The personal master of the stunning president

Chapter 84 The Man Who Talks Back

"You bastard, what are you doing?" Han Yueying exclaimed softly, and the little powder fist fell on Leng Feng's body like raindrops.

"I want you to eat." Leng Feng said coldly, carried Han Yueying to the edge of the sofa, and forced Han Yueying onto the sofa.

"Bastard, I had some thoughts just now. I'm eating now, but I forgot about it later." Han Yueying didn't reach for the lunch box, but clenched her fists and shouted at Leng Feng.

"It seems that you really want to force me to use a unique move." Leng Feng smiled evilly, pushed Han Yueying over, and slapped Han Yueying's buttocks mercilessly.

With the sound of a slap to the flesh echoing in the office, Han Yueying covered her buttocks, turned her head, and looked at Leng Feng as if she was about to spew fire: "You bastard, dare to hit me?"

"You are my wife, I am obliged to take care of your health, you must eat, otherwise..." Leng Feng bulged his eyes at Han Yueying for the first time, and slapped him high.

"I said it for a while, why are you so fierce." Han Yueying's voice weakened.

"Pa..." Leng Feng slapped Han Yueying's buttocks under her short skirt again.

"Shuang..." Leng Feng couldn't help but take a deep breath from the wonderful touch, and a touch of color rose in his heart: "I'm still smart. With this method, not only can I force my wife to eat, You can even take advantage of my wife!"

"I'll eat, can't I eat?" Han Yueying didn't know Leng Feng's evil psychology, and when she saw Leng Feng raised her palm again, she yelled like an angry little daughter-in-law.

Only then did Leng Feng put down his slap, and handed the boxed lunch to Han Yueying with a gentle face.

"This bastard actually hit me... No one in this world dares to treat me like this!" Han Yueying didn't reach out to pick up the lunch box, but looked at Leng Feng angrily.

"My wife, be good. Let's eat." Leng Feng sat down beside Han Yueying, opened the lunch box, and brought the food to Han Yueying's mouth with a chopstick.

"This bastard still has a conscience." Han Yueying's heart warmed for no reason, and although she was still sulking, she opened her mouth.

"This is my good wife. Do you know that people are iron, and food is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry..." Leng Feng smiled, and began to feed Han Yueying, telling jokes with Han Yueying.

Han Yueying suddenly thought of Han Zhenwu, when she made a mistake when she was a child, when she was beaten by Han Xiaotian and lay down crying, Han Zhenwu would always coax herself with a bunch of snacks, tell jokes or stories to herself, until she made herself happy before leaving.

Thinking about it, Han Yueying's eye circles suddenly turned red.

"Wife, why are you crying?" Seeing Han Yueying's appearance, Leng Feng's heart trembled slightly, and he wanted to reach out to push Han Yueying into his arms, but he was a little afraid.

"It's nothing..." Han Yueying took a breath, and suddenly smiled: "Leng Feng, if you dare to treat me like this next time, I will definitely be rude to you."

"Could it be that you are old and can't walk anymore, so I can't feed you like this." Leng Feng looked at Han Yueying seriously.

"You bastard, you know that's not what I meant." Seeing that Leng Feng misunderstood herself, Han Yueying bared her teeth and claws at Leng Feng.

"Then what do you mean?" Leng Feng's expression became even more confused.

"You bastard, what I said is that you are not allowed to hit me..." Han Yueying's face was ferocious, but after seeing Leng Feng's sly face, she realized that Leng Feng was trying to squeeze herself, so she laughed angrily. Stretching out his hand to pinch Leng Feng's waist, Leng Feng let out a hysterical scream.

"Leng Feng, I'm a little tired, can you lend me your shoulder?" Seeing that Leng Feng cleaned up the office after she finished eating, Han Yueying called Leng Feng to sit beside her , resting his head on Leng Feng's shoulder.

Han Yueying soon let out a slight snoring sound. Leng Feng sat there, smelling the orchid fragrance emanating from Han Yueying's body, feeling Han Yueying's soft breath hitting her neck, and her heart became inexplicably gentle.

Han Yueying seemed to be a little unable to support her body, and slowly lay on Leng Feng's lap. Leng Feng sat there motionless. At this moment, Leng Feng felt an unprecedented peace.

Han Yueying seemed to feel something and moved her head, but after feeling her face was still aching, she moved again, and then woke up directly.

"Leng Feng..." Han Yueying looked up at Leng Feng with murderous intent.

"Honey, is it so uncomfortable, or can I carry you to sleep inside?" Leng Feng looked at Han Yueying lovingly.

"I hate men who talk back the most." Han Yueying yelled hysterically, and her little pink fists rained down on Leng Feng's body.

Leng Feng knew he was in the wrong and didn't dare to resist, so he could only sit there and look at Han Yueying with an aggrieved face: "Honey, I really didn't mean it, you are so beautiful and sexy, I'm afraid Liu Xiahui will be like me Bar."

"Leng Feng, I'm going to kill you." Seeing that Leng Feng not only pushed back her mouth, but also explained it so brazenly, Han Yueying once again threw herself at Leng Feng viciously. It screamed like a pig being killed.

All afternoon, Han Yueying felt very comfortable and her work efficiency was very high. After get off work, she even came to Leng Feng's office humming a ditty, wanting to pick Leng Feng off work together, but saw that there was only Li Sitong in the office After being alone, the good mood suddenly disappeared: "This bastard, he leaves work before the o'clock!"

Leng Feng got off work a few minutes earlier and went directly to a large supermarket near the Pearl Group. Han Yueying said last night that she had a stomachache, and Leng Feng wanted to buy some supplementary ingredients to make a good soup for Han Yueying.

Leng Feng also knows that the Han family has a big business, and with Sister Wu as the nanny, there is nothing missing at home, but Leng Feng feels that only by buying ingredients with his own hands and making them with his own hands can he show his sincerity.

"Seeing how gentle and considerate I am, will my wife be moved to tears, and let me go to bed tonight." Thinking of this possibility, Leng Feng suddenly smiled, but he didn't realize that if such a small family like herself The image of a man, in the eyes of those who are familiar with him, will definitely shock those people's jaws.

"Vice President Hua is here too." When Leng Feng saw a beautiful young woman pushing a trolley into the food area, a look of wretchedness flashed in Leng Feng's eyes, and he tiptoed towards Hua Jieyu.

"What the hell, you actually found Vice President Hua for your idea. I think you are looking for death." But when you saw a thin man approaching Hua Jieyu quickly, reaching out to Hua Jieyu's pocket, , Leng Feng's eyes flashed coldly.

(End of this chapter)