Veterinarian: From unemployment to the top of life

Women's minds are delicate.

When I returned to Giant Saint just now, I parked my car directly in front of Villa No. 16 and stayed inside for almost an hour, which inevitably made Feng Fei suspicious.

What's more, Jiang Weiting hugged me just now, and the fragrance from her body also rubbed onto my shirt...

"Feng Fei, there are some things here. I've told you. Just understand them yourself. Don't tell anyone!" I said to Feng Fei seriously.

Feng Fei frowned and blinked, muttering: "Brother Song, actually, you don't have to tell me too much about private matters. I...I..."

"No, I have to explain this to you clearly," I frowned.

Feng Fei’s attitude made me feel a little uncomfortable.

She is different from other women. Other women have all been baptized by "Three Yangs Opening Yin". If they don't ask questions blindly, I would think they are well-behaved and sensible.

But Feng Fei’s attitude makes me feel a little “indifferent”.

She wasn't jealous, but that made me feel a little unhappy.

I briefly told Feng Fei about Jiang Weiting's difficult situation. After listening to me, she was also surprised and sighed, feeling it was incredible.

"She is such a rich girl, but she also..." Feng Fei sighed.

"Pfft!" I laughed, "Aren't you a rich girl? It's just that you are stubborn and don't want to accept your father's kindness."

After hearing what I said, Feng Fei lowered his head silently, as if trying to avoid the topic.

I couldn't wait any longer, so I grabbed her ankles, took off her socks, and kissed her feet.

"Brother Song, it's dirty! You?" Feng Fei said nervously.

"Pfft! I like it..." I leaned over and kissed Feng Fei madly. She was a little breathless under my pressure and her breathing was violently gasping.

"Brother Song, you kissed me so hard that my face is covered with saliva..."

"It's okay, just wash your face in a while!"

......

After the lovemaking, Feng Fei was like a banana leaf ravaged by a thunderstorm, with disheveled hair and collapsed on the bed weakly.

I hugged her gently from behind and smoothed her messy hair...

Feng Fei frowned, covered her lower abdomen, and looked a little uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" I asked in a low voice.

"It hurts..." Feng Fei murmured in embarrassment: "Brother Song, I can't handle you. Can you do it to me less tonight?"

"I saw that you were quite comfortable just now?" I asked curiously.

Feng Fei took a long breath and said, "I was just trying to find happiness in a difficult situation and endure it... You took too long, I couldn't stand it..."

She paused and continued, "Last time, after I came back, it hurt to go to the toilet..."

"Okay, I won't bother you tonight, just have a good rest," I said.

"Yeah," Feng Fei turned back gratefully, facing me, and looked at me affectionately.

Her little hands stroked my face, her eyes trembled with love, but also with a hint of unspeakable sadness.

That feeling... was like trying hard to remember every feature of my face.

I held her hand and said, "This villa will be yours from now on. Please move out of the dormitory."

"No..." Feng Fei shook her head, frowned slightly, and no longer looked at me.

She murmured, "I live well there..."

I knew she was going to be pretentious with me again and use that "a gentleman is always content with poverty" thing.

But she is not Song Haiyun, and the initiative is not in her hands.

I looked at her seriously and said, "This is not a discussion with you, this is an order! I am just informing you!"

"Brother Song, this is not good...others will gossip," Feng Fei said with a frown, looking embarrassed.

"Oh," I sneered disdainfully, "Gossip? I'll fire anyone who gossips! You're the boss's daughter, so it's only natural for you to live in a villa. I don't know what you're thinking? Why do you have to habitually endure hardships? Who taught you this?"

Feng Fei bit her lip and wanted to explain, but didn't know how to say it.

"I'm telling you, last time, I made it very clear to you," I raised my index finger, pointed at Feng Fei's nose and said seriously, "You are my secretary during the day, and you warm my bed at night. If you don't live with me, where will you live? I'm telling you, you don't have a rest for 24 hours a day, understand?"

Feng Fei frowned and pouted, looking at me in disbelief, and asked, "Why are you so overbearing? You are telling me..."

"Yes!" Before she could finish, I interrupted her and said, "You sold it to me. You will live like this for the rest of your life. Just consider yourself unlucky!"

After saying that, I took out the birthday gift that I had prepared for Song Haiyun from my clothes: a Bulgari necklace worth hundreds of thousands of dollars.

"What is this?"

"necklace."

"I do not want!"

"no!"

I forcefully put the necklace on her and said seriously, "Look at you. You don't even have any jewelry on you. Which boss's secretary is as shabby as you?"

Feng Fei frowned, his eyes moved back and forth slightly, and he was obviously lost in tangled thoughts...

"This necklace is too expensive, I can't accept it!" Feng Fei said.

"Do you know what expensive means? It's just a few thousand dollars," I chuckled.

"Impossible!" Feng Fei said, "I can feel it from the feeling. It can't be worth thousands of dollars..."

"Tsk! Stop talking nonsense and don't make me unhappy!" I frowned.

Seeing my firm attitude, Feng Fei didn't dare to resist anymore, but it was obvious that she was really reluctant.

It was almost eight o'clock now. After tormenting her for more than an hour, I heard Feng Fei's stomach growling.

"Are you hungry?" I asked.

"Yeah!" Feng Fei sat up and started putting on her underwear.

Looking at her thin back, I asked distressedly, "How much do you weigh?"

"About 82 pounds..." Feng Fei replied.

擦！我也是唏嘘震撼，她身高差不多在1米55到1米57之间，体重居然只有82斤......难怪这么瘦！

I remember Nan Zheng seemed to weigh 240 kg, equivalent to four Feng Feis!

"Come out with me to eat, don't eat those," I said with concern, stroking her slender waist.

"No, it's shameful to waste food!" Feng Fei replied.

She got off the bed, moved a stool over and said, "What's more, today's dishes are all my favorites. Mr. Song, I even made you a chicken drumstick..."

I saw that the meal she prepared was porridge, steamed buns, scrambled eggs with green peppers, some pickles, and two chicken legs, one for each of us..."

Actually, asking her to make food for me was just a cover, my real purpose was to "eat her".

But Feng Fei didn’t have as many cunning thoughts as I did. She really thought I wanted to have dinner with her.

I couldn't let my sweetheart down, so I sat up and had dinner with her.

Although the food was simple and I didn't like steamed buns, I didn't know why, eating with Feng Fei brought me back to the feeling of having dinner together with my boyfriend in college...

I remember when I was a freshman, Lin Pingping and I went to a restaurant to eat. She also ordered two chicken legs. Knowing that I liked to eat chicken skin, she peeled the skin off her chicken leg and gave it to me to eat, saying that she didn’t like to eat chicken skin...

This continued for the next three or four years, and I thought she didn’t like chicken skin!

Later, I went to her home and heard her mother tell me that Lin Pingping loved eating chicken skin since she was a child, and she even ate the comb...

Lin Pingping was like this, and Feng Fei was the same. They kept picking eggs for me to eat and even gave me her chicken leg.

In fact, women's love is not necessarily sweet words, vows, every bit of life can show their true feelings...

After dinner, there is no need to mention how to settle Feng Fei and force her to stay with me.

After leaving the Giant Sage, I drove directly to Xishan Villa.

As soon as I parked the car at Sister Sun's house, my cell phone rang. I looked and saw it was Song Haiyun calling.

I have to answer her calls no matter what the circumstances.

So I called Sister Sun and asked her to come into the house and wait for me, and then I answered the phone.

"Hello? Haiyun."

"Did you hook up with the girlfriend of Secretary Lu's youngest son?" Song Haiyun asked unhappily.

When I heard her say this, I was so angry that I wanted to fart!

"Who told you that?" I asked with a frown, thinking that this old guy Jiang Shanxi was really... cough!

"Who told me that?" Song Haiyun's tone became more and more annoyed: "Secretary Lu came to me personally and asked me what's wrong with your brother. Is it a big deal that he has some money? He even seduced his future daughter-in-law!"