Li Rui opened his heavy eyelids and reached out to touch his forehead, but suddenly he felt a slender arm around his waist. When he turned his head, he saw Qiu Yuxin beside him.
Qiu Yuxin suddenly sat up, and his move made Qiu Yuxin wake up. When she saw Li Rui, who had come over hard, she also sat up, "Li Rui, you're awake. Are you okay?"
"Why are we here?" Li Rui asked coldly, moving his whole body back to avoid her.
As soon as Qiu Yuxin saw his actions, "Li Rui, do you hate me so much when you see me? It makes you so eager to stay so far away from me." She glared at Li Rui and shouted at him.
"I didn't mean that." When Li Rui heard Qiu Yuxin shouting at her unhappily, he felt flustered and at a loss.
"That's not what you mean. Why are you hiding? Also, you have to have an explanation for what happened last night!" Qiu Yuxin raised her head and looked into his eyes.
Li Rui looked at his and Yu Xin's intact clothes, "I drank too much last night."
Qiu Yuxin got off the bed, "Did you drink too much? Is this your excuse?"
"I didn't." Li Rui denied.
"Are you responsible?" Qiu Yuxin walked up to him, raised her head and met his evasive eyes.
Li Rui paused and did not speak.
"You don't want to be irresponsible, do you? I, a girl, stayed away all night and spent the night with you in a hotel room, and you said you were drunk?" Qiu Yuxin raised her voice, with a look of grievance on her face.
Li Rui sighed, with deep helplessness in his eyes. Responsibility? How much he wanted to take on the responsibility of loving her and taking care of her, but he didn't have the courage.
Qiu Yuxin picked up the handbag on the side and walked out of the room, "Yuxin!" Li Rui also quickly followed her out and caught up with her. In this world, only Yuxin could make him so at a loss.
Ling Yanyan opened her eyes, raised her head and glanced at Feng Zhiming, who was hugging her and sleeping soundly. She raised the corners of her lips, propped herself up, touched his face with her small hands, and then leaned forward to kiss the corners of his lips gently.
"Good morning!" Feng Zhiming said suddenly, putting his arms around her slender waist.
"Uh, morning!" Ling Yanyan smiled awkwardly.
Feng Zhiming sat up and held her in his arms, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?" He buried his face in her hair and smelled the fragrance of her hair.
"I can't sleep anymore." Ling Yanyan raised her eyes and looked at his face, "Can I accompany you to the company today? You will gain weight if you eat and sleep at home every day and don't exercise."
"Didn't you exercise? I remember we exercised last night!" Feng Zhiming said deliberately.
"I didn't mean that!" Ling Yanyan explained anxiously, "I mean..."
Feng Zhiming's kiss fell directly, blocking her opening and closing mouth, and blocking the words she had not yet finished speaking.
"You're still not fat at all." Feng Zhiming let go of her lips and put his hand around her slender waist.
"Then you will gain weight over time." Ling Yanyan said with a smile. She has stayed at home for so long and has become detached from the outside world. Besides, she has something to ask of him today and must follow him closely.
Just fine.
Feng Zhiming turned over and pressed her under him, "Then I'll wait until you gain weight before going out." His hand reached for her waist and gently pulled on the waistband of her pajamas.
"No! You'll be late for work later." Ling Yanyan pushed him away, got up and got out of bed.
Feng Zhiming also stood up and hugged her from behind, "Call Zehao today and ask him to fly from France immediately and take Yan'er back."
"Isn't this bad!" Ling Yanyan turned around and said softly.
"What's wrong? You can't even take a good rest while she's here!" Feng Zhiming's reason was high-sounding.
Ling Yanyan looked at the domineering Feng Zhiming and said, "Okay, you go change your clothes, and I'll prepare breakfast." She put on some home clothes and walked downstairs.
"Yan'er? Why did you get up so early? You also prepared breakfast." Ling Yanyan came downstairs and saw that Yan'er had prepared breakfast.
Yan'er shrugged, "I'm jet lagged, so I got up and found something to do!" Although he said it very casually, there was still helplessness in his tone.
"What happened between you and Zehao?" Ling Yanyan pulled Yan'er and sat down on the sofa in the living room.
Yan'er lowered her head, "It's okay! I have nothing to do with him now! Not at all!" He said it very decisively, and at a glance it was clear that the two of them didn't know what happened again.
"Yan'er." Ling Yanyan was about to speak, but Yan'er stopped her, "Don't ask me anything, just think that I am here to relax, otherwise I will leave."
"Okay, I won't ask anything. You can stay here as long as you want." Ling Yanyan was helpless. Yan'er's temper was too stubborn and her personality was too strong. She really couldn't do anything with her.
As soon as Feng Zhiming came down the stairs, he heard what Ling Yanyan said, and three black lines came down on his face.
She seemed to have turned a deaf ear to his words.
Yan'er turned her head and looked at Feng Zhiming with a dark face, "Forget it, I will find another house to live in. Some people are not welcome." He said to Ling Yanyan aggrievedly.
"No! There are so many empty rooms here anyway, you can stay in them all!" After Ling Yanyan finished speaking, she stood up and walked to Feng Zhiming's side, "You won't object, right? If Yan'er leaves here with Hanghang,
, how pitiful that is!”
Okay, okay! Everyone came to give me soft moves. Feng Zhiming didn't reply and walked directly to the restaurant.
"Zhi Ming." Ling Yanyan sat next to him and gently pulled his sleeves with her little hands.
Feng Zhiming picked up the financial newspaper and read it. Ling Yanyan was acting coquettishly at the side. He still didn't read a word. He put down the newspaper and put his arms around her waist. "Then you will go to the company with me today."
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"You don't want me to go? I'll stay with Yan'er at home today, and I'll go to school to pick up Yiyi later." Ling Yanyan tried to break free from his arms.
"No! You must accompany me to the company." Feng Zhiming changed his original attitude and forcefully asked her to accompany him.
As soon as Yan'er entered the restaurant, she saw the two of them hugging each other intimately. "Hey, can you two stop being so intimate in front of me? Are you stimulating me?" She sat down opposite them and took a slice.
Toasted bread and took a big bite.
"Go back if you're afraid of being irritated." Feng Zhiming blocked her words directly.
Yan'er continued to eat breakfast, "I won't leave." She wanted to fight with him anyway.
"That's up to you, but it's best not to have something like last night happen again, otherwise, I will mercilessly drive you out of the villa." Feng Zhiming said harshly, and then hugged Ling Yanyan.
Leave the restaurant.
Yan'er threw the bread in her hand on the plate, and tears suddenly flowed down without warning, "Smelly Zehao, Rotten Zehao, I hate you so much!" She began to cry loudly on the dining table.
When Ling Yanyan changed her clothes and came down, she heard Yan'er's cry, "Zhi Ming."
"Let's go, as long as she has cried." Feng Zhiming seemed to be used to it, and the two left the villa.