Mr.Feng's Belove Wife

"Just now I was really worried about being surrounded by reporters..." at the beginning of summer, Gulu Gulu finished half a glass of lemonade, and then he was relieved. He continued: "on the way back in disguise, I should be on guard against being followed by reporters!"

When she said this, she couldn't help muttering: "it's not pleasant that I have done nothing wrong, but I have to be so furtive!"

"It's my negligence this time..." Feng Xun sighed and said apologetically, "I knew there would be so many media reporters around. I should have warned them at the beginning!"

"I can't blame you. Most of those gossip magazines are for attracting people's attention. But I went on a show and became a popular figure. Your mother, Mrs. Woodson, is a celebrity in New York. If you come to chat with me suddenly, it will certainly attract the attention of some reporters..."

At the beginning of the summer, he shook his head and gave a light smile. He put down his water cup and sat down next to him. He took the initiative to take his arm and said with a smile, "don't blame yourself. If you want to blame the media, it's better to blame them for their gossip!"

Feng Xun took her into his arms and sighed in a low voice: "I thought it was OK to stop my mother from looking for you, but I underestimated the power of the gossip media after all!"

"Yes, who would have thought that the gossip media could peel the skin out all the hidden stories..." when Xia Qiqi said this, he suddenly realized something and asked, "wait a minute, you just said, did you stop your mother, Mrs. Woodson, from looking for me?"

Feng Xun nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "yes, do you remember meeting the old lady Bai in the hotel before? I also met with my mother that afternoon and told her what to say and warned her! "

"I thought you were busy with your work, but I didn't think you were going to see your mother!" At the thought of Mrs. Woodson's proud expression on the seventh day of the summer, as well as her discolored appearance before she left, I'm afraid that her arrogance was severely beaten by herself.

This time Feng Xun took the initiative to see her, but for his own sake, I'm afraid she was even more angry!

Thinking of this on the seventh day of the summer, she asked anxiously, "what did you say to her? Did she get angry when you warned her for me?"

"I remind her to pay attention to her present identity, and don't forget the scandal she did in Fengjia!" Feng Xun raises a sneer from the corner of his lip, mentions his mother, and there is no trace of temperature in his eyes.

"Whether she is angry or not, I don't care. I only know that she is not qualified to interfere in my affairs, and she is not qualified to direct me or Fengjia!"

At the beginning of summer seven, when he saw the cold look of his mother Mrs. Madson, he sighed silently, patted his arm comfortably, and comforted him in a low voice. "She is probably too busy to interfere in your emotional life." We don't have to be angry for an unimportant idler! "

Feng Xun looked down at the expression of the seventh day of the summer. He could not help holding her tightly and kissing her cheek. He said with a low smile: "little girl, you're right. We shouldn't let the unimportant people affect our mood, whether it's her or those gossip media!"

At seven o'clock in the early summer, she nodded and replied with a smile: "your mother has become the focus of attention in Vanity Fair. I'm afraid it's enough for her to deal with the gossip media, and she won't come back to find us again!"

Feng Xun gave a noncommittal smile and said indifferently, "the scandals she exposed are enough for her to stop for a while."

"Will those scandals affect the relationship between her and her husband Woodson?" Summer seven suddenly think of this, curious asked.

Even if they are a couple of interests, but the other half of the scandal is too much, in the end will affect the couple's feelings!

"Anyway, they just play their own games. Who doesn't have many lovers in private?" Feng Xun sneered and sneered: "as long as there are interests involved, you won't tear your face!"

When Feng Xun said that they were playing separately, he shook his head and sighed deeply on the seventh day of the summer. Tut tut sighed: "this is her so-called marriage. There are no feelings, only interests..."

Fortunately, the relationship between Feng Xun and his mother has never been better. Otherwise, with Mrs. Woodson's three outlooks, we may not know what kind of children we will teach!

"I've got a thorough insight into what celebrities call open marriage." On the seventh day of the summer, he sighed. He turned his head to Feng Xun and asked with a smile, "Feng Xun, if you didn't meet me, would you marry a woman with a matching identity as your wife, and then keep an open marriage relationship, and no one would interfere with each other?"

Feng Xun laughed at her conjecture and bit her earlobe gently to show his punishment. He shook his head and said angrily and funny: "little fool, in your eyes, what kind of person am I?"

"I know you won't..." the seventh day of the summer, covering his earlobe, said with a smile: "with your rejection and disgust of women, I don't think you will marry anyone at all!"

Feng Xun then showed a satisfied smile, scraped the tip of her nose and said, "if I didn't meet you, it's not surprising that I would die lonely because of my emotional apathy."

Hearing these four words, a heart of the seventh day of the summer was inexplicably tight. I couldn't help holding him in my backhand. In his arms, I seriously said, "with me, I won't let you die alone!"

"Little girl, I know that you will grow old with me Feng Xun lowered his head and gave her a soft kiss at the corner of her lips. He put her in his arms and felt the temperature of her body. His heart seemed to have a place.

For the sake of emotional apathy and severe insomnia, he has been relying on drugs and psychological counseling for many years, but never thought that he was just missing her!

His little girl is his best doctor!

"Feng Xun, I promised you that I would never break my promise!" At the beginning of summer, Qi Yang raised his head, and the tone of his eyes was unprecedented solemnity.

Looking at her serious little face, Feng Xun's eyes slightly flashed a wave, almost involuntarily lowered his head, sealed her lips with a kiss.

On the seventh day of the summer, he put his hand around his neck and welcomed the kiss.

With emotion and happiness, and as if poured all the heat, after a long time, the long kiss slowly ended, early summer seven low breath, leaning on his chest quietly listening to his heartbeat, only feel that the whole person is warm.

"Little girl?" Feng Xun saw her lying on her chest and refused to move. She asked with a smile: "are you listening to my heartbeat?"