However, all of them had been submitted, and Fu Nuan had to admit his fate, and when he looked up, he saw a successful smile on the corner of the man's lips.
"you do this delibrately!"
The man pursed his lips without saying a word, approached her, bowed his head, and the two of them touched their foreheads.
She can almost count how many eyelashes he has.
Those deep eyes, which always made her heart fascinated and irresistible, stared at her at this moment.
"Yes, I did it on purpose. I want to tell everyone that I am yours."
Fu Nuan's heart beat violently, as if beating a drum.
This man can always speak in a serious manner, which makes her feel like a heartbeat, and sometimes he really suspects that he is intentional!
He said: "I am yours."
Only these four words are enough to represent everything.
Professor Rong, who has perfect love skills, belongs to her!
Fu Nuan raised her face and kissed him on the lips in a wicked manner.
"Well, you are mine!"
Facing the young wife who took the initiative to "send to the door", Professor Rong would naturally not let her escape easily.
He buckled the woman's waist along the way, turned away from the guest, and "scraped" her from the inside out.
Fu Nuan touched her red lips, rather dissatisfied.
"I have to go to school tomorrow, depending on what you do!"
"this is not good?"
"Where is it?"
The man laughed and said nothing. When would his slow wife react? He was helping her create "heat".
"It seems that you prefer this."
A hint of cunning flashed under someone's eyes.
The next second, Fu Nuan lifted his feet off the ground, and the whole person was embraced in his arms.
"What are you doing?"
"Do good things."
"Rong Yu, uh..."
The complaining of dissatisfaction was sealed in the throat by the man's overbearing kiss, leaving only unexplained voices constantly coming...
…
At eleven o'clock at night, the Fengjia villa was still brightly lit.
The servants of the family laid out the new house in full accord with the father's instructions.
The old man in the Feng family has broken his heart about this grandson's marriage. If it wasn't for his poor health and energy, he would have to personally supervise it.
Chen Yinyin went back to her room to rest early in the morning. She didn't hear anything outside the window, as if the person who was about to get married was not her at all.
She yawned and she was too sleepy.
It’s easy to get sleepy during pregnancy, not to mention it's not early anymore.
Feng Zhuo has not yet returned. At this moment, Chen Yinyin looks like a hostess who is not valued by the family and has a false name, pregnant waiting for her irresponsible husband to return home...
Bah baah baah! What husband or mistress, what kind of drama
Chen Yinyin secretly scolded herself, she must have watched too many TV shows with her mother at eight o'clock, and she was poisoned, or she was the legendary "pregnant silly".
Just thinking so wildly, the voice of a servant came from downstairs.
Feng Zhuo is back...
Chen Yinyin didn't want to see him, even if they had to live in the same room... Well, she still decided to treat him as air.
It didn't matter if she didn't let her choose the wedding dress she liked, and because of a few quarrels, she threw her on the main road very unmannered.
She is a pregnant woman!
Well, although he doesn't know, it can't change the fact that he is not good!
The door was pushed open, and Feng Zhuo's suit jacket was taken off downstairs and handed over to the servant. At this time, his tie was loosely tied, and the top button of his shirt was loosened, revealing his collarbone.
His skin is not white, his complexion is extremely healthy, and he has a bit of enticing "criminal" capital.
Chen Yinyin couldn't help swallowing her saliva, this man... can he restrain himself? There is still a big man here!
"why are not you sleeping?"
Feng Zhuo asked her in a broken voice, as if he had completely forgotten the unpleasantness of the afternoon, and calmly walked to the bed and leaned over to approach her.
"Aren't you waiting for me to come back?"
"You can be more narcissistic."
Chen Yinyin rolled her eyes silently and sneered: "The downstairs is too noisy, I can't sleep."
As if to confirm her words, she yawned deliberately.
It's really not that she doesn't want to sleep, let alone wait for him to come back? This person really likes to think about it!
It is very rare, Feng Zhuo did not respond, but got up and left the bedroom.
Let's go, let's go, it's better to go, and she doesn't want to see him either.
However, after a while, the voice downstairs gradually became quieter, and finally returned to tranquility.
After a few more minutes, the man returned.
"It's quiet now, go to sleep."
Chen Yinyin:? ?
Ok
She looked up at him, her face confused, what's the situation? You're so easy to talk, don't you yell at her
He... Is he caring about her
Oh my God, shouldn't he fall in love with her!
Chen Yinyin was taken aback by her own thoughts, no, no, even if he really fell in love with her, she would not love him!
"Are you... ill? It's weird. You should be normal. If you don't yell at me, I'm afraid."
Feng Zhuo:...
Three black lines on the man's forehead.
"I just don't want the bride to be a fat and ugly yellow-faced woman at the wedding. She loses the face of our family and goes to bed!"
After speaking, Feng Zhuo got up and went to the bathroom.
Chen Yinyin snorted softly, and she knew that this person couldn't change sex suddenly, as expected, she was still that bad devil!
When Feng Zhuo came out of the bath, she subconsciously screamed—
"Hey, Great Devil."
The Great Demon's face became cold, "What do you call me?"
Chen Yinyin hurriedly covered her mouth and shook her head: "No... nothing!"
Why did you accidentally tell the truth
"Big Demon King, huh?"
Feng Zhuopi smiled and pulled the corners of his mouth without a smile, and said coldly: "If you have anything to say, but I am the big devil, and you may not agree to it."
"No, no, you are not the devil, you are the best and most gracious boss in the world!"
Chen Yinyin resisted the anger and hatred in her heart and blew a rainbow ass awkwardly.
"I just want to ask, when will you let me go back to work?"
In her current life, except for wedding matters, she can only stay at home the rest of the time, and she is almost suffocated.
"After the wedding."
"But this season's new product..."
"Anna will follow up, you don't have to worry about it."
"But..."
She still wants to follow up on her own design products.
"You promised me that as long as I agree to your terms, you will not disqualify me."
"Yes, I promised."
Feng Zhuo hooked his lips, a trace of sly across his eyes.
"Your qualifications are still there, but Mrs. Feng, our agreement has not been completed yet, and the wedding ceremony is the last step. Can you continue? It depends on your performance."
Chen Yinyin wanted to cry without tears, and choked silently!
She wished that the end of the month would come slowly, but now, she only hopes that tomorrow will be the wedding ceremony.
Talking about a deal with an old and cunning businessman like Feng Zhuo is nothing short of being fooled and helping to count the money!
"As soon as the wedding ceremony is over, I immediately go back to work!"
If the man is noncommittal, she treats him as acquiescence.
Chen Yinyin glanced at her abdomen and secretly sighed with emotion: Little thing, in the next year, your mother will fight with your father, pray for your mother!