Feng Zhiming's face pressed against her slightly cold cheek, "Okay, you can do whatever you want."
"Because it's true that I haven't spent time with Yiyi for a long time." Ling Yanyan was busy taking care of Ji Yunjun some time ago, and recently she came to the company every day. She said it was work. In fact, she didn't do anything, basically.
She just sat and occasionally helped him sort out the information. Moreover, she had not been exposed to Feng Zhiming's work for so long, and the business matters were no longer clear, so she could not do anything at all. Relatively speaking, she would rather be at home.
An ordinary wife.
Ling Yanyan was wearing light-colored home clothes, with her long hair tied up. She looked at the spotless room with a satisfied smile on her face.
In the blink of an eye, it has been a month since they moved back to the beach villa. Feng Zhihao and Yang Yunfang traveled abroad. Feng Zhiming sent Yiyi to school in the morning before going to the company, while Ling Yanyan was at home with Chenchen.
Although I prepare breakfast and clean the room by myself every day, I feel very happy.
When I walked in from the garden, I heard the sound coming from the room on the second floor, and walked quickly upstairs.
I saw that my son in the baby had woken up, sitting on the bed, with wide eyes, watching Ling Yanyan come in, waving her two short and fat arms, "Mommy!"
Ling Yanyan stepped forward and hugged her son, "Chenchen, are you awake? You're so good!"
"Mommy, kiss." Chenchen pouted and slapped Ling Yanyan's face, leaving drool all over her face.
Ling Yanyan carried her son downstairs and sat in the huge living room. As soon as the evening came, Feng Zhiming's car drove into the villa. Yiyi got out of the car as quickly as possible and ran into the hall with her small body.
, "Mommy! I'm back." He threw the schoolbag he was carrying on the sofa and threw his whole body into Ling Yanyan's arms.
Ling Yanyan hugged her daughter and said, "Walk a little slower. Look at you, you're already sweating."
"Because Yiyi misses mommy and wants to see her as soon as possible." Yiyi said with a smile.
"You have such a sweet mouth, why did daddy buy you candy?" Although Ling Yanyan said this, her eyes showed a sweet smile.
Feng Zhiming was wearing a black suit and walked in with a briefcase in his hand, "Honey, I'm back."
Ling Yanyan let her daughter sit on the sofa, stood up, walked towards him, and took the briefcase in his hand, "Are you busy at work today? Are you tired?"
Feng Zhiming said nothing, opened his arms and hugged her, "I'm busy at work, but I'm not tired. I just miss my wife so hard!" He said pitifully with a deliberately grimace on his face.
"That's nonsense. You just went to the company this morning. Do you really think so?" Ling Yanyan pushed him gently.
Feng Zhiming hugged her tighter and gave her a deep kiss.
"The children are all here!" Ling Yanyan pushed him away hard, turned and walked towards the sofa.
"What's the matter? A husband loves his wife and a husband loves his wife. That's a natural thing!" Feng Zhiming walked to the sofa with elegant steps and sat down.
Yiyi was picked up by Feng Zhiming and asked to sit on his lap, "Yiyi, do you think so?"
"Yes! We all love mommy so much!" Yiyi smiled happily.
Ling Yanyan glanced at the father and daughter, "Have you agreed in advance to sing in harmony?"
"No!" they both said in unison.
"Okay, you sit down and rest first. Yiyi quickly goes to do her homework. I'll prepare dinner." Ling Yanyan said and walked into the kitchen.
Feng Zhiming looked at her back, half-leaned on the sofa, and closed his eyes.
After the dinner, Ling Yanyan was cleaning up downstairs, and Feng Zhiming took his son and daughter upstairs.
Sitting on the balcony, Ling Yanyan and Feng Zhiming were facing each other. There were two glasses of juice on the table in the middle. "Are Yiyi and Chenchen asleep?"
"Yeah." Feng Zhiming hummed, picked up the juice and took a sip.
Ling Yanyan looked at the sea, "Why did they go to bed so early today?"
"Of course! Because I ordered them to give Daddy and Mommy time to love each other." Feng Zhiming smiled evilly.
"Are you their daddy?" Ling Yanyan looked at him, "How can there be such a daddy?"
Feng Zhiming stood up, walked to Ling Yanyan, and pulled her up, "I want to spend more time with you, and I also want you to spend more time with me."
Ling Yanyan leaned into his arms, "Don't I stay with you every day?"
"Have you been having a hard time lately? How about asking Ma Zhang to come over and help?" Feng Zhiming held her hand and looked at it carefully.
"No need, it's not hard at all. I feel very happy. This is the life I want. With you, me, Yiyi, Chenchen, dad and mom, I'm really satisfied."
Ling Yanyan listened to the sound of waves and looked at the somewhat calm sea surface.
Feng Zhiming kissed her hand and said, "You are really easy to satisfy."
A sweet smile appeared on Ling Yanyan's face.
"Tomorrow is the weekend, how do you want to spend it?" Feng Zhiming asked her.
"I don't know! You should take a good rest for a day, right? Aren't you very busy at work?" Ling Yanyan asked with concern.
"Do you really care about me? Who did you ask about it?" Feng Zhiming would never say in front of her that he was busy with work.
Ling Yanyan stretched out her little hand and touched his face, "I had a phone call with Yu Xin today. What she mentioned inadvertently was not something I specifically asked her about." Anyway, Ling Yanyan knew that Feng Zhiming
I would never tell her that.
