Fu Nina took a sip of coffee and said, "No, brother Zhiming, aren't you busy? How about I sit in your company for a while and then go back by myself after the rain stops, okay?" She raised her head and asked Feng Zhi
Ming.
Feng Zhiming hesitated for a moment, "That's fine! Let's go then!"
Fu Nina raised a smile, stood up, and walked out of the coffee shop affectionately holding Feng Zhiming's arm. The faint smile on her face hid the jealousy in her eyes. She thought and knew that it must be Ling Yanyan who asked Zhiming to say this.
Otherwise, Feng Zhiming would not care how long she stayed in the country, because he knew that his focus was never on herself, but only on Ling Yanyan.
Fu Nina finally waited until after work. Feng Zhiming drove her back to the hotel before driving back to the villa.
As soon as Feng Zhiming returned to the villa, he said, "Zhiming, you're back." Yang Yunfang looked around, but only saw him alone. She originally thought that Ling Yanyan had gone to find Feng Zhiming.
"Mom, where is Yanyan?" I saw Yang Yunfang sitting in the living room holding Chenchen. If Yanyan was here, Chenchen would be pestering Yanyan.
"Oh, Yanyan said she would go out for something, but she hasn't come back yet!" Yang Yunfang was also worried. She clearly said she would go out for a while, but she still didn't see her back after a whole afternoon.
Feng Zhiming was about to go upstairs when he stopped, "What? Yanyan is out?"
"Yes! Why are you so surprised?" Yang Yunfang was suddenly startled by her son's loud roar, "It was so loud that it scared Chenchen."
"How long has Yanyan been out?" Feng Zhiming turned to ask Yang Yunfang.
"Have you been out for four hours?" Yang Yunfang looked at the time.
Yiyi raised her head and looked at Yang Yunfang, "Grandma, why is daddy so cruel?"
"Yiyi, be good, go do your homework quickly." Yang Yunfang touched Yiyi's head and asked her to sit on the sofa.
Feng Zhiming took out his cell phone and dialed Ling Yanyan's number.
Ling Yanyan was caught in the rain and felt dizzy. She kept leaning on the sofa in a daze until her phone rang. She looked at the caller's number and said, "Hello."
"Yanyan, where are you?" Feng Zhiming asked anxiously as soon as he heard Ling Yanyan pick up the phone.
"Oh, I have something to do outside. I'll go back right away." Ling Yanyan hung up the phone in a hurry.
Ji Yunjun stood by the door, "Yanyan, do you still want to stay with him?"
"Don't worry, tell me where Yiyi is? Where is Yiyi?" Ling Yanyan walked up to him and met his eyes.
Ji Yunjun stabilized her somewhat unstable body, "Yanyan, I didn't do anything to Yiyi? I have asked Uncle Chen to send Yiyi back to school. I think it's time for Yiyi to go home now that school is over."
Ling Yanyan felt relieved when she heard what he said. She walked to the sofa, grabbed the skirt on the side, walked into the bathroom, put it on, picked up her handbag, and was about to leave.
"Yanyan, I hope that next time I see you, you will come to see me willingly." Ji Yunjun still hugged Ling Yanyan and appeared in front of him again.
Ling Yanyan just glanced at him lightly, said nothing, passed him, and left the villa.
As soon as the red car drove into the villa, Feng Zhiming walked to the car, opened the door, and pulled Ling Yanyan out of the car. "Yanyan, are you okay?" He put his hands on her shoulders and kept asking.
looked at her.
Ling Yanyan suddenly hugged his waist tightly and leaned against his chest, "I'm fine. I'm sorry. I'm disobedient. Are you going to be angry?"
She obviously promised him not to go out today and waited for him to come back, but he returned home first. He must have been worried.
Feng Zhiming hugged her tightly. When he heard that she was not at home, he didn't know how worried he was. Now that he saw her standing in front of him, his worried heart finally dropped.
Ling Yanyan leaned on his chest and kept saying sorry.
"Silly Yanyan." Feng Zhiming clearly felt wetness on his chest.
The hand on her back felt damp. He straightened her body and looked at her, "Did you get caught in the rain?"
Ling Yanyan nodded, "Well, I forgot to bring an umbrella." She deliberately raised the corners of her mouth and said.
"Let's go inside, don't catch a cold again." As soon as Feng Zhiming finished speaking, he picked her up and walked into the villa.
"Is Yanyan okay?" Yang Yunfang asked worriedly when she saw Feng Zhiming coming in with Ling Yanyan in his arms.
Ling Yanyan blushed, "Mom, I'm fine."
As soon as Feng Zhiming entered the room, he closed the door and said, "You know it's raining, but don't you know how to take shelter?" His voice was full of distress.
"I'm sorry!" Ling Yanyan kissed Feng Zhiming's face, "Don't be angry, do you know that your stern face is scary?"
"You're not afraid anyway." Feng Zhiming knew that Ling Yanyan was getting bolder and bolder.
While talking, she had already taken off her slightly wet dress, "Hey, you..."
Ling Yanyan suddenly felt a chill coming over her and shivered suddenly.
Feng Zhiming picked her up and walked into the bathroom, "Take a hot bath."
Ling Yanyan didn't object. Although she had dried herself after being exposed to the rain, she still felt uncomfortable, so she lay obediently in the bathtub, enjoying the feeling of warm water sliding over her body.
Feng Zhiming sat on the sofa until Ling Yanyan walked out of the bathroom, "Is it feeling better?"
"Yes." Ling Yanyan nodded, wiping her long wet hair with a towel.
Feng Zhiming put down the magazine in his hand, pulled her to sit next to him, and buried his head in her neck, "Well, it smells so good."
"Don't be like this, you can go downstairs to eat." Ling Yanyan put down the towel in her hand and pushed him away slightly.
"But, I want to eat you more." Feng Zhiming gently tugged at her pajamas.
Ling Yanyan took a step back, "No!" She had been tormented by him all night last night, and she hadn't recovered yet, okay?
Feng Zhiming hugged her waist tightly, "Is it because you still feel uncomfortable after doing it last night?"
"Where is it?"
"That means it's okay!" Feng Zhiming pushed her down on the sofa.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door, "Yanyan, Zhiming, come down for dinner." Yang Yunfang looked at her for almost an hour and still hadn't come downstairs before she came up to remind her.
Ling Yanyan chuckled, "Mom, I got it, we'll be down right away."
Feng Zhiming frowned and stood up from the sofa, "Are you angry? Don't be like this, we can't let our parents wait for us hungry, right?" Ling Yanyan patted his handsome face, "I'll go change clothes.
"
Feng Zhiming watched Ling Yanyan take a set of home clothes and put them on again. He reluctantly took her hand and intertwined their fingers. He always felt that something was missing.
Lifting her hand, the diamond ring on her hand was no longer there, "Yanyan, where is your ring?"
Ling Yanyan suddenly retracted her hand, "Oh, I, I, I took this ring to get it repaired because it's a bit too big." She felt that her forehead and palms were sweating.
Feng Zhiming raised his eyebrows, "Really? Have you lost weight again?"
"Oh, no! Just a little bit." Ling Yanyan pursed her lips tightly, "Okay, let's go eat first!"
Feng Zhiming looked at her doubtfully. She felt guilty. Her guilty conscience was too obvious for him to believe her. However, he didn't say anything and they went downstairs together.
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