"Zhi Ming, do you have time? Can you stay with me?" Yu Na raised her head and asked him.
Feng Zhiming hugged her waist tightly, "Miss me?" He looked at Yu Na with an ambiguous face, and then kissed her lips with bright red lipstick.
"You are so annoying." Yu Na said coquettishly, "Zhi Ming, who is this?"
"She is just my special assistant." Feng Zhiming introduced calmly.
Yu Na walked towards her, "So she is your special assistant! I thought..." Watery eyes stared at her. Although she was very beautiful, she was not sexy or coquettish enough for him.
The type she likes, and he also said he was just a special assistant, so she felt relieved.
"Hello!" Ling Yanyan felt uncomfortable being stared at by Yu Na, so she could only say hello.
Yu Na glanced at the packaged clothes, smiled charmingly, and hugged Feng Zhiming intimately, "Zhiming, the benefits of your company's employees are also very good. A small special assistant actually allows you, the president, to personally
Come with me!"
Feng Zhiming chuckled, lowered his head and said in her ear: "What? Honey, are you jealous?"
Yu Na shook her head, "I'm not jealous. You are so charming and so many women are pursuing you. If I eat them all, it will kill me!" She leaned her head on his shoulder with a smile on her face.
"Okay, since you understand me so well, how about I stay with you tonight?" Feng Zhiming hugged her and prepared to walk out. When he reached the door, he turned to Ling Yanyan behind him and said, "Assistant Ling Te,
Then go back! You should still remember the way home, right?" There was an obvious hint in Feng Zhiming's words, how could Ling Yanyan not hear it?
"Thank you, CEO, for your concern. I know how to get back." Ling Yanyan watched Feng Zhiming drive away with Yu Na before carrying a lot of clothes and walked to the apartment.
The city at night was also very lively, with dazzling neon lights flashing constantly, and pedestrians kept passing by her. They were all group of people, holding hands, shoulder to shoulder, talking and laughing.
Yes, I was shopping and taking a walk. Ling Yanyan was alone, strolling on the stone pavement beside the street.
With the night falling, Ling Yanyan returned to the downstairs of the apartment and looked at the dozens of floors of the apartment building. This place has now become her residence. Yes, it is just a residence without the warmth of home. She really doesn't want to go up there.
Stay in a strange room.
The key! Oh my God! The key is there. She had no choice but to take the elevator to the 22nd floor. She couldn't go back to her own home. Her bag was still in the apartment. She took out her mobile phone and checked the time. Tonight, he
Probably won't come back.
Should she call him? No! Ling Yanyan hesitated for a long time. She pressed and cleared his mobile phone number countless times. Finally, she still held the phone in her hand.
Feng Zhiming accompanied Yu Na to the bar for a drink. It was almost two o'clock in the morning. "Zhiming, please stay with me tonight, okay?" Yu Na's hand touched her forehead, feeling a little tipsy.
Feng Zhiming hugged her waist tightly and kept her close to him, "Okay. Let's go!" The two got into the car and arrived at the most luxurious hotel.
As soon as she entered the room, Yu Na kissed his lips and began to unbutton his clothes with her delicate hands. Feng Zhiming smiled and put a red mark on her neck, and the clothes fell to the ground one by one.
.Feng Zhiming turned around with her in his arms, holding her in his arms, and a golden key imprinted into his eyes.
Keys! Why are the keys to the apartment here? She pushed Yu Na away hard and picked up the keys from the ground.
"What's wrong? Zhi Ming." Seeing him looking at the key, Yu Na's face turned unhappy, and asked with concern: "What happened?"
Feng Zhiming took out his cell phone and dialed her number, but it was turned off.
Why was the phone turned off? Could something have happened to her? She didn’t even have a key. Could she have gone back to the small room she rented?
While thinking about it, she picked up the clothes on the carpet, put them on, and left without saying a word, "Zhi Ming, where are you going?" Yu Na picked up a small blanket on the bed and put it on herself.
After chasing him to the door, he saw Feng Zhiming entering the elevator and slamming the door in annoyance.
Feng Zhiming drove the car quickly to Fenglin Apartment, went upstairs, and kept ringing the doorbell, but no one came to open the door for a long time.
I drove back to the apartment and took the elevator upstairs. As soon as I got out of the elevator, I saw a figure sitting by the door.
He walked forward and saw her curled up on the ground by the door, with her arms folded across her chest. Although she was asleep with her eyes closed, she was very restless and her brows were furrowed.
Stupid woman! She took out the key, opened the door, and gently carried her into the room.
Her body was as cold as ice, so he put her on the bed, covered her with a quilt, and turned on the heater.
Feng Zhiming sat by the bed and touched her face, her smooth forehead, her beautiful eyebrows, her long eyelashes covering her watery eyes, her pointed and pretty nose, her pink lips, her face
Every place on the page is exactly the same as Yuqing.
Ling Yanyan opened her sleepy eyes and saw Feng Zhiming, "You're back." She struggled to sit up, her voice a little hoarse.
"If I don't come back, are you going to stay out all night and sleep on the ground?" Feng Zhiming hugged her into his arms.
"I..." Ling Yanyan ended, not knowing what to say.
Feng Zhiming took the quilt and covered her body, "You don't have the key here, why don't you go back to the old apartment?"
"The key is here." Ling Yanyan pointed to the handbag on the sofa.
"Then why didn't you call me? And turned off the phone?" This made him angry the most.
Ling Yanyan raised her head, raised her face, and looked at him, "I just don't want to disturb you and other women's good things."
"You silly woman, when did you become so timid? Are you afraid of me?" Feng Zhiming sighed softly.
Ling Yanyan was silent, was she afraid of him? She shouldn't be afraid of him, but why did she worry sometimes? Nestling in his arms, she felt at ease like never before.
Feng Zhiming hugged her tightly and fell asleep. Ling Yanyan also leaned against his chest, listening to his heartbeat and closing her eyes.
The sunlight penetrated the gauze curtains, shone into the room, and reflected on the two people hugging each other on the bed.
Feng Zhiming opened his eyes and saw that the person in his arms was still sleeping soundly. He saw the rare blush on her face and touched her face.
"Why is it so hot!" Feng Zhiming touched her forehead, "Yanyan, wake up, wake up quickly." Feng Zhiming shook Ling Yanyan.
Ling Yanyan struggled to open her eyes, "Don't bother me, I have a headache." Her voice was so mute that she could hardly hear it.
"Get up, I'll take you to the hospital." Feng Zhiming stood up anxiously. But Ling Yanyan reluctantly pulled the quilt over, covered her head, and kept coughing under the quilt.
Feng Zhiming looked at her uncomfortable look and curled up. He took the mobile phone from the bedside table and dialed Li Rui's number.