Flash marriage to a wealthy family, the abstinent president proves love every night

Feng Yue put out the cigarette butt in his hand, stood up and looked at the person coming.

The woman is wearing a simple high-collar floral shirt, loose sports pants and small cloth shoes.

Except for her face, there seems to be no trace of innocence on her body.

Maybe he subconsciously felt that Tong Ran could only be his.

Marrying any man other than him would not make him happier than staying with him, so his heart ached when he saw Tong Ran dressed up like this.

"Tong Ran, would you like to come with me? If we go to any city other than Qingcheng, it will be just the two of us and we will never be separated again." Feng Yue said with firm eyes.

He couldn't accept it no matter what, the woman he loved most was tied to the mountain with her wings tied.

From an outstanding and tenacious scientific researcher to a village woman, she is still only a commodity to carry on the family line.

Unexpectedly, a tall figure pressed down, and Tong Ran was pulled into his arms by a brute force and hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to rub her into his body with such force.

Letting him hold her, she closed her eyes and greedily sucked in the breath she was most familiar with.

This time we say goodbye,

They should never have the chance to meet again.

At this time, the wound on her shoulder hurt faintly. She bit her lips in discomfort and turned away.

The next second, cigarette butts scattered on the ground came into view. The strong smell of tobacco flowed into the nose with the evening breeze, and Tong Ran's tears couldn't stop falling.

One bitter tear after another wet Feng Yue's white shirt,

"Feng Yue, go back. I'm married. You can have better choices."

"You are my better choice. I beg you not to punish yourself in this self-destructive way. It's me who deserves to die. It's me who has made you suffer so much."

Feng Yue touched her lower back and it hurt.

Unexpectedly, Tong Ran wiped away her tears with her fingers, pushed him away and said cruelly,

"I am originally a disabled person, and being able to marry the village chief's son is the best destination I can achieve. The six years I have known you can be regarded as a beautiful dream. I will wake up eventually, and It's not too late now, Junfeng is willing to marry me, I'm very satisfied, you can go, I don't want to see you again in the future."

"Feng Yue, for me, no longer being entangled is the greatest respect for this relationship, well..."

Before Tong Ran could finish her words, the other party sealed her lips and kissed her soft lips fiercely to vent her emotions.

"If you think too much, I will not only pester you, but also take you away." Feng Yue was so emotional that he just wanted to pull her away from here.

Bang~ The next second, the crisp sound of a slap penetrated the silent night,

"I said he is very good to me, better than you, and his family will not humiliate me."

The arm that slapped was still hanging in the air. Tong Ran looked at her still trembling hands in disbelief, and tears suddenly welled up in her eyes.

"I'm sorry..." she said with guilt on her face and ran away crying.

"Tongran!"

Feng Yue watched helplessly as her back disappeared at the entrance of the village, clenching his fists as he wished he could punch himself a few times.

It turned out that she had cared about it from beginning to end.

Those nonchalant words were just to make him feel better.

Under the cover of the dark night, a pair of cold eyes disappeared immediately after Tong Ran left.

At this time, Feng Yue received a call. When he saw the name in the note, he sighed impatiently, but had to adjust his mood and answer the phone.

"Hey, Feng Yue, I'm your Uncle Meng. When will you be back? Come drink with me and your father and let's talk."

Feng Yue squeezed the phone tightly and wanted to say he couldn't go back, "Uncle Meng, I..."

"Hey, don't talk for now. Let's talk face to face when we come back. Uncle Meng hasn't seen you for a long time."

"Okay, I'll go back and visit you in person in a few days."

Meng Yuanzheng's loving voice came over the phone, and Feng Yue couldn't bear to refuse, so he agreed.

Meng's father and Feng's father have been comrades in arms for more than ten years. They wore a pair of trousers when they were young. When they were young, they were admitted to the military academy to serve as soldiers. They even saved Feng's father's life on the battlefield. When they were middle-aged, they retired to the military together. city.

Meng's father is the elder who watched him and Meng Ke grow up. He cannot disrespect Meng's father because of their children's love.

After hanging up the phone, Feng Yue looked at the dim light beside the village in a trance.

When can he and Tong Ran live a down-to-earth life like ordinary people?

Feng Yue raised his head and looked at the unreal full moon hanging in the night sky. His loss and loneliness instantly magnified countless times, and finally turned into wisps of green smoke and burned out cigarette butts...

At this moment, the Rui family in Beijing,

The moonlight was bright and bright, shining into the room through the white translucent gauze curtains. The only sound left in the room was the child's breathing and someone's dissatisfied sigh.

Across the "Chuhehanjie" formed by two small meatballs in the middle, Ji Tingqiu stared at Cong Rong, who was dozing, and sighed from time to time.

Why should they deprive him of the right to discuss feelings with his wife!

The more I think about it, the more dissatisfied I become, the more dissatisfied I become, the more irritable I become, and the more irritable I become, the more irritable I become.

Ji Tingqiu couldn't bear it anymore, so he picked up the smelly pig's trotters beside his mouth and threw it aside, causing Hua Yue to suddenly turn over and smack her lips.

"Cong Rong, give you one minute to find a quilt to protect the two of them, and follow me to the bathroom."

He could only see but not touch the people in front of him, and he had to endure the magic attack from his daughter's sweaty feet. He was extremely unhappy.

"No, I want to sleep." Cong Rong rolled her eyes and ignored him.

Before dinner in the evening, she thought she would be able to escape the disaster if the housekeeper came to call her for dinner. Unexpectedly, she was dragged into the bathroom by him frantically.

God knows that when they went downstairs again, Mr. Rui and his uncle Qin Huaian and his wife were looking at them both with their eyes.

The discomfort between her legs made her face turn red with embarrassment, and she wanted to crawl under the table and dig a mouse hole to seal the floor.

Thinking about this, Cong Rong turned his back and continued to sleep as if he was angry.

A few seconds later, the bed shook slightly, and when she reacted again, she had already been carried into the bathroom by Ji Tingqiu.

"Ji Tingqiu, do you want to see a Chinese medicine doctor for some treatment?" Hearing the sound of the lock being locked, Cong Rong retreated to the corner in fear.

"You think I'm not serving you well?" Ji Tingqiu almost choked on his saliva.

The time before dinner was always too tight, and he was embarrassed to keep Old Man Rui waiting for too long, so...

did not expect,

This woman thought he was short of time.

Seeing his face change suddenly, as if he had been hit by something, Cong Rong thought that what he said was too straightforward and explained quickly,

"Uh..., I mean overdrafting at a young age will hurt your kidneys and waist, right? Haha."

What it means more obscurely is,

His model didn't fit well, and she was scared.

"Don't be afraid, it will hurt if you hold it in for a long time." After Ji Tingqiu said this, he stepped forward and blocked the person in the corner.

The cold tiles hurt Cong Rong through her thin pajamas, and she twisted her body impatiently to move away.

But this inadvertent movement caused the man above his head to lose control instantly...

Under the cover of the sound of water in the bathroom, Cong Rong bit her lips and was forced to bear it, for fear of making any noise and waking up the child.

A few minutes later, the door of a bedroom on the second floor opened gently, and the lady tightened her shawl and walked quietly towards the back garden downstairs.