Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

"Don't think about it?" Feng Xun asked in a funny way.

"Don't think about it..." At the beginning of the summer, seven of them choked out these four words, wrinkled their noses, and added, "that's all the work of Hun Jun!"

After she said this, Feng Xun couldn't help laughing.

How could his little girl be so funny that she even used the metaphor of daydreaming and HunJun?

Seeing that Feng Xun was laughing happily, he planned to get out of bed and slip away on the seventh day of the summer, but he stopped him.

"Don't worry, I won't be that HunJun. It's afternoon now. Take a nap with me!" Speaking of this, Feng Xun loosened his collar and took out his pajamas.

At the beginning of summer, she changed into a nightgown and lay down. She changed Feng Xun's pajamas and lay down beside her. She whispered, "well, I'll just go to bed and do nothing else!"

"Only sleep!" Feng Xun nodded with a smile, hugged her in his arms, kissed her earlobe and said in a low voice, "I don't know what you and Jessica talked about, but you know, I don't want anyone but you!"

"I just envy that she has known you for so long, and regret that she has not been able to participate in your past life..." Xia Chu Qi said in a low voice.

"Those past lives are not so good memories!" Feng Xun shakes his head, covers the indifference in his eyes, pats her on the shoulder and says, "the present and future with your participation is what I really want!"

This sentence, as if a reassurance, so that the original heart of some panic on the seventh day of summer, a long sigh of relief.

Now that the past has passed, now they hold each other's hands and go to the future together, is the most important thing!

"In a few days, I'll take you to a private banquet..." Feng Xun said, pausing and laughing, "I'll let everyone know that you are the other half of Feng Xun's life on the seventh day of the summer."

"What party?" On the seventh day of the summer, when he heard Feng Xun's words, he asked curiously, "is it a formal occasion?"

"It's just a private party. You don't have to prepare anything. Just go with me!" Feng Xun light smile, kiss her forehead: "sleep!"

On the seventh day of the summer, he put down his heart and closed his eyes with a low answer, and soon fell asleep.

Hearing her steady breathing, Feng Xun only felt that his heart was stable, adjusted a more comfortable posture, hugged her and slowly closed his eyes.

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Palermo, Sicily.

As the helicopter descended, the seventh day of summer saw the shape of Sicily more clearly through the window. He couldn't help laughing at Feng Xun and sighing: "Sicily looks really beautiful. No wonder it's so famous that it's just like the Pearl of the Mediterranean..."

"A lot of people compare Sicily like this, saying that it's like a football with Italy stretching out to the Mediterranean boot!" Feng Xun explains with a smile.

"This description is vivid and accurate!" At the beginning of summer, the seven palms of his hands began to laugh, and he could not help sighing as Sicily approached them through the window.

Whether it's the wonderful Baroque buildings, the charming small town with a cliff and a sea, or the large olive groves full of vitality, the seventh day of summer is full of eyes, and even whispers: "if you don't go to Sicily, it's like you haven't been to Italy - because in Sicily, you can find the source of Italy's beauty!"

"This is the sentence Goethe wrote when he arrived in Palermo, Sicily, in 1787!" Feng Xun heard her low sigh and said with a smile.

"Yes, now I finally understand the psychological feeling of Goethe when he wrote this poem!" At the beginning of summer, he nodded at seven and said with emotion.

Seeing her shining eyes, Feng Xun's lips slightly rose. It seems that he made the right decision to take her. She likes this island very much.

The helicopter came to a stable stop on a spacious lawn, where a group of tall men in suits arrived early, waiting for the distinguished guests on the helicopter.

Seeing the dignified Feng Shao come down from the helicopter, the middle-aged man at the head of the helicopter quickly stepped forward and saluted politely: "Feng Shao --"

Feng Xun didn't pay any attention to him. Instead, he reached out to the open door of the helicopter and carefully landed on the seventh day of the summer.

On the seventh day of the summer, I just stood firm on the lawn. When I looked up, I saw the rows of young and middle-aged men standing neatly. I couldn't help but gape.

She couldn't help looking at the group of people who came to meet them. She found that all of them were wearing straight dark blue suits, standing tall and straight, with their hands behind them. At first glance, they were all specially trained, and there was a black car parked not far away.

There is no doubt that the standard of reception is very high. It seems that the owner of such a large manor in beautiful Sicily has also placed Fengxun in a very high position.

The leading middle-aged man thought that Feng Xun was the only one who came, but he also brought a strange Oriental woman. A look of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he cleverly did not ask. Instead, he stood quietly waiting.

Only when Feng Xun stood side by side with this young and beautiful looking Oriental woman did he respectfully say, "Hello, Feng Shao. I've been ordered by the leader to meet you. Please follow me."

Feng Xun answered faintly, glanced at the welcoming team and asked casually, "why didn't Kramer come by himself?"

The middle-aged man, who was the leader, said with a quick smile: "the leader's legs and feet have been affected by the wind and cold recently, and it's inconvenient for him to move, so he can't come by himself. Please forgive me!"

When he said that, he did not forget to look at Feng Xun's expression, and a cold sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

The seventh day of the summer saw the reaction of the middle-aged man in his eyes. He couldn't help laughing in his heart. Feng Xun just asked, but he answered a lot. He seemed so nervous. Is Feng Xun so terrible in these people's eyes?

"Get in the car!" Feng Xun's voice makes Xia Chuqi come back to his senses. Xia Chuqi nods and smiles to him and sits on the lengthened Hummer parked on the lawn with him.

The leading middle-aged man also took the co driver's seat, while a group of people in black suits got on other cars one after another.

Because the weather is very good, the car windows are not closed. On the seventh day of summer, I can clearly smell the citrus and lemon fragrance floating into the car with the wind. I can't help but squint my eyes and say with a smile, "the citrus and lemon fragrance really smells good. Are there any citrus and lemon planted nearby?"