Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

In addition, he made Chengfeng's investigation results coincide with his own thoughts.

These are not difficult.

"However, what do you plan to do in the future?"

Han Su asked.

I remember that An Xianyang told himself before that he wanted him to take good care of An Xiaojing.

"I do not know either."

Leng Yichen looked at the person on the bed again, his fair face was a little watery.

Just now Han Su applied such a thick layer of soft glue to her.

"Don't worry, her face will be fine. The medicine I applied to her will prevent her allergies. But she can come back to you again, with this skin on her skin, there must be many unknown things. You , be more careful.”

Han Su persuaded.

He always felt that An Xiaojing was not as simple as before.

Leng Yichen nodded.

After seeing off Han Su, he walked to the bedside lightly. Looking at the person on the bed, his heartbeat gradually accelerated.

How long has it been since I saw this face again?

And what he wanted was just this face?

Of course not, Leng Yichen's hand caressed An Xiaojing's somewhat messy hair on her forehead, every touch was a long-lost heartbeat.

"Sorry, I miss you so much."

His voice was very soft, regardless of whether the people on the bed could hear it or not.

Just quietly looking at the person on the bed, I have never felt that time is so precious.

The reunion never imagined that it would be this scene.

An Xiaojing's dream was a little noisy.

She meets peacocks who can dive and sharks who can climb rocks.

I am in an extremely dreamy and dangerous world, but I don't want to leave.

Until someone started calling her name softly.

"Xiaojing, Xiaojing!"

Over and over again, the voice is somewhat fragmented.

But it never stopped, as if she didn't want her to stay in this purposeless fantasy world.

"Xiaojing."

who can that be?

Who will know her name?Who can see through her fake face?

Slowly, he opened his eyes, and the light in the room was very dim.

And on her waist, there are also hands, and the head of that person rests between her neck.

who is it?

An Xiaojing's eyes widened slightly, her reaction, her breath changed a little, so that Leng Yichen knew immediately that she woke up.

But neither of them was in a hurry to admit to each other, Leng Yichen's breath came over steadily.

An Xiaojing's heart beat inexplicably faster.

"The jump is a bit powerful."

Leng Yichen's voice was hoarse, but full of magnetism, and it seemed that he had intentionally tightened his arms around An Xiaojing's waist.

"Master Leng?"

An Xiaojing heard the source of the voice, and felt relieved.

"Well, it's me."

Leng Yichen admitted.

An Xiaojing's body still hasn't turned around, she doesn't understand, what is Leng Yichen doing holding her now?

Could it be that the ultimate obligation of being a secretary is about to be fulfilled?

Unspoken rules by the boss?

"Master Leng, you won't sneak into me!"

In order to break the awkward atmosphere, An Xiaojing took the initiative to speak.

Because he didn't know that Leng Yichen had already seen through everything about her.

"Yes!"

Leng Yichen answered unambiguously.

Under the dim light, the eyes exude an invisible desire.

"So, forget about your wife and sleep with your secretary?"

For some reason, An Xiaojing suddenly became angry.

Leng Yichen is going to betray his public image so soon?

"I saved you, you should know how to repay me."

Leng Yichen's voice gradually softened, and he buried his head deeply in An Xiaojing's neck again, and then took a strong breath.

"You told Tao Fanfan that it was my wife, have you forgotten?"

This……

An Xiaojing didn't know how to answer.

"That's what I said out of desperation. I said I was your secretary. Can those people let me go?"

She explained, but for some reason, she couldn't resist Leng Yichen's breath pounced on her.

"But you're pretending to be my wife, what will she think if she hears it." Leng Yichen's tone was a little funny.

He was not in a hurry to explain everything, what An Xiaojing didn't know was that her original appearance had been exposed to Leng Yichen's eyes.

"Young Master Leng, don't you even know who I am? If it's your wife, I can't prove it with a single word."

An Xiaojing wanted to get up, but she struggled a bit.

This gesture and tone are too ambiguous.

She is Cheng Fei, not An Xiaojing.

However, after trying her best to spread the man's hands, An Xiaojing was pushed down by Leng Yichen before she could sit up.

Now he is fixedly looking at her face.

"Master Leng!"

An Xiaojing's eyes seemed to be avoiding, but it was impossible for Leng Yichen to know who she was.

"Where do you want to go?"

The voice was very gentle, and Leng Yichen's eyes were shining brightly.

His hands clasped An Xiaojing's arms,

Let her be under him, and there is no way to move.

"What are you doing?"

An Xiaojing sensed that something was obviously wrong with Leng Yichen today, it couldn't be because she saved herself once, so she had to sacrifice herself once.

"I don't want to let you go again."

Leng Yichen's actions were very tough, but his tone was very soft.

Eyes full of affection, An Xiaojing looked a little dazed.

"Leng Yichen, don't be like this. If you have something to say, speak up. What do you mean now?"

An Xiaojing struggled under him, but she could feel an obvious change in a certain part of him.

Breath, a little awkward and ambiguous for a moment.

She dared not move any more.

Because it is too dangerous.

"What do you mean by me?"

He said this with a little patience, as if he was suppressing an emotion.

Of course An Xiaojing understood.

The two of them maintained this posture, and after a while, Leng Yichen calmed down a bit.

Then she let go of An Xiaojing's hand.

"Can you tell me who you are?"

Leng Yichen fell to the side, then turned sideways, looking carefully at the woman beside him.

This is someone he misses so much.

"I'm Cheng Fei, what's the matter, Young Master Leng, who do you think I am?"

An Xiaojing tried her best to calm down her mood just now, but the blush on her face still didn't fade away.

"sorry."

When Leng Yichen spoke suddenly, An Xiaojing's eyes widened a little.

Why did he say that suddenly?

"I'm sorry, Xiaojing."

Leng Yichen spoke, and as soon as the words fell, An Xiaojing was shocked.

The light in the room was still so dim, but it couldn't reflect the turbulent hearts of the two people on the bed at all.

Leng Yichen?Have you seen it all?

Before An Xiaojing got up, Leng Yichen got up from the side, his clothes unfolded like the wings of a butterfly, and then, the handsome man stood quietly in front of An Xiaojing.