"Well, no matter what, it's right that you care about me anyway. Then, I should also comfort you." With that, he picked her up and walked into the bedroom.
"Husband, aren't you tired?" Ling Yanyan looked at him.
"Did I say that?" Feng Zhiming kissed her carefully, covering every inch of her skin.
When Ling Yanyan opened her eyes, it was already noon, and Feng Zhiming was no longer beside her. It seemed that she was too fast asleep to even know when he got up.
Just as she sat up, Feng Zhiming appeared at the door. He saw that her long hair was a little messy, her mouth was slightly pouted, and her eyes were looking out the window. From the side, she looked lazy and charming.
"Honey, you're awake." Feng Zhiming stood beside the bed in white casual clothes.
Ling Yanyan nodded, "Well, why did you get up so early? Where are Yiyi and Chenchen?"
"They are all downstairs. Are you going to get up now?"
"Of course, otherwise I have to sleep all day?" Ling Yanyan pouted and pulled him, "You look handsome in this dress too."
"Will the clothes my wife bought look good on me?" Feng Zhiming usually can't wear casual clothes, but when Ling Yanyan saw this dress, she liked it very much and bought it.
It's been a while, but I didn't expect that he would actually wear it today.
Ling Yanyan smiled and said, "Then I want to wear it too."
"Okay, let me get it for you." Feng Zhiming looked at her cute appearance, turned around, walked to the closet, and took out a set of small women's clothes.
Not long after, the two of them went downstairs together. Ling Yanyan took the last step. When she saw the people in the hall, her eyes widened in surprise, "Brother Zehao, Yan'er, why are you here?"
Yan'er stood up, walked to her, and gave her a hug, "Yes! Let's take a look at you."
Ling Yanyan looked at Lu Zehao again, "Brother Zehao, you are here too."
Lu Zehao opened his arms and hugged Ling Yanyan, "Of course I'm here to see my good sister!"
"Then you have to stay here for a few more days!" Ling Yanyan pulled Yan'er and sat down on the sofa.
At this time, Yiyi ran in, followed by Yuhang, "Mommy, Brother Hanghang is here."
"Hello, Auntie." Lawrence Lu nodded politely and said hello.
"Hanghang is so good. I haven't seen him for a long time. He has grown so big." Ling Yanyan hugged Yuhang.
"Yes! Auntie, Hanghang needs to grow up quickly so that he can protect Yiyi." Yuhang said like a little adult.
His words made everyone laugh out loud.
Ling Yanyan and Feng Zhiming stood on the balcony on the second floor, looking at Yiyi and Yuhang running on the grass in the garden downstairs.
Lu Zehao and Yan'er sat side by side in the garden and on the swing, hugging each other tightly.
"Husband, thank you." Ling Yanyan turned around and looked at Feng Zhiming.
"Thank me for what?" Feng Zhiming asked lightly, but hugged her tighter.
Of course Ling Yanyan knew that Lu Zehao and Yan'er were invited by Feng Zhiming to make her happy.
"No matter what, I just want to thank you." Ling Yanyan leaned her head against him.
"Qin Lin is just pregnant, and Minghao is reluctant to let her fly. Next time, I will take time to accompany you to Japan, okay?" Feng Zhiming asked her.
Ling Yanyan nodded, "I am also very happy! Because of you, I am very happy."
Feng Zhiming sighed, "Originally I didn't want to show you this, but I think you would really like to know." After saying that, he took out a card from somewhere and handed it to Ling Yanyan.
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Ling Yanyan took the card and saw that there were only a few words on it, Yanyan, you must be happy! There was no signature, but she knew who sent this card.
"It's Ji Yunjun, it's him, right?" Ling Yanyan asked him excitedly.
Feng Zhiming nodded, "It seems that he still cares about you, or he is waiting for the day when I treat you badly, and then you go find him and throw yourself into his arms."
"Then tell me, will you be bad to me? Will you give him this chance?" Ling Yanyan asked him.
"Impossible! He won't even think about it! He will never have this chance!" Feng Zhiming said firmly.
Ling Yanyan smiled, and the smile on her face became thicker and thicker, "Husband, I find that I love you more and more, and I can't live without you anymore."
Feng Zhiming kissed her face, "Well, that's right. This is what a wife should say."
"Don't be too proud of yourself. Look at this. You can't bully me in the future. Do you understand? You have to love me very much." Ling Yan deliberately placed the card in front of him and shook it.
Damn Ji Yunjun! He still lingers after going abroad! However, he will never have this chance! Yanyan can only be his Feng Zhiming!
"Good wife, of course I will love you very much." After saying that, he lowered his head and wanted to kiss her lips.
"Don't be like this. If we don't go downstairs, Brother Zehao and Yan'er will definitely think wrong." Ling Yanyan looked downstairs.
"It doesn't matter what they think, what matters is us." Feng Zhiming stood face to face with her, his sexy thin lips gently covering her pink lips, and with the faint sunset, the two of them held each other tightly.
Kissing.
At this moment, it was as if there were only two of them in the whole world.
From now on, I will only live this ordinary, happy and sweet life.
Love, as long as you trust each other and care for each other, love will never leave you. Waiting is only temporary, but what you get in exchange is a lifetime of mutual love.