Ling Yanyan struggled, becoming uneasy because of his teasing, and her beautiful body kept twisting.
"Yanyan, don't leave me." Feng Zhiming didn't know why she suddenly became a little uneasy. He gently hooked the hand on her back, and the metal buckle of the underwear was easily untied. He put his hand into the clothes and rubbed it.
Squeezing her towering softness, "Well..." Ling Yanyan moaned and pressed her whole body against him.
Feng Zhiming chuckled lightly, reached out to unbutton her clothes, took off her coat, his wet lips and tongue roamed around her chest, and his big hands lifted up the skirt and moved towards her private parts.
Ling Yanyan's consciousness recovered in an instant, but she was still panting. Her slender little hands held his next movement, "No, this is the office."
"But I want you." Feng Zhiming picked her up and let her lie on the huge desk. Then he kissed her upper body and kissed her one by one, gradually moving to her lower abdomen. Ling Yanyan felt her whole body heat up.
She wrapped her arms around him and said, "Zhi Ming, love me well." She arched her body and moved closer to him.
Feng Zhiming entered her, sprinting non-stop, taking her to the peak of passion. In the office, the men's heavy breathing and the women's gasping were filled with the breath of passion.
After the joy, Feng Zhiming carried Ling Yanyan to the lounge, "You take a rest first." He covered her with a quilt and continued working.
Ling Yanyan suddenly took his hand, "What's wrong?" Feng Zhiming could clearly feel the difference in her today.
"It's nothing, I'll wait for you." She let go of his hand, closed her eyes, and didn't look at him. After Li Jinhao walked out of the lounge, Ling Yanyan opened her eyes and asked me to accompany him again.
, it’s really not much for me to love him again, she doesn’t expect it for a lifetime.
Ling Yanyan's cell phone in her bag rang. Li Jinhao took out the phone and picked it up, "Who is this? It's not convenient for Yanyan to answer the phone right now."
"President Feng, it's you! It seems that you have tired your woman." There was a strong sense of jealousy in his voice.
Feng Zhiming smiled lightly and said, "Mr. Li, are you busy? You are really free."
"I'm not idle at all. I think about how to make Yanyan fall in love with me every day. My charm is no worse than yours. Sooner or later, I will make Yanyan mine." Li Minghao said again and again.
Three places to challenge him.
"Are you too confident?" Feng Zhiming was also disdainful.
"I don't have anything, I just have a little bit of confidence." He continued to say shamelessly, but his mind was quite firm.
Feng Zhiming didn't have time to chat with him there, so he hung up the phone directly.
Li Minghao stared at the phone that had been hung up with a gray face, but he was not a person who gave up easily.
Back in the apartment, the two of them sat in the living room hugging each other, and the program playing on the TV was the only sound in the whole room.
Ling Yanyan lay on his lap, lying quietly, wishing that time could stop at this moment, so that she wouldn't have to think about how to leave him without being reluctant.
He did not belong to her. They were from two different worlds. He was a man of the hour in the shopping mall, and she was just an orphan abandoned by her father. They were two parallel lines that could never intersect.
Even if they meet, it won't be forever. However, her heart hurts. If possible, she would rather live like this forever.
"What are you thinking about?" Feng Zhiming finally broke the calm. She was in her heart but not there. There was a touch of sadness in her unfocused eyes.
Ling Yanyan sat up, straddling his lap, put her hands around his neck, and met his eyes, "I'm thinking of you."
Yes! I think about it so much that I want to imprint him deeply in my heart. Even if I leave, I can still remember him deeply.
"Really?" Her honesty made him unsure, "How much do you want it?"
"I want to think about it so much." She put her hands on his face, showing his thick eyebrows, bottomless eyes, high bridge of nose, and sexy thin lips.
Feng Zhiming kissed her lips like a dragonfly, and he saw some subtle flickers in her eyes.
"Yanyan, say you love me." Feng Zhiming commanded domineeringly.
Ling Yanyan was stunned for a moment. In the past, she would have said it without hesitation, but now, can she still express her love so easily?
It's okay, her love for him has exceeded her imagination.
"I love you, I love you, I love you very much." Ling Yanyan kept talking and threw herself into his arms.
Feng Zhiming hugged her tightly, with a smile on his face, a smile of satisfaction.
Ling Yanyan lay on his chest, listening to his heartbeat, and closed her eyes.
Feng Zhiming picked her up and walked into the bedroom, placing her gently on the bed. As soon as she lay down, she opened her eyes and asked, "Why aren't you sleeping yet?" She must be very tired today.
Ling Yanyan nestled into his arms and yawned again, "Go to sleep!"
Turning off the lights, the whole room fell into darkness.
After Ling Yanyan heard the even breathing, she moved her body and looked at his sleeping face through the moonlight. She really didn't know how long such days would last. Maybe it would be soon.
This case is over and it's time for her to leave. I'm sorry, Zhi Ming, I'm going to break my promise.
The whole night was spent almost sleepless. After feeling Feng Zhiming move, he quickly closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
As soon as Feng Zhiming opened his eyes, he saw the dark circles under her eyes, and felt the uneasiness of the woman pretending to sleep in his arms. He reached out and touched her face, and pressed a good morning kiss on her pale lips.
Ling Yanyan just opened her eyes and said, "Good morning." Her voice was a little hoarse. She didn't know how haggard she was.
"Did you sleep well last night?" Feng Zhiming asked her softly.
Ling Yanyan resisted the incoming sleepiness and nodded, "Well, I slept well."
"Do you want to sleep a little longer? It's still early now." It's only six o'clock. If it's eight o'clock, I can still sleep for two hours.
Ling Yanyan hummed and continued to close her eyes. In less than a minute, she fell asleep. Feng Zhiming pulled up the quilt that had slipped down. What on earth was she hiding from him? He was waiting for her.
Tell him honestly and personally, so he doesn't ask questions.
When Ling Yanyan opened her eyes again, she faced Feng Zhiming's face, which was close to her eyes. "What time is it now?" Her head still hurt, but she always felt that she had slept for a long time.
"It's already half past ten." Feng Zhiming said indifferently.
Ling Yanyan's eyes widened in shock, "What?! Half past ten?"
Uh-huh! Feng Zhiming brought the gold watch from the bedside table and handed it to her.
Ling Yanyan's little face fell instantly, "Why didn't you wake me up? I made an appointment with Mr. Ling in the morning to discuss the design drawings of the cooperation project."
"Don't worry, I've already called Ling Yunxiang and he expressed his understanding." Feng Zhiming sat up and looked at the astonished Ling Yanyan in front of him with a smile.