Chapter 187 Secretly drinking vinegar? The jealousy is so strong
"Go to sleep! I'm tired too." Ling Yanyan reached out and pressed the crystal chandelier in the room, leaving only a lamp on the bedside, emitting a hazy light.
Feng Zhiming stepped forward, reached out and picked her up from the bed.
"Ah! What are you doing?" Ling Yanyan screamed loudly.
"Do you want to wake up your daughter or your father?" Feng Zhiming said in her ear in a cold voice.
Although Ling Yanyan closed her mouth, she still struggled to get up from his arms.
Feng Zhiming carried her into the bedroom, kicked the door gently with his foot, closed it, and locked it.
"Let me go!" Ling Yanyan still struggled to break free of his grip.
Walking towards the big bed, Feng Zhiming threw her onto the soft big bed and leaned down.
"Feng Zhiming, let me go! You are not allowed to touch me!" Ling Yanyan's hands were tightly fixed by him, and she could only shout at him.
Feng Zhiming's kiss fell, covering her lips, blocking her opening and closing mouth, and started to unzip her dress.
His deep kiss almost took away all her breath. When he let go of her, Ling Yanyan gasped for air.
"You are not allowed to resist me!" Feng Zhiming said domineeringly.
"Why are you not allowed to resist? You can go find Miss Yu Xin. She is so beautiful. I think you two will get along well." Ling Yanyan put her small hand on his chest to prevent him from getting close.
The corner of Feng Zhiming's mouth raised, "Yanyan, why are you so jealous today? I remember you didn't drink vinegar at night, or did you drink it secretly in the kitchen?"
Ling Yanyan turned her head away from him. He was still in the mood to joke, but she was not in the same mood.
"Why don't you say anything?" Feng Zhiming stretched out his hand to pull her face, "Because of Yu Xin, you are so at odds with me and won't even let me touch you? Huh?" His deep eyes looked into hers.
"That's right! Anyway, you have other women waiting for you, do you still need me? I think as long as you make a phone call, Miss Yu Xin will definitely appear in front of you immediately and solve your needs." Ling Yanyan was angry.
Staring at him, he said angrily.
Feng Zhiming narrowed his narrow eyes, "Ling Yanyan, I want you because I love you." What kind of need is solved? Can this need be solved by just any woman? It also depends on whether he is willing.
"But, you are obviously very good to Yu Xin!" Ling Yanyan lowered her lips, but now he is justified. Doesn't he know how sad he is?
"But what I love is you. Yu Xin is my neighbor when I was a child. I only see her as a sister, and she only sees me as a brother. She is not interested in me." Feng Zhiming explained to her seriously.
With.
Ling Yanyan's watery eyes blinked, "Is it true? You didn't lie to me?"
"When did I lie to you?" Feng Zhiming's voice rose several times. Is she dizzy now? She really wanted to beat her up for asking this question.
Ling Yanyan lowered her eyes with an innocent look on her face, "But it's true that you are so obsessed with it. You used to have so many women around you that you can't even count them."
"You..." Feng Zhiming roared.
"Did I say something wrong?" Ling Yanyan pursed her lips tightly and yelled at her when she was angry. Was it louder than her voice?
Feng Zhiming tore it hard, and the gauze skirt fell off her body and fell to the ground, "Yanyan, you should know the consequences of what you said."
His kiss fell, with punishment, dominance, and possession, leaving the mark of his love on every inch of her body.
Ling Yanyan resisted weakly, all her rationality was drained away by his kiss, she gasped and moaned under him, he was pulsing inside her body, making her almost unable to keep up with his rhythm, her fingers tightly pinching his shoulders
, imprinted with deep fingerprints.
Time after time, until she fainted from exhaustion, he withdrew from her body and reached out to wipe away the sweat from her forehead, with a strange blush on his face, making her look even more attractive.
Feng Zhiming hugged her tightly, letting her head rest on his solid arm.
He brushed away the hair that fell in front of his forehead. He was such a fool. He was so jealous but still refused to admit it.
He pulled the thin quilt over her naked body, dimmed the wall lamp, and closed her eyes with satisfaction.
A rapid knock on the door woke up the sleeping people in the room. Ling Yanyan made a sound and opened her eyes. Faint sunlight had already shone into the room through the gauze curtains. Her sore body moved, but
He was hugged tightly by strong long arms.
"Mommy, Mommy." Yiyi stood at the door, holding the doorknob, but couldn't open the door, so she started beating the door with her little hands.
"Yiyi is knocking on the door." Ling Yanyan wanted to push him away, but he held her tighter.
"No matter, let's sleep a little longer." Feng Zhiming frowned and continued to close his eyes.
But Yiyi still kept knocking on the door. Feng Zhiming stood up helplessly, put on his nightgown, and walked to open the door.
Yiyi's small body threw herself into Feng Zhiming's arms, "Daddy, Mommy, the teacher said you have to get up early in the morning, the sun has come out, why are you still sleeping?"
Feng Zhiming picked up his daughter and said, "Yiyi, be good, don't bother mommy. Mommy was tired last night."
"Then I want to sleep with mommy." Yiyi looked at Ling Yanyan on the bed.
As soon as Ling Yanyan heard her daughter's words, she opened her eyes and said, "Mommy, I'm not sleeping anymore." If her daughter saw the bruises on her body, she would probably face a hundred thousand questions from her daughter.
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After Feng Zhiming walked out of the bedroom with his daughter in his arms, Ling Yanyan reached for the silk pajamas beside the bed and put them on.
As soon as Yiyi saw Ling Yanyan coming out, she stretched out her arms for her to hug.
Ling Yanyan leaned over and picked up Yiyi, but the hickey on her neck caught her daughter's eyes, "Mommy, does it hurt here?"
Feng Zhiming could only be heard laughing lightly.
"You still dare to laugh? It's not all because of you." Ling Yanyan blushed with embarrassment and glared at Feng Zhiming.
"Oh, it was Daddy who bullied Mommy!" Yiyi said with a clear look, "No wonder Aunt Yan'er always said that Uncle Zehao bullied her."
Ling Yanyan looked at her daughter in her arms, "Yiyi, children can't talk nonsense about adults' matters."
"How can I not? It was Aunt Yan'er who told Uncle Zehao when she was angry. Brother Hanghang and I heard it accidentally." Yiyi looked helpless.
After Feng Zhiming paused for a moment, he spoke slowly and helped Ling Yanyan change the subject, "Yiyi, where is grandpa?"
"Grandpa answered a phone call early and went out." Yiyi lowered her head, holding Ling Yanyan's hand with her small hand, and blinked her eyes like black pearls.
Ling Yanyan and Feng Zhiming looked at each other, as if they knew where he had gone, and did not speak again.
Until Yiyi pulled Ling Yanyan and shouted that she was hungry.
"Okay, Mommy is going to cook something delicious for you." Ling Yanyan put down her daughter and was about to turn around and walk to the kitchen, but was pulled back by Feng Zhiming, "Change your clothes and eat outside. I don't want you to be so tired."
I'm going to cook breakfast." There was obvious ambiguity in his words.
Ling Yanyan just glared at him. Not only could she make sarcastic remarks, but it was not all because of him, who was the culprit.
****** Dear friends, there are two updates today... I have to have a meeting later, so I can’t add more updates...