no compromise

Zheng Jingyang was really stingy and jealous of a child-like animation.

Why, Cheng Yueran spent so much time at the beginning, betting his own life, just for a very obvious sense of security of love that he thought he had shown clearly.

In order to get in touch with himself, he can stay with him all the time, attract his attention, regardless of the danger, catch up with him, and roll down the hillside without hesitation.

All these things, one by one, just show his importance, don't they just show that he is the most important and irreplaceable in Cheng Yueran's heart!

Sure enough, if you get it, you won't cherish it.

Zheng Jingyang felt wronged, but Zheng Jingyang didn't say anything.

He was very satisfied with Cheng Yueran's hot and wet kiss. Whether it was an apology for ignoring him because of watching gossip or animation, or a loving kiss as compensation, he enjoyed it all.

Zheng Jingyang readily accepted the kiss, feeling Cheng Yueran's bewildered little tongue exploring cautiously, he stood still and let Cheng Yueran move.

Cheng Yueran worked hard for a long time, his tongue was numb, and body fluid was left along the corner of his mouth. Seeing that Zheng Jingyang was still indifferent, he was a little discouraged.

why is it like this!

Cheng Yueran could only withdraw resentfully, and wiped her mouth with a tissue.

"Do you think you're interesting? You're going to be three, and you're still like a child. You're jealous of a cartoon. Shame on you."

Cheng Yueran murmured nonstop, and didn't look directly at Zheng Jingyang, she just lowered her head and lowered her eyes to pick at her fingers, poking and poking.

"Huh~"

Cheng Yueran was still not happy, but when he heard Zheng Jingyang laughing, he became even angrier.

He quietly accumulated tears, making sure that his eyes were red and the tears were about to fall, he raised his head and looked at Zheng Jingyang with aggrieved eyes.

Zheng Jingyang was going to smile to attract Cheng Yueran's attention, but then he kept his hands back. Who knew that when Cheng Yueran raised his head, his eyes were full of tears, and he looked at him faintly with accusation and grievance. Now he panicked.

He hurriedly put his arms around him and hugged him, patted his back lightly, and comforted him with a gentle voice.

"Oh, who bullied my little baby? Why did you lose Jindoudou? Don't cry, don't cry, brother Jingyang comforts you."

Cheng Yueran struggled and couldn't break free.

With a little choked up voice, he cried, "It's just you, you don't feel sorry for me at all, and you really don't cherish me when we're together!"

Yo, the villain has filed a complaint first.

Zheng Jingyang cupped Cheng Yueran's small face with both hands, looked at him tenderly, and wiped his tears with his fingers.

After wiping, Zheng Jingyang first kissed him on the forehead, then pecked on the tip of his small and lovely nose, and finally kissed his lips deeply.

Nibbling and sucking, tossing and licking.After confirming that Cheng Yueran didn't cry, stopped crying, and softened, Zheng Jingyang stretched out his tongue to lick Cheng Yueran's teeth, poked in, and danced with the other's little tongue.

When Zheng Jingyang was