Ghost doctor Mommy is good V5

Far away in Europe, this is a resort for vacation, no one will pay attention to who is passing by, let alone those annoying paparazzi who will follow along and secretly take pictures.

Because Feng Yiran had his beloved woman by his side, there was always a calm smile on that handsome face.

Even the corners of his eyes twitch slightly with his smile, which is a typical characteristic of him when he is happy. Young Master Feng who can smile is extremely lethal.

Along the way, I don't know how many women turned their heads back, and even bold European and American women gave him a sneak peek.

One day when we were eating in the restaurant, the waitress kept firing at Feng Yiran, but he turned a blind eye and concentrated on eating, chatting with his wife from time to time.

When the waiter saw that he was so confused, he became anxious, and wandered over all day if he had nothing to do.

Using excuses to pour water for him, clean up the tableware, every movement, he deliberately looked for an opportunity to talk to Feng Yiran, without knowing how annoying he was.

With such an obvious intention, how can people like Feng Yiran and Xiao Ziqing not understand?

So, under the cover of the tablecloth, Mrs. Feng kicked her man hard under the table, and swished several eye knives away.

Feng Yiran understood, gracefully put down the knife and fork, and wiped his mouth with a napkin.

He raised his head, and said to the waiter politely and distantly: "Please help my wife clean up the tableware in front of her first. Isn't the training in your restaurant not for women first?"

The righteous words made the waiter feel ashamed.

And when Feng Yiran called Xiao Ziqing "wife" bluntly, the waiter's beautiful blue eyes were instantly dimmed.

I'm afraid that heart has already been broken to the ground, right? ?
Finally getting the waiter off, Feng Yiran blinked at the person opposite, "Is my performance okay?"

Xiao Ziqing intentionally intensified the action of cutting the steak, and said through gritted teeth, "If you hadn't messed around, how could people have been so ignorant?"

In the final analysis, this man's attitude from the very beginning was not strong and clear enough!

Upon hearing this, Young Master Feng was speechless, how innocent he is!

Hurry up and protect yourself, "I never glanced at her. I didn't even have time to see her. What are you doing to see her? Besides, I have been handsome since I was a child, and I have been handsome for decades. I can't make a special appearance to increase your sense of security. Go disfigured?? If you really want me to do this, I won't refuse, don't worry!"

A handsome decades...

The arrogant words made Xiao Ziqing burst out laughing immediately, "Why don't you know how to be modest? How can anyone praise themselves so much?"

Suddenly, Feng Yiran didn't know what he saw, frowned lightly, and said in a deep voice, "Don't move!"

That posture, as if there was someone behind her, Xiao Ziqing subconsciously straightened her body, "What's going on?"

Many years in B. a. The awareness of prevention developed in the T organization made her immediately grasp the table knife at hand, and once someone wanted to sneak attack, she immediately started to counterattack.

Unexpectedly, the man suddenly leaned over and bent over towards her.

Seeing that handsome face that kept approaching, Xiao Ziqing stared at him blankly, not understanding the significance of what he did.

When Feng Yiran's thin lips touched the corners of her lips and licked them back and forth with the tip of his tongue a few times, Xiao Ziqing's face turned red.

The crimson cheeks were very touching, and Young Master Feng couldn't help but pecked a few times before sitting back in his seat.

Then he said solemnly: "You got something on there just now." He said it so naturally, as if he was doing serious things instead of taking advantage of the opportunity.

Several tables next to them looked at them and smiled. Those eyes were all kind, and there was even blessing in their smiles.

Xiao Ziqing gave Feng Yiran a helpless look. This guy's skin is getting thicker and thicker, and he can do anything to her anytime, anywhere.

However, Xiao Ziqing also enjoyed this state very much.

She knew that Feng Yiran was taking the opportunity of their honeymoon to make up for all the time they had missed in their love and to give her a perfect love.

They go shopping with their fingers intertwined, share an ice cream with each other, sit in a couple booth and watch a movie, ride a tandem bicycle on the long embankment, and write their names on the beach...

Feng Yiran carried Xiao Ziqing on his back, firmly supported her body with both arms, and carried her shoes with both hands, and walked along the coastline.

At that moment, Xiao Ziqing really wished that time could stop here, how nice it would be to freeze in this scene!

Lying on the man's generous back, she felt extremely at ease, with her chin resting on Feng Yiran's neck, her face pressed against her face, hearing the man's regular breathing, she really wanted to grow old like this!

I don't care how old I can live, and I don't care where I've been. As long as I have you by my side and never leave, every day is as happy as a festival.

Feng Yiran walked forward steadily, he didn't turn his head, but asked with a smile: "What are you laughing at?"

Xiao Ziqing bit his earlobe lightly, "How do you know I'm smiling?" After finishing speaking, she couldn't help but add: "Husband, if you can always maintain such a good mood, that is my greatest wish." gone."

The man was startled for a moment, and then, an indelible tenderness appeared in his eyes, "I am in a good mood every day when I have you."

"How? You used to always have a sullen face, and your whole body exudes an aura of 'don't get close to strangers', just like an iceberg that has been around for thousands of years. I once wondered if you have facial paralysis!"

It's no wonder that Zhong Yu would nickname Feng Yiran "Cover Paralyzed", he really has no expression on his face!

Walking to a big rock, Feng Yiran turned around carefully, gently placed Xiao Ziqing on the rock, and sat down next to her.

Looking at the endless sea, the man spoke bitterly.

"I don't laugh because I really have nothing to be happy about. The identity of an illegitimate child weighs me down, so I have to stand on my own. Only things created by my hands will be recognized by others. "

In the eyes of outsiders, Young Master Feng only knows that he is a god-like figure aloof from above. Apart from the business empire he built - Xisheng International, he is also a descendant of the famous Feng family in City A.

It was obvious that Fang Yi made love to Feng Yuan first, and Feng Yiran was born in secret, but because of the mistakes of the previous generation, Feng Yiran became an illegitimate child.

The illegitimate children often have a mother who can't see the light, most of them are either mistresses kept by wealthy families outside, or they have had dewy love and left evil seeds.

Either way, it's extremely ugly.

Even if Feng Yuan has a soft spot for Fang Yi, so what?He couldn't give Fang Yi a reputation, and he couldn't make Fang Yi raise his head and be a man. This in itself was the biggest failure of a man.

Feng Yiran couldn't grow up in a normal family since childhood, and would often see Fang Yi hiding in the room wiping tears.

Even if Fang Yi wisely never set foot in the Feng family's mansion, Yan Shufang would come to provoke her every now and then. Under such circumstances, how could she be in a good mood?
Moreover, Feng Yuan always told Feng Yiran that everything in the Feng family would be left to him in the future, which was regarded as compensation for their mother and son.

Regarding this, Feng Yiran sneered, why did he accept everything from the man he looked down on from the bottom of his heart?Even if that person is his father, he doesn't care.

People in the upper class circle looked at Feng Yiran's mother and child with contempt at first.

Everyone thinks that only Yan Shufang, who is in the same family as Feng Yuan and is married to the media, is Mrs. Feng. No matter how capable Fang Yi is, she can't get on the stage except to charm Feng Yuan's heart.

In addition, Feng Yiran was also pointed out, thinking that sooner or later this illegitimate son would compete with Feng Junyi, the son of the first son, for family property.

In order to win his breath, Feng Yiran endured a lot of pressure that ordinary people can't imagine.

He started to build his own business when he was studying abroad, and every step was extremely difficult.

In order to save his breath, he even got angry and refused the living expenses given by Feng Yuan, and went to work and study by himself. Even if he only ate white bread for a while, he never complained to his family once.

Behind the success, how much sweat and blood and tears have been paid, only he himself knows.

Feng Yiran never mentioned these things to anyone, not even a brother as good as Zhong Yu.

But in front of Xiao Ziqing, he was completely defenseless, no matter which side of himself he was, he was so directly presented in front of her.

His grief and indignation, his forbearance, his persistence, and his anguish will all be poured out to this woman.

Feng Yiran never thought that he was perfect, he was also a person with flesh and blood, and he also had emotions and various feelings.

Xiao Ziqing had been listening to him all the time, without interjecting a word from the beginning to the end, even if Feng Yiran occasionally stopped to immerse himself in his own thoughts, she did not urge her.

She knew that this powerful man actually needed an outlet where he could pour out all his worries.

It wasn't until Feng Yiran finished telling her own story and quietly watched the magnificent sea that Xiao Ziqing raised her arm and gently pulled him into her arms.

Just like she usually hugged Ruirui, she hugged Feng Yiran, and even kissed him on the cheek distressedly, "It's okay, I will walk with you from now on."

Feng Yiran leaned in her arms safely, pursing his thin lips contentedly, but his eyes were burning hot.

His arms involuntarily wrapped around Xiao Ziqing's waist. This woman was destined to be everything he had in this life, and only she would truly understand himself.

"Baby, have I ever said that I love you very much?" the man asked softly.

Xiao Ziqing smiled brightly, "No, at least I didn't say it today." Her smile was like a successful kitten, with a bit of cunning in her eyes.

Feng Yiran sat up straight, held her small face, and kissed her on the forehead, "I love you!"

Then, the shallow kiss slid across Xiao Ziqing's nose, eyes, lips, and cheeks, and wherever he went, the man would say "I love you" affectionately.