Chen Feng reached out and pulled her, and she fell into his arms again, "Of course you won't be disappointed. If you don't believe me, you can give it a try. If Feng Zhiming really fell in love with Ling Yanyan, then he would not tolerate Ling Yanyan's presence.
Cheng Huan is under another man, if Feng Zhiming doesn't love Ling Yanyan, then what do you have to worry about."
Let her sit astride his waist, and the hardness underneath him penetrates her deeply.
"You...can you not be so impatient?" He was too crazy.
Chen Feng chuckled, "Why should you be reserved in front of me? I wish you could be more wild."
Wang Xueyi's smile was very enchanting, accompanied by drops of sweat, "Then I will satisfy you." She began to twist her waist and leaned on him.
Li Minghao was sitting in the cafe, with a cup of coffee in front of him and his long fingers moving on the keyboard of his laptop.
Sitting in the office was too boring. The figure of Ling Yanyan kept appearing in front of me. I wanted to see her, but I couldn't. I raised my head from being buried in front of the computer, picked up the coffee, and drank it gracefully.
He took a small mouth, but suddenly saw Wang Xueyi and Chen Feng walking out of a box intimately.
What were the two of them planning? He hoped not to hurt Yanyan, but the uneasiness in his heart became stronger.
Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan sent Aos and his wife to the airport and did not leave until they got on the plane.
"Ling Yanyan, you are a woman that I cannot see through." Although Feng Zhiming was driving the car intently, he spoke to Ling Yanyan who was sitting in the passenger seat.
Ling Yanyan looked at him in confusion. He always liked to say words without thinking. Did he want to test her IQ?
"Mrs. Aos has a very good relationship with you." Feng Zhiming said lightly.
"Oh, well, Mrs. Os and I have met several times before." Anyway, he has lost his memory now, and she doesn't want to explain too much to him.
"Yeah?"
Ling Yanyan looked at him with a smile: "You don't believe it, because I majored in design. I just happened to attend Mrs. Aos's birthday party and held a fashion show, so I am relatively familiar with it."
"You majored in design?" He didn't even remember this.
As long as he is her, nothing else about her is important.
"Do you feel that being a special assistant is overkill?" Feng Zhiming asked softly.
Of course not, in her opinion, he is everything to her, everything to her.
At this time, the phone rang. Ling Yanyan took out the phone from her bag and looked at the name dancing on the screen. It was Li Minghao. Should she answer it? She glanced at the expressionless man sitting in the driver's seat.
He will definitely be angry.
"Why didn't you answer?" Feng Zhiming asked softly as the car slowly drove into the underground garage of the apartment.
The ringing of the mobile phone stopped, and Ling Yanyan held it in her hand, "Oh, it's nothing, I don't recognize you."
She lied to him.
The subtle expression on her face did not escape his eyes. He hugged her and said, "It is right not to answer unknown numbers."
Ling Yanyan could only let him carry her into the elevator.
Entering the room, Feng Zhiming said nothing and walked into the bathroom. Ling Yanyan threw her bag on the sofa, walked to the guest room, and called back the call she just made.
"Hey, Minghao, I'm sorry, I couldn't answer the phone just now. Do you have anything to do with me?" Ling Yanyan lowered her voice deliberately.
Of course Li Minghao could understand Feng Zhiming's domineering attitude and he would never allow his woman to receive calls from other men.
"Yanyan, are you okay?" Li Minghao struggled in the room for a long time before deciding to call her.
"I'm fine!" Ling Yanyan knew that Li Minghao was worried about her, but the more she contacted him, the more detrimental Feng Zhiming would be to him and his company.
Hearing her voice, Li Minghao felt less worried, "Can you come out and meet me tomorrow?"
"Okay." Ling Yanyan nodded in agreement.
After hanging up the phone, he turned around and saw Feng Zhiming leaning against the door with his arms folded, his face looking a little solemn.
"Why are you here?" Ling Yanyan was flustered. Did he hear her talking on the phone?
Feng Zhiming stepped forward and took her into his arms, "Don't let me know who you are calling!"
"No!" Ling Yanyan held the phone in her hand and leaned into his arms.
A different emotion flashed across Feng Zhiming's face, "Besides me, you can't get close to other men, do you understand?"
Ling Yanyan didn't speak, she just hugged his waist tightly and leaned into his arms.
Li Minghao looked at the brocade box in front of him, Yanyan, I will never let anything happen to you.
He could only give his love silently, looking out the window, the dim moonlight shining on his slightly melancholy face.
The red liquid in the cup in your hand was gently shaken a few times, then drank in one gulp.
Ling Yanyan was sitting in the office, looking at Feng Zhiming opposite who was working with his head down. Looking from the side, his deep facial features were more distinct, like sculptures. A few strands of hair fell from his forehead and covered his forehead.
The gold pen in his hand kept moving, writing signatures of dragons and phoenixes.
Ling Yanyan looked at the time, and the time for her appointment with Li Minghao was almost up, "Um, CEO."
"Is something wrong?" Feng Zhiming said calmly without raising his head.
"I, I want to go out for a while, is that okay?" Ling Yanyan asked him.
Feng Zhiming raised his head and looked at her: "It's working time now. What's so urgent?"
Of course Ling Yanyan knew it was working time, and just because it was working time, she could come out alone. Otherwise, Feng Zhiming would not let her be alone.
"Actually, there's nothing urgent! I made an appointment with a friend to have afternoon tea." Ling Yanyan thought about it over and over, but there was no good reason.
Feng Zhiming put down the gold pen in his hand and stood up, "Let's go have afternoon tea. I'll go with you."
Ling Yanyan panicked for a while, if he went, there would be no need for her to go.
"No, no, you're so busy, how about I bring you a cup of coffee?" Ling Yanyan suggested kindly.
Feng Zhiming smiled lightly and said, "Go ahead and come back soon." After saying that, he placed a light kiss on her forehead.
Ling Yanyan picked up the bag on the table and left the office quickly.
Feng Zhiming watched her walk out of the office, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared. She went to see Li Minghao without telling him, but he still agreed even though she knew it, even though he was reluctant in every way.
When Ling Yanyan walked into the coffee shop, Li Minghao was already waiting there, "I'm sorry, Minghao, for keeping you waiting." Ling Yanyan had sweat on her forehead, and she knew she was running here.
"It's okay, I hope you run away." Li Minghao handed her a tissue and gently wiped her sweat, "It's so hot, just walk over slowly." He knew that she would definitely not agree to pick her up, so he went out of his way to pick her up.
I picked the coffee shop closest to her.
Ling Yanyan picked up the ice lemonade handed over by the waiter and took a sip, "Wow, it's so cool."
Li Minghao called the waiter, "A cup of orange juice and a cup of coffee."
"Orange juice needs to be added with ice." Ling Yanyan added, looking at Li Minghao.
The words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat, "Minghao, I know you want to say it's too cold, but it's really hot today."
Li Minghao could only nod helplessly, "Okay, aren't you blocking all my words?"
****** Dear friends, I’m really sorry for the late update today. Due to the power outage, all the previously coded words were lost. I took the time to code them again. In the future, Weiwei will definitely update as soon as possible...