Daddy and Mommy blocked you again

Feng Xingjue took her rubbing palm, pinched her face, raised it up, and forced her to face him.

He narrowed his eyes dangerously, staring at her: "Ye, see who I am!"

Ye Qing was so drunk that she smiled foolishly: "Hey, I see clearly, you are Feng Xingjue..."

Feng Xingjue: "..."

His handsome face was tense.

"Small, little milk dog..." Ye Qing pouted and smiled foolishly.

Feng Xingjue's face darkened even more: "I'll give you another chance, say it again! Who is the little milk dog!"

"You, Feng Xingjue, little milk dog, my favorite little... um..."

Ye Qing was talking drunkenly, her lips were sealed violently before she finished speaking.

Feng Xingjue supported the back of her head to prevent her from staggering.

Seal her restless little mouth tightly, and see if she dares to talk nonsense!

Ye Qing's butterfly-like eyelashes flickered for a moment, realizing that she was being hugged by Feng Xingjue, her hands unconsciously wrapped around his neck.

Sensing the obedience of the woman, Feng Xingjue was even more annoyed.

What did she just say, when he was a little milk dog?

Restless woman!

Feng Xingjue's kiss became more and more fierce, with a sense of punishment.

He nearly sucked her oxygen out.

He didn't let her go until Ye Qing couldn't breathe anymore.

She leaned weakly against his chest, panting slightly, to calm her breathing.

"Silly woman, you still don't know how to breathe." Feng Xingjue finished his sentence with deep eyes.

Da Heng picked up Ye Qing and strode back to the room.

Put Ye Qing on the bed, covered her with a quilt, Feng Xingjue was about to leave.

His hand was grabbed suddenly, Ye Qing took his hand, muttering in his mouth: "Well, don't go, I'm so uncomfortable..."

Now she is dizzy, chest tight, hot all over, and extremely uncomfortable.

Feng Xingjue's footsteps stopped, he looked down at the frowning woman who was uncomfortable on the bed.

Her fair face was blushing at this moment, and because of being drunk, her whole body looked more fragile and soft.

If he hadn't passed by and saw her being entangled by Si Yi, would Si Yi have noticed her charming appearance now?

Now, is it Si Yi's hand that she is holding?

Thinking of this, Feng Xingjue was filled with irritability.

He tugged at his tie annoyedly, letting it loosen a bit, as if it would make his breathing easier.

"It's so hot..." Ye Qing on the bed became uneasy again.

She held Feng Xingjue's hand, and his hand was slightly cold, and the aura around him was even colder.

For Ye Qing at this time, it was a stream of sweet spring.

She grabbed his hand and pressed it to her face, using his cold temperature to extinguish her burning cheeks.

As if that wasn't enough, she rubbed her face into his palm.

It seems that she wants to get more cold, so that she can cool off the heat all over her body.

All of her movements were teasing Feng Xingjue's senses.

Her cheeks were soft and hot.

It caused his muscles to tense, Feng Xingjue gritted his teeth and held back.

Following her movements, he bent down and let her hold his hand.

With the other hand, he took out his mobile phone and called Aunt Li.

The phone was answered in seconds: "Master, I'm here."

"Cook a bowl of hangover soup and bring it up." Feng Xingjue ordered.

"Okay, I'll cook right away." Aunt Li said respectfully and nervously.

Feng Xingjue hung up the phone, put the phone on the bedside table, and sat down beside the bed.

Lift off the quilt covering Ye Qing's body to dissipate heat.

Ye Qing is so hot now, and it will be even hotter even with the quilt on.

As soon as the quilt was lifted, he saw that she still had a mobile phone in her pants pocket.

It would be uncomfortable to sleep with the phone on, so he took it out of her pocket.

Put it on the bedside table.

The shirt she was wearing was buttoned up to the first button, covering half of her neck.

It will be hotter if you dress so airtight.

Feng Xingjue reached out and unbuttoned the two buttons on her neckline for her.

Ye Qing moved uncomfortably. With this movement, the three-buttoned shirt was already unbuttoned and pressed down.

Showing her lustrous collarbone and round fragrant shoulders.

Under the light, it exudes a soft luster.

Attracting Feng Xingjue's attention.

His throat tightened and his eyes knew well.

She pressed his book against her face, no matter it was visual, tactile, or auditory.

They're all tempting him.

never mind!

It's my own wife, what are you holding back!

Feng Xingjue figured it out, leaned over, and slowly moved closer, bringing his lips close to hers.

"Knock knock..."

Just as they were about to kiss each other, there was a knock on the door.

Feng Xingjue frowned slightly, sat up and said, "Come in!"

Aunt Li walked in cautiously carrying the hangover soup: "Master, the hangover soup is ready."

After saying a word, Aunt Li put the hangover soup on the bedside table, quickened her pace, went out silently, and closed the door for them.

Feng Xingjue took a spoonful of soup and sent it to Ye Qing's mouth.

But she is in a sleeping position, so it is not easy to feed.

She closed her eyes now, as if she was asleep, but her brows were furrowed, showing her discomfort.

Feng Xingjue simply put the soup in the spoon into his mouth, kissed Ye Qing's lips, and then put the soup in his mouth into her mouth.

Ye Qing is like a person in the desert finding a sweet spring, kissing and drinking eagerly...

Soon, a bowl of hangover soup was finished.

Feng Xingjue sat beside her bed, and Ye Qing also felt comfortable this time, sleeping deeply and at ease.

He even let go of his hand.

Seeing her sleeping soundly, Feng Xingjue could have felt at ease, but seeing her turn over, with her back facing him, she seemed to have no attachment to him at all.

On the contrary, he felt a sense of loss in his heart.

"What a heartless woman." Feng Xingjue snorted coldly.

After using him and making her comfortable, she ignored him.

So heartless!

Just like their marriage.

Although Feng Xingjue said so, he still covered her with the quilt lightly.

She has lost her fever now, and the night is a little cold. If she doesn't cover her with a quilt, she will be cold and catch a cold.

After setting her down, Feng Xingjue got up and picked up the phone on the bedside table. At this moment, Ye Qing's phone rang.

It was Feng Yihuan who was reminded of an incoming call on the screen.

The phone rings loudly.

Worried about waking Ye Qing up, Feng Xingjue picked up her phone and swiped to reject it.

Probably because I used too much force, I accidentally slid the SMS page out.

The first text message caught Feng Xingjue's attention.

SMS from the bank.

Received one billion!

His eyes turned cold.

Opened the call log again.

The second entry in the latest phone call log is Feng Yuecheng's name!

There was a difference of 2 minutes between that time and the time when the text message came!

Sure enough, the incident this time was that she and Feng Yuecheng joined forces to attack the Feng Group!

Ask Feng Yuecheng to use hacking techniques to hack the Feng Group's one billion yuan, and then transfer it to her.

Seeing this, Feng Xingjue was surrounded by icy cold, and angrily threw his phone on the bedside table.

With a "pop", Ye Qing, who was sleeping soundly, was startled awake instantly.