After watching their car go away, Li Minghao drove away.
When he returned to the villa, the whole villa was back to the same as before. Apart from the servants, he was the only one there.
"Sir, you haven't had dinner yet. Let me prepare it." The servant took the suit jacket he took off and hung it on the hanger.
Li Minghao pulled the tie around his neck and said, "No, I won't eat." It's strange for a person to have an appetite while sitting at such a big dining table to eat.
After saying that, she walked up to the second floor and came to the room where Ling Yanyan once lived. Her natural fragrance was still there, but she left. She had only lived here for more than a month.
She sat on the single sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window where she usually sat, poured a glass of wine, took a sip, and looked into the vast night.
Li Rui drove them to an apartment in the city. In a bustling downtown area, owning a high-end apartment here was not bad, but Feng Zhiming bought an entire apartment building and rebuilt the layout.
, separates a master bedroom, two guest rooms, a study room, the kitchen and dining room also occupy a large space, the living room is also extremely luxurious, the crystal lamp on the top exudes soft light, making the whole room look very warm
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Ling Yanyan stood in the living room, looking at everything here, "It's really luxurious." Living here would be better than going back to the original small apartment, but she knew that he would not agree to it as he was domineering.
"For you, this is nothing." Feng Zhiming hugged her from behind. He was willing to give her everything she wanted, but he didn't know that she actually wanted nothing but his love.
Ling Yanyan leaned into him and rested her head on his chest, "How many women have you prepared for such a luxurious golden house?"
"Yanyan, are you jealous?" He chuckled, "But there is no other woman, only you."
Ling Yanyan turned around and looked at him, "I'm honored."
It was just like this, it was light and soft. She was very intoxicated. She originally thought that she would never feel his breath in his arms again. Even if he was ruthless and unloving to her, she wouldn't care.
Feng Zhiming's hand on her waist moved restlessly on her body, but was caught by Ling Yanyan, "Aren't you hungry?"
"I'm hungry, so you have to feed me first." As soon as he finished speaking, he picked her up by the waist and walked to the bedroom.
Ling Yanyan wanted to escape, but was still restrained by him, "Yanyan, don't ever think of leaving me in this life."
For a lifetime? Can she really be so attached to her for a lifetime?
Seeing that her beautiful eyes had lost their focus, he kissed her fiercely with his lips, "When you are doing what I am doing, you are not allowed to think about other things, let alone other men. Do you understand?"
"
He didn't like her confused and misty eyes, he liked her looking at him intently, and all she saw in her eyes was her.
Ling Yanyan raised her smile, nodded, and put her head to her lips.
Under the soft crystal light, the two people on the bed were touching each other tenderly, her narrowness tightly wrapped around his huge size, and his heavy breathing accompanied by her soft moans gradually heated up in the charming room.
His crazy gallop was unbearable for her, "Easy, gentle..." Her face flushed, and her soft, boneless hands gripped his shoulders tightly, leaving fingerprints on them.
"You make me crazy." Feng Zhiming has never been so crazy about a woman, but Ling Yanyan is so beautiful that she can't control it.
She felt his desire for her and his tenderness. If she lost her memory, she would lose her memory. She still loved him and it had never changed.
He withdrew from her body and looked at her delicate body covered with sweat. He could never control himself when facing her.
Ling Yanyan lay on his solid chest, panting, listening to his heartbeat, feeling very satisfied.
"Are you tired?" Feng Zhiming asked softly, stroking her smooth back with his hand.
Ling Yanyan nodded, he was so crazy, how could she not be tired?
Feng Zhiming picked her up and walked into the bathroom, turned on the shower head, and the two of them stood under it at the same time, letting the warm water wash away the sweat from their bodies.
He brought a bath ball, squeezed shower gel on it, and rubbed it on her body, gently and softly, but it always stayed on her tall chest.
"I'll do it myself." Ling Yanyan wanted to take the bath ball in his hand and wash it the way he did, but she couldn't wash it all night long.
But he refused to lean on her, letting her whole body lean into his arms.
Sure enough, after more than an hour, the two came out of the bathroom wearing bath towels.
"Are you hungry? Change your clothes and take you out to eat." Feng Zhiming opened the wardrobe. It was full of women's clothes. He took out a random piece and handed it to Ling Yanyan.
Ling Yanyan looked at the high-quality clothes in her hand, but did not move.
"I bought this specially for you." Feng Zhiming walked into her and whispered in her ear, "Don't doubt, my hands are the best size."
Ling Yanyan raised her head, glared at him fiercely, and was about to walk to the bathroom, but was pulled back by him, "Why are you going?"
"Of course it's time to change clothes!" Ling Yanyan raised the clothes in her hands.
"Just change here. Anyway, I've seen and touched, so why are you so shy?" Feng Zhiming pulled her hand slightly, and the bath towel covering her body fell to the ground.
"Do you need my help?" Looking at the faint blush on her face, he took the clothes and put them on for her.
He stood behind the tube top dress and helped her unzip the zipper on the back. He did not pull the zipper down, but kissed her along the waist. Ling Yanyan did not tremble.
"What a sensitive little thing." He zipped up slowly.
After finishing Ling Yanyan's clothes, he started to change clothes, took off the bath towel from his waist, and started changing in front of her.
Ling Yanyan turned around awkwardly, facing away from him, but his chuckle came from behind.
By the time the two of them walked out of the apartment, it was already ten o'clock in the evening, and the night wind was a little chilly. He hugged her tightly, letting her feel his body temperature.
Without driving, the two of them walked for a walk, weaving in and out of the crowd, but never noticed the person following them.
"What do you want to eat?" Feng Zhiming asked the person next to him.
"Whatever!" Ling Yanyan has never been picky about food.
Feng Zhiming tightened his hand on her waist, "You're not free, how about you eat me?" He approached her with an ambiguous look on his face, whispered in her ear, and bit her earlobe.
Ling Yanyan turned her head to avoid him. This was on the main road. Although it was a bit late, there were still people coming and going!
When did he become so thick-skinned and become so glib!
"You can't fill your stomach with food." She hadn't eaten anything all day.
Feng Zhiming frowned, "You are very presumptuous."
"But I'm telling the truth." Ling Yanyan wanted to go against him, "Lover's are for pain."
The implication is that she is the oldest now, isn't she?
She raised a charming smile towards him, making him slightly startled.
"Then I don't love you enough?" There was something in Feng Zhiming's words. He came closer to her face and kissed her pink face.
Ling Yanyan pointed to a small store in front of her, "Shall we go there to eat?"
"It's up to you." Feng Zhiming hugged her and walked forward without any objection.
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