his actions were too rough, Feng Cheng let go of her hands, but tyrannically embraced her and lowered his head to kiss her forehead.

Mu Qinghuan looked up in displeasure, and stared straight at Feng Cheng, only then noticed that he had a wound on his forehead, and a wound on his cheekbone, it was obvious that it was caused by a fight, but, who dared to touch Fourth Brother?

"You fought with the Sixth Brother?"

"Yeah, that bitch won't let me have your contract." Feng Cheng wiped the corner of his mouth, and gave a devilish smile, "Even if you want to step out, you must be in my hands."

He turned his head to the side and insisted on kissing her cheek, but was stopped by Mu Qinghuan.

"Speak, what did you talk about with that man just now?" His palm had already reached under her skirt. As long as he slightly reached in with his hand, he would be able to feel a large amount of her snow-white skin. It was likely that the designer of this kind of high cut dress was well aware of a man's heart.

"He just asked me a few questions …" Now that she was threatened, Mu Qinghuan had no choice but to lower her head, and firmly press his fingers onto the center of his disorderly palm, "Scram!"

"What problem?" Feng Cheng insisted on asking until the end.

"He just asked me … "Ask me if I've ever been to G City..." Although Tang Ming's way of asking was a little tricky, Mu Qinghuan was still able to discern that Tang Ming just wanted to confirm that she had not been to G City before.

"City G?" Feng Cheng's face instantly turned ashen. He continued to tighten his grip on Mu Qinghuan's slender waist, and his lips leaked out a sense of coolness and ridicule. It was impossible for him to ask such a question.

"You, what happened?" Why did Feng Cheng's face change when City G was mentioned? Mu Qinghuan's eyes flickered as she realized what was wrong.

"None... "Don't think too much about it." He took off his suit jacket and placed it on Mu Qinghuan's shoulders. Feng Cheng rested his head on her and hugged her slender waist, enjoying this moment.

"Have you caused enough trouble?" Mu Qinghuan fiercely stepped on Feng Cheng and said, "I want to return to the cabin!"

"I've ordered that no one is to leave the cabin, so right now …" Just the two of us can accompany me to look at the sea. I really like to look at the sea. Look, it's so quiet. But behind the silence, there's something else … That would be restless. " Thus, he liked to look at the sea. A quiet place was often dangerous.

"You're like the sea, the water in your belly is too deep! It's not a good thing! " She was unable to see through Feng Cheng, unable to figure him out. He was just like a motionless wild beast, who knows if he would bite her in the next second.

Feng Cheng laughed meaningfully, and smacked her on the face with his palm. "Un, thank you for your evaluation, I like it …"

"Let me go!" Twisting non-stop, Mu Qinghuan only wanted to leave his encirclement.

Just a second ago, he had helped Qiao Wennuan to win the championship. Now, what was he supposed to do?

"Not letting go." Feng Cheng said with certainty.

"But I'm sleepy, I want to go back and sleep …" Mu Qinghuan found an excuse and beat him up.

"Be good and sleep in my arms …" When Feng Cheng was deliberately pampering a woman, this kind of pampering would simply drive people crazy.

Mu Qinghuan didn't want to see herself sink again, so she suddenly said, "Let's go find your warm little sister."

"What? Jealous?" With his warm little sister, it sounded sour enough. Feng Cheng smiled lightly and picked up her lower jaw, "Tell me, are you jealous? "Admit it, is it that difficult?"

"Boring." Mu Qinghuan coldly threw down these two words. She covered her face, and after calming down, she said with a tone of discussion, "I really want to go back and rest. I've been tired for a whole day …"

"I'm jealous!" After pausing for a while, Feng Cheng firmly repeated, "I was jealous just now."

It's Tang Ming, let him introduce Mu Qinghuan to him.

But when he saw Tang Ming and Mu Qinghuan talking and laughing together, his heart did not feel good.

Suddenly, Mu Qinghuan froze her body and looked at Feng Cheng in disbelief.

"I, Feng Cheng, am jealous of you, Mu Qinghuan …" With both hands pressing down on her beautiful face, Feng Cheng couldn't help but lower his head as his thin lips pressed down on the corner of her lips.

"Ugh …" With wide eyes, Mu Qinghuan subconsciously refuted. Feng Cheng only smiled faintly, leaned on the railing, and continuously lit the fire on her body with his finger.

"Qing'er …" These two words, seemed to possess a demonic nature. Feng Cheng continuously kissed her on the cheek, not allowing her to have any chance to resist.

In the night sky, the moon and stars shone beautifully.

The scenery was beautiful, and he should do something beautiful.

Feng Cheng curled the corner of his mouth, and completely put it into action.

"No way!" It was not Mu Qinghuan's style to casually go to bed like this.

She laughed coldly, "Feng Cheng, what do you think, is that as long as it's something you want, you can wave your hand and that thing will bow down to you, right?"

With his hands wrapped around her, Feng Cheng closed his eyes and suddenly opened his sharp and deep eyes again, "What, you want me to chase after you?"

"No." Letting out a breath, Mu Qinghuan took the opportunity and wrapped her arms around Feng Cheng's neck, smiling charmingly, "Feng Cheng … I don't want you anymore! "

"Say that again." Feng Cheng only felt an unbearable pain in his heart.

"I don't want you." Mu Qinghuan was very obedient and repeated her words.

As if he had forgotten to breathe, Feng Cheng carefully examined his face.

But she said she didn't want him, didn't want him …

"Heh." His fingers unconsciously relaxed, as both of Feng Cheng's hands hooked onto the railings, his face revealed an indescribably demonic look, "Alright, I'll run for you once. If I catch you, you'll be mine."

"You're crazy!" Without hesitation, Mu Qinghuan turned around and walked straight to the cabin. As soon as she took a step out, he was hugged tightly from behind.

"Mu Qinghuan, what did you do to me!"