Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

Immediately, Fengcheng sarcasm, "after, don't call me again, I said, that matter I don't know, have nothing to do with me!"

Waiting for the other side to open up, Fengcheng immediately closed the mobile phone, and picked up the coat, left the company!

Feng Cheng just went to the underground garage, Ouyang Meiluo called, "Niki, I recently received a strange call, how about you?"

"Mello, I don't care about France any more. It's time for you to be on your own." Fengcheng speech firmly, "I believe that with your ability, will lead the company."

"I haven't said anything yet. What are you afraid of now?" Ouyang Meiluo put one hand around the other shoulder and gently laughed, "don't worry, I don't believe that at all. It has nothing to do with us. Do you think so?"

"When you are in China, is everything going well?"

"I'm fine. You don't need to worry. Goodbye." Close the mobile phone, Feng Cheng sits steadily in the driver's seat, but his heart is extremely bored.

On the other end, Ouyang Meiluo throws her cell phone to the ground in anger!

After Fengcheng started the car, he went to the Ming family.

Ming Chengyu goes downstairs in person and waits for him at the front desk.

"To my office or out?" Mingchengyu looks at Fengcheng. Every time his fourth brother has a big move, he will come to see him in person. Mingchengyu knows that there must be something wrong.

"Go out and talk, you know, it's my habit." Fengcheng reminded, "go to the old place where I drink tea with six elder brothers."

"I'll drive." Mingchengyu took out the car key, and then chuckled, "by the way, after you and Mu Qinghuan got married, you haven't seen six elder brothers. He is afraid that he has gone abroad to play again. You say that he is really considerate to himself. If he is not in a good mood, he will go out and give the whole company to sun Ziyang. He is at ease. "

Can turn to think, fourth elder brother is not also? Directly give the company to Tang Ming, he himself is relaxed, when the shopkeeper.

To the teahouse, Fengcheng did not drink a sip of tea, "I go to France the day after tomorrow, you help me take care of her."

Although there is no indication, Ming Cheng Yu knows who else is mu Qinghuan?

"Why this time?" Ming Chengyu can't think of it, "that woman, has already got the company?"

"It's not about the company..." Feng Cheng narrowed his eyes, "it's about sir."

"What do you mean?" Ming Chengyu's eyes suddenly changed. "Mr. Chen is dead. What else can I do for you?"

"I'll be sure when I go to France." He didn't want to say more. Mingchengyu was too lazy to ask.

When I went back that night, Fengcheng gave Mu Qinghuan ideological work. "I may have to go on a business trip in two days. Can you do it alone at home?"

"Where to go?" Mu Qinghuan wants to know whether it is far away, and also wants to help him prepare some food and food.

"Don't worry. I'll be back in a few days." Feng Cheng patted Mu Qinghuan's cheek, "as long as you don't get angry."

"You're going on a business trip. It's impossible. I won't be angry. I'm not so careful." Mu Qinghuan can understand Fengcheng, but when she asked him where to go, he did not say.

"Well, if you don't tell me, I won't ask. How many days will you go?" On the finger, Mu Qinghuan seriously asked, "don't want half a year or something, I can't afford to wait. Besides, we've just got married and are not suitable for long-term separation, which will affect our feelings."

Long distance love is unreliable. Mu Qinghuan has no patience to wait for too long.

"What are you thinking about?" Smiling, Fengcheng promised, "three days at most."

"I see." Mu Qinghuan nodded seriously, and then began to pack his luggage.

Knowing that Fengcheng's stomach is bad, Mu Qinghuan goes to the kitchen and prepares some rice paste, which is sealed in the packaging bag. In case he is busy and has no time to eat, just put some hot water to soak it.

"What's the matter, you treat me as little Feng Teng?" Fengcheng refers to rice paste.

"By the way, I can buy you baby rice paste directly. I'm so stupid." Mu Qinghuan was vexed.

"I prefer to eat what you make yourself." Feng Cheng takes her face and kisses her from time to time.

Mu Qinghuan blushed shyly. In fact, after marriage, she seldom cooks, because Fengcheng's craftsmanship is better than that of the kitchen god.

Even the heart, also has been used to the city's craft, let her not cook waste food.

At the moment can get the affirmation of the city, Mu Qinghuan is satisfied.

Just think of him to go on a business trip, do not know why, Mu Qinghuan is fluffy in the heart, a little uncomfortable, also a bit blocked flustered.

On the day of Fengcheng's departure, he got up very early and tried his best to keep quiet, but he still awoke Mu Qinghuan by accident.

"Are you awake?" Mu Qinghuan got up to help him with his luggage, but was stopped by him, "it's still early, you continue to sleep."

"I'm not sleepy anymore. I can't sleep any more." Lying quietly on the bed, Mu Qinghuan smiles at her.

"The sunshine falls on the corner of her mouth, and then she turns to the corner of her mouth and turns to the bottom of her heart.""Don't make any noise." "Mu Qinghuan did not face," you are not in a hurry to leave

"I'm catching a plane." Before leaving, Fengcheng finally confessed, "I'm going to France, but it's not because of anyone, it's because of a thorny matter. I have to do it now."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier that you were going to France." No wonder she is not feeling well recently. She is going to France to see Ouyang Meiluo!

"I knew you were unhappy, so I didn't dare to say so." Feng Cheng bowed her head, blocked her mouth forcefully, and then pushed her pajamas away. Mu Qinghuan struggled for several times, but he still could not resist his strength. Finally, his mind gradually became confused and he surrendered to his skills.

The city was closed on purpose. He told her before leaving that he would go to France, knowing that she would be angry, so he fed her with technology.

Not once, twice.

When the passion is over, Mu Qinghuan lies on the bed all over the soft, lazy to move again.

"Still angry?" He asked helplessly.

Mu Qinghuan said nothing, had no strength, but still reached out to push him, "you go! You go to France and meet Ouyang

"It's sour. Who is more beautiful than you?" He once again bowed his head to kiss her forehead, gently kissing her wound, "wait for me to go home, three days later I will go home, and I will never go to France again in my life!"

He made a solemn oath!

"Well, tell me, is there a big problem?" Mu Qinghuan asked curiously.

"Wait till I come back." He got out of bed, dressed up, then carried the suitcase, quickly downstairs.

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