When Ling Yanyan woke up, it was already evening, and the sky was a little gray. She got up from the bed and stood in front of the window. Suddenly a pair of long arms wrapped around her waist, "Yanyan, let's leave the hospital, okay?" Feng Zhi
Ming whispered in her ear.
"Yeah." Ling Yanyan nodded.
It's good to have him by your side.
Ling Yanyan changed out of her hospital clothes and put on a pink dress, which made her look no longer pale.
Feng Zhiming went through the discharge procedures for her and carried her out of the ward.
"I can walk by myself." Ling Yanyan didn't want to be the focus of others.
"Put me down! Many people are watching." Feng Zhiming ignored her protest.
Feng Zhiming lowered his head and said, "Hold you obediently. If you talk to me again, I will kiss you." He smiled evilly.
Ling Yanyan closed her mouth, wrapped her slender arms around his neck, and buried her face into his chest.
Feng Zhiming, on the other hand, chuckled and strode out of the hospital.
The car was driving slowly, playing soft music. Ling Yanyan looked out the window, "Zhiming, where are we going? Aren't we going back to the apartment?"
"Go to a place where there are only two of us." Feng Zhiming smiled slightly and continued to drive the car intently.
At this time, a pleasant ringtone came from the mobile phone. Ling Yanyan took out the mobile phone from her bag, looked at the caller ID on it, and picked up the call.
"Hey, Yan'er."
"Yanyan, where have you been? What's going on? Why were you suddenly discharged from the hospital? Don't you still need to recuperate your body?" Yan'er and the others just went out for a while to live a world of two, but in the end, again
When I returned to the hospital, the ward was empty. I asked at the information desk and found out that I had been discharged.
"I'm fine." Ling Yanyan felt a little sorry and was discharged from the hospital without saying a word, "I'm sorry for making you worry."
"We're not worried. You Zhiming is with you. She's your precious daughter. As soon as we arrived in the ward, people who didn't see you started crying." Yan'er said helplessly.
"Then let Yiyi answer the phone." Ling Yanyan coaxed her daughter on the phone, "Yiyi, mommy will be back in two days. Listen to Aunt Yan'er and don't cry anymore. Do you understand?"
On the other end of the phone, Yiyi kept calling mommy, and her sobs became smaller and smaller.
Yan'er picked up Yiyi and took the phone, "Yanyan, don't worry, Yiyi, we will take good care of her. Just go and live a happy life together!"
Finally hanging up the phone, Feng Zhiming looked at her with a sad look on her face and said, "Don't worry, the child always needs to let go."
"But Yiyi is still so young." Ling Yanyan said with a bitter face.
"Yanyan, you must belong to me completely." Feng Zhiming said as the car drove to the beach.
"We're here." On the quiet seaside, there was the sound of sea waves lapping against the rocks. He took a thin sweater and put it on her body.
Ling Yanyan looked here, tears falling silently.
Feng Zhiming carried her into the white cabin on the second floor and asked her to sit down on the sofa, "We'll live here, okay?"
Ling Yanyan nodded, "Okay."
If there hadn't been that car accident, maybe they would have been here long ago. But it was so late.
Then, Ling Yanyan looked at him in surprise, "Did you remember that I was here?"
"You are my favorite Yanyan and will always be." Feng Zhiming hugged her into his arms.
"Uuuu, you didn't tell me when you regained your memory, and you didn't come to see me. I thought you didn't want me anymore." Ling Yanyan lay on his chest, her tears wet his shirt, and he just held her tight
Hold her.
"Why don't I want to look at you? I think you are going crazy." Feng Zhiming buried his head in her hair, smelling her unique fragrance, and felt something strange underneath him.
"What about Wang Xueyi?" If she was hurt, then Wang Xueyi would be hurt even more. She was Feng Zhiming's wife, but because of her appearance, she became the third party who destroyed other people's families.
Feng Zhiming's lips kissed the tears on her face, "You are the woman I love most. I can break many people's hearts, but I don't want to make you sad."
He swore domineeringly that she was the love of his life and the only person he wanted to accompany him until he grew old.
Ling Yanyan wrapped her arms around him, took the initiative to kiss his sexy thin lips, and slid her tongue between his teeth.
"Are you seducing me?" Feng Zhiming pulled away from her. He had been holding back because he was afraid that her body would not be able to bear it. Now, she took the initiative to kiss him.
She must not know that even a harsh kiss from her would be enough to arouse his most primitive desire.
"Can't you?" Her little hands unbuttoned the crystal buttons of his shirt and moved around his chest.
"Then do you know that there is a big price to pay for this?" His big hand clasped her small hand tightly, and his warm breath touched her sensitive neck, making her whole body tingle.
"Hmm..." Ling Yanyan nodded, her pink lips fell on his bare upper body, kissing from his chest to his lower abdomen.
Even if it was a harsh kiss, he could no longer refuse.
Feng Zhiming roared low, picked her up by the waist, lowered his head and kissed her lips, their lips pressed tightly together, and walked to the bedroom on the second floor, where they both fell on the soft big bed.
"Are you okay?" He asked softly. Ling Yanyan turned her head slightly and nodded lightly.
Feng Zhiming smiled lightly and took off the clothes on the two of them. After a while, the two were naked and facing each other. Feng Zhiming kissed her affectionately one by one, kissing her white neck and moving to the full breasts of her chest.
, Ling Yanyan's soft body pressed against him, and after enough foreplay, he entered her, moving slowly.
The man's heavy breathing, the woman's charming moans, and the ambiguous atmosphere filled the whole room.
"Are you tired?" came a deep voice.
"Yeah." Ling Yanyan's voice was very tired.
"Then go to sleep!" Feng Zhiming retracted his hand on her waist.
Ling Yanyan nodded, "If I could be with you every day, I would really feel happy."
"Fool, I didn't say I wanted to leave. Of course we can live as we are now every day." Is she starting to feel uneasy again? Every time, as long as she feels happy, she will start to feel uneasy. It's the sense of security he gives her.
not enough?
"I'm not dreaming, right?" Ling Yanyan opened her eyes, put her slender arms on his chest, rested her chin lightly, and looked at his handsome features.
"You're not tired, are you? Do you want to do it again?" Feng Zhiming smiled evilly.
Ling Yanyan quickly lay down, "I'm sleepy."
She was just afraid that this was just a dream, and when she woke up, there would be nothing, no more of his love, no more of his affection, no more of his tenderness.
But he still couldn't resist the feeling of sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep.
Listening to her even breathing, Feng Zhiming raised the corners of his lips in an arc.