Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

From the very first moment of the divorce, Qiao Wennuan contacted Feng Cheng impatiently.

Her way of handling the situation was like a signal from the heart, and everyone on the street knew of her actions.

Even if she had to pay the price, she wanted to reunite with Feng Cheng!

When she first got married, she more or less had the intention of throwing a tantrum.

She thought Feng Cheng was just playing with her. Since he already had a son, he was even preparing for the engagement ceremony.

Later on, she found out that Xinxin didn't have a mother, and that it was just an accident that night …

But at that time, she was just too young. It was impossible for her to throw away all her arrogance, throw away all her dignity, and become a mere stepmother.

She's texting tonight, not calling...

Qiao Wennuan curled the corner of her mouth. She was giving Feng Cheng time to think.

This night was destined to be a sleepless night.

She was waiting for Feng Cheng's reply.

Slightly stroking the back of his phone, Feng Cheng paused for a few seconds. After that, as if he did not see the message, he got up and walked over to the bedside and placed his phone.

Turning his head to the side, his charming eyes fixed onto Mu Qinghuan.

Moving her feet, Mu Qinghuan only wore a thin white bath towel.

Due to having just taken a bath, her face was an enchanting crimson like that of a cooked prawn. She looked tender and watery, to the point that others couldn't help but want to take a bite out of her.

There were layers upon layers of rose petals at her feet. Mu Qinghuan did not want to break them, so she half-squatted down to play with them.

The next second, romantic music started playing.

A pair of large, clean hands suddenly appeared before his eyes.

Mu Qinghuan put down the flower petals and raised her eyes to look at it in astonishment.

Without waiting for Mu Qinghuan's time to think, Feng Cheng extended his iron arms and with a burst of strength, pulled Mu Qinghuan into his embrace.

"Dance with me …" His magnetic voice pressed against Mu Qinghuan's ear, bringing about a gentle temperature as if it possessed magic.

"…" Mu Qinghuan wanted to retort. They were only wearing a white bath towel and dancing in the bedroom. It was a little strange.

Feng Cheng seemed to enjoy this moment, his palm held her head firmly in front of his body, and then turned it slightly.

Ambiguous rays of light scattered down from above his head.

The atmosphere was indescribably quiet.

After the song ended, Feng Cheng asked her while laughing, "Are you hungry?"

"A little." Mu Qinghuan nodded seriously.

"Come here, let's eat together." Pointing to the exquisite crystal platform, Feng Cheng laughed wickedly, then pulled Mu Qinghuan away with small steps.

"You can only drink a little." With one hand, he raised the goblet and shook it. Feng Cheng took a sip first and then fed a small mouthful to Mu Qinghuan.

"The taste is really good." Mu Qinghuan smacked her lips as if she was trying to recollect herself. She insisted on drinking another cup, but Feng Cheng refused to do so.

"I still want to drink more!" As if she was the victor, Mu Qinghuan laughed out loud. However, she felt that something was wrong, her movements just now were too big, and she had accidentally pulled off the towel in front of her.

"You're not allowed to look, you're not allowed to look!" Mu Qinghuan hurriedly held down her chest, but she didn't have enough time, as her white skin had already leaped into the air.

"You seduced me …" The man kept getting closer, lifting her up and throwing her onto the soft bed!

Can't you be more gentle?

"Ah — oh!" Her petite body bounced on the bed, but just as Mu Qinghuan was about to raise her body, she was pushed down!

"Why are you running? Wanted to capture him? "It's been such a long time, it's time to capture him …" Both of his hands supported Mu Qinghuan's cheeks. Feng Cheng seemed to be drunk and his berserk kiss did not miss a single spot, going from bottom to top.

Just like that, she went to bed? Mu Qinghuan subconsciously struggled two times, but when she felt the gentle treatment on him, she wanted to say something to resist, but her body was honest.

She simply could not endure the provocation, and it spread out in his hands bit by bit.

"Give it to me, give it to me!" After taking off the white towel, Feng Cheng shouted loudly, his movements was astonishing.

The whole wide bed shook.

Lying weakly on the bed, Mu Qinghuan just recovered from the remaining warmth.

She had a look of being squeezed clean, and her eyes were filled with slight confusion.

"You can leave now. I'm sleepy." The man on her body was still playing tricks as before, tightly lying on top of her body while Mu Qinghuan gritted her teeth and said, "Stupid rogue!"

He had taken care of her with a midnight snack. Could she be any better?

"Don't you like me like this? I'll only do this to you hooligans …" I realize that you're not wearing anything under the towel. Do you want me to be a hooligan towards you? " Feng Cheng was in an extremely good mood.

"…" Mu Qinghuan covered his face, "I forgot to bring my clothes just now."

"Don't try to find excuses. I understand, I understand." Feng Cheng reached out and pointed to her lips, suddenly thinking of something, reached for his phone, casually flipped it a few times, and found Qiao Wennuan's number.

"Qiao Wennuan told me that she's divorced." Feng Cheng glanced at the message once again.

Immediately, Mu Qinghuan's entire body froze, her heart dropped and beat at the same rate, she was suffocated, then with a light smile, she raised her beautiful face and placed her small hands in front of Feng Cheng, "I'm going to shower, get out of the way."

"Earlier, I did not want to affect the atmosphere …" Feng Cheng held her hands tightly, as if trying to explain.

However, Mu Qinghuan found his explanation to be laughable. "After sleeping for a while, I've finally achieved your objective, so I won't have to bother about the atmosphere anymore right?"

Bastard!

"If you just want to sleep, then just say so. There's no need for such gorgeous decorations, roses, champagne... Ha! What a joke. " Mu Qinghuan closed her eyes, she was so angry that her stomach was in pain!

Feng Cheng squinted his eyes, not missing out on a single change in Mu Qinghuan's expression, and was surprised by her performance.

"Fuck you!" Mu Qinghuan's eyes turned deep red. Without knowing where she got the strength, Mu Qinghuan pushed him away, then casually picked up the towel on the floor and wrapped it around her body. With hurried steps, she rushed into the washroom and shut the door behind him.

With her back leaning against the door, Mu Qinghuan began to sob painfully, as if it was the end of the world. However, she covered the corner of her mouth tightly, unwilling to let out any sound.

She didn't want Feng Cheng to know that she was crying.

Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing...

Sitting on the bedside, Feng Cheng calmly thought about it. In the end, he quickly opened the drawer and reached in. He took something out and immediately rushed to the bathroom.

When Feng Cheng pushed the door open forcefully, Mu Qinghuan had already put away her uncomfortable expression. She was actually wearing nothing at all, and was blowing her hair out of her head while looking at the clean mirror.

Obviously, she had just taken another shower.

"Just washed?" Taking a few steps forward, Feng Cheng embraced her from behind.

Mu Qinghuan did not say a word, and continued to blow her hair.

"Alright, this is for you." He grabbed her hand and let it go.

Her shoulders trembled, and Mu Qinghuan felt that there was an additional ice-cold thing in her palm.

Slowly turning around, Mu Qinghuan looked at Feng Cheng in disbelief!

Feng Cheng pinched her chin, and at the same time, used his fingertip to tap Qiao Wennuan's number, and dialed it!