After Wang thought about being taken away, Jing Yiyi squatted on the ground and cried.

Feng Ming looked at Aunt Li and whispered, "you go down first."

"Yes." Aunt Li nodded and secretly pulled Li Zixun away.

"Sister-in-law, let's just go? Don't you see she's still crying?"

"Shh, let's go. There's a letter. It'll be all right soon." Li Yiqiang is about to take his nephew away.

There are only two people left in the living room.

Feng Ming stood beside Jing Yiyi and watched her cry silently.

Tucao's words were just on the lips, but they didn't make complaints about them.

He squatted down slowly and reached out to hold her. Jing Yiyi suddenly raised his head. He quickly withdrew his hand and looked at her indifferently.

"Why? Enough crying?"

"Why are you still here?" Jing Yiyi sobbed, "didn't you hear me tell you to get out!"

Feng Ming raised his eyebrows and said, "is this your attitude towards your benefactor?"

"You fart! What kind of benefactor are you?"

Feng Ming raised his hand and bounced her forehead. "Are you trying to kill a donkey? If I hadn't caught the mastermind behind the scenes, you would still be cheated by those two people."

"None of your business!"

"You are now my child's mother and my wife in the legal sense. Our property is divided in half. You say it's none of my business?"

Jing Yiyi puffed up her mouth and turned away from him.

Feng Ming stretched out his hand to her, "get up and squat down again. The child in his stomach can't stand it."

Jing Yiyi reluctantly stands up and doesn't pass her hand out.

Feng Ming withdrew his hand expressionless.

"All right, I'm fine. Go back."

"Where are you going?" Feng Ming asked knowingly.

"Who knows you? Go back wherever you like. Just don't appear in front of me anyway."

"Little heartless." Feng Ming frowned.

"You say who has no conscience!"

"What do you say? You're going to drive me away in the middle of the night?"

Jing Yiyi squints at him, "why didn't I find out before? You're so naughty?"

"It's not too late to find out." Feng Ming smiled and patted the sofa by the clapping hand. "You sofa is good, I'll sleep here tonight."

"Whatever! Anyway, I'll open my eyes early tomorrow morning. You'd better get out of my house!" She went upstairs angrily. Unexpectedly, Feng Ming stayed. She was just worried about her.

Jing Yiyi slammed the door, slid to the ground, buried her head in her knees and sobbed. She was in pain and didn't know who to tell.

"I knew you would hide and cry alone."

The low male voice echoed in the room. Jing Yiyi raised her head and saw Feng Ming come out of the balcony. She was stunned. "How did you come out there? You... Aren't you downstairs?"

"It's just the second floor. Don't be so surprised?" Feng Ming came up to her and opened his hand to her.

"Why?" Jing Yiyi has no good airway.

"Come here. Lend you your shoulder."

Jing Yiyi looked at his "arrogant" appearance, and suddenly came up with the scene of a child in her mind.

At that time, she was crying alone under the tree. Feng Ming suddenly jumped down from the tree, put his hands in his pockets and called her to pass with the same tone.

The two figures coincided again. Jing Yiyi stood up and went to Feng Ming. He opened his mouth and bit his shoulder.

"Hiss -"

Feng Ming took a breath. "You're still a dog like you were a child."

Jing Yiyi punched him angrily, "you are a dog!"

When Feng Ming saw her coming, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and her tone spoiled her: "let you bite enough today."

Jing Yiyi's strength in her mouth increased and spread all her resentment against the king.

She buried her head in his arms and cried for more than an hour until her eyes were swollen into walnuts.

Feng Ming gently hugged her and raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, with a faint pain in his heart.

"I can kill them both if you want." Feng Ming's voice rang out. Jing Yiyi shook her head, "forget it, don't."

Feng Ming looked at her with an eyebrow. "It's not like your character."

He still remembered that when Jing Yiyi went to kindergarten, the little boy in her class accidentally stepped on her foot. She not only stepped back ten times, but also told the teacher, the canteen aunt, the principal and the teacher of the next class.

The little boy was "educated" by the teachers all day. After school in the evening, Jing Yiyi ran to complain to the little boy's parents. It is said that the little boy thought about it all night after he came home

Since then, no one dared to step on her feet.

Jing Yiyi was teased and refused to fight back?

Feng Ming's secret way is strange.

"Forget it, just think I'm blind." Jing Yiyi sucked her nose.

"What are you going to do with the news?" Feng Ming looked down at her. "I can press down the news or find someone to do public relations, but after all, you said those words yourself. Those fans won't buy it easily."

"Whatever they want."

Feng Ming was surprised and said, "that's it? Don't care?"

"Well, whatever." Jing Yiyi pursed her lips. "Anyway, I have to take a vacation, and my work has been pushed to a year later."

Jing Yiyi waved her hand and said, "go out. I'm going to sleep."

Feng Ming didn't move. He still held her. Jing Yiyi couldn't get away. He frowned and said, "what are you doing?"

"Are you sure it's okay?" Feng Ming looked at her uneasily.

"I find you are not only naughty, but also very mother-in-law!" Jing Yiyi puffed up her mouth and said, "let go of me! I want to sleep!"

Feng Ming then let go of her. Jing Yiyi really climbed into the quilt and frowned, "don't you go out yet?"

"No hurry."

Feng Ming went straight to the small sofa in the corner and sat down. He picked up the script on the table and read it.

"Are you so free? Don't you have to go back with your fiancee?"

"Can I understand that you are jealous?" Feng Ming didn't answer the question.

"Psycho! Who wants to eat your vinegar!"

Jing Yiyi ignored him, lay down angrily and closed his eyes.

I don't know if it was because of his presence, she soon fell asleep.

When the sound of even breathing came, Feng Ming took back the ice silk pressed on her acupoints, got up and came to the bedside, looked at her frown, bent over and kissed her eyebrows, until Jing Yiyi's eyebrows stretched out, he didn't give up and let her go.

I don't know if he's crazy. Recently, he misses getting along with her in Lingdao more and more.

At that time, she would always be coquettish in her arms, but now, even if he wanted to hug her, he could achieve his wish while she was asleep.

I hate such a passive self, but he doesn't dare to really approach.

In the moonlight, Feng Ming hugged Jing Yiyi, who was sleeping, and whispered, "smelly girl, what should I do with you?"

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