Scum dad dreams of robbing mommy

He looked like he was begging for praise, just like a three-year-old urchin.

"..." Yang Qianyu looked at him indifferently.

"Qianqian, that child really has nothing to do with me." Now that the point has been reached, Feng Moyan simply expressed his intentions more clearly.

Anyway, there was no dignity or face in front of her.

"After the divorce back then... I was disheartened. At that time, I had planned to never marry for the rest of my life, or maybe...subconsciously I thought that one day I would remarry you and start over again, so I really never thought about marrying someone else. woman."

"But Yang Caiyue said that she had a successful match with Shiwen and was willing to donate a kidney. When Liang Xingfeng met my parents, she explicitly and secretly expressed her wish for her daughter to marry into the Feng family, so that the rest of her life would be guaranteed."

"After all, Shiwen is my younger sister. You said that at that time, as an elder brother, I couldn't save her. Didn't I even agree to such a request?"

"After I got engaged to her, the outside world looked close, but in fact I kept a distance from her. Not long after, Xixi suddenly came to me. After having a daughter, I devoted all my attention to her and alienated her even more. .”

His attitude was sincere, and he looked like the sun and the moon could learn from the world, so Yang Qianyu didn't know what to say.

In these years, Fei Fei has mentioned him a few times, always gnashing his teeth and scolding him as a scumbag, brainless, bastard, adulterer and whore, meaning that he was deceived by Yang Caiyue, right and wrong, black and white, both of them It's not a good thing, it smells similar.

She had always thought so, and felt that Feng Moyan had stopped loving her a long time ago, and she was fascinated by Yang Caiyue's seduction, making her dizzy.

But what he said now completely overturned her previous cognition.

Thinking of the man's mouth, the deceitful ghost, even though Yang Qianyu's heart fluctuated, his mouth was still unrelenting.

"You have no feelings for her, how can you pamper her so much? Give her a full set of custom-made jewelry?" The woman's words were sneering, her eyes full of suspicion.

Feng Moyan knew what she was talking about, so he smiled helplessly and explained: "She loves vanity, and in the past few years by my side, I don't know how much she has spent on jewelry, clothes and bags. I think she saved Shiwen One life, what is that little money?"

"As for custom-made Venus jewelry, I don't know where she heard that this brand is favored by the European royal family, and the designer is very attractive, so it can't be bought with money."

"She probably wanted to show off in the circle. She mentioned it to me several times, saying that she wanted to order the wedding jewelry early. I was annoyed by her, so I agreed."

Yang Qianyu was quite dissatisfied when she heard the phrase "the designer is very annoying", "Where did I pull?"

"I didn't say that." Mr. Feng quickly clarified, but quickly asked back, "Aren't you swaying? I spent several times the deposit to invite you back to China."

Speaking of this, Yang Qianyu became even more angry, "Oh, if I didn't want to come back to see Xixi, I wouldn't bother to talk to you if you add ten times more."

"So, you are pulling."

"..." The woman didn't bother to explain, and simply remained silent.

In fact, she is not playing big cards and putting on airs, but because of her eyesight.

She has always stayed away from customers who like to make trouble out of no reason.

The two fell silent, and the man stared at her carefully, carefully observing every look on her face.

Seeing that she seemed to be loosening a bit, Feng Moyan became bold again, lowered his head and moved closer to her, "Qianqian..."

"What are you doing!" The scorching breath swept over her cheeks suddenly, Yang Qianyu was startled, only then did she realize that she had been hugged in his arms and talked for so long, she immediately pushed him away and turned around.

Feng Moyan followed and hugged her from behind.

Yang Qianyu was not petite, but in front of Feng Moyan, who was nearly 1.9 meters tall, she was indeed petite.

When he hugged her from behind, it was like a mountain pressing down, completely enveloping the woman.

The inertia of the man rushing forward pushed her forward and made her even angrier.

"Feng Moyan! You—"

"Qianqian, you believe me...Really, you are the only one from the beginning to the end." The man's handsome face was buried on the side of her neck, and his thin lips were next to her ears.

The woman struggled in his arms, throwing her elbows back, but the more she struggled, the more excited the man became.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the bed beside him, and Feng Moyan suddenly had a surge of impulse, dragging her down on the bed together.

Fortunately, the two of them fell down lying on their sides, otherwise Yang Qianyu's bones would be broken if he fell under the pressure of his height and weight!

"Feng Moyan! You bastard!"

Yang Qianyu was furious, and the alarm bells rang in his mind.

This apprentice!rogue!

What is he thinking when she doesn't know?

No matter how much confession she said, no matter how much sweet talk she uttered, it was all to trick her into going to bed!

She doesn't understand, they are all women, does it make any difference which one they sleep with?

He is also hypocritical, playing the role of loyalty.

Feng Moyan admitted that he was a little anxious and out of control, but he just didn't want to control it.

For several months, he has been suffering every day, wanting to hold her in his arms, wanting to kiss her and sleep with her, thinking about it so much that he can't sleep at night and can't eat.

He hated himself too.

There are plenty of younger and more beautiful women than her, but he just doesn't like her, what he sees in his eyes is all about her.

The woman must have cast a spell on him and taken his soul away.

During the struggle, the man turned over and pressed her under him, his tall and straight body propped up slightly.

Yang Qianyu was out of breath, lying flat on his back with his wrist pressed down, glaring angrily.

"Qianqian... you trust me, okay?"

"I miss you for a long time... let's get together, I don't want to waste any more time..."

"Qianqian, I was wrong, so wrong...you give me a chance to make it up, and I will definitely make it up, huh?"

Feng Moyan seemed to be in a daze, looking down at the beautiful woman trapped by him, and spoke out his heartfelt words.

But Yang Qianyu, who was burned with anger, couldn't listen to a single word.

The two looked at each other, and the air seemed to stop flowing.

Feng Moyan thought that she was finally influenced by him and was finally willing to compromise.

So, he kissed her distraughtly, tenderly, meticulously, and caringly.

The woman didn't struggle or stop her.

However, when his hand touched her neck, she asked calmly and slowly: "Is it enough for you this time, so you won't pester me any more?"

The strong body on his body was startled suddenly and stopped.

"If it is, then you can do whatever you want. After tonight, we will return from bridge to bridge, and I will take Xixi away too."

Feng Moyan slowly raised his head, his eyes were heavy, like a cold cave, staring at her sullenly and menacingly.

"I've said so much, and this is how you understand it?" He said, his tone extremely disappointed.

"That's not it?"

"..." The man was speechless, and the big palm that had just moved to her neck seemed to be grabbing her neck.

Damn woman!

A heart of stone is not as ruthless as her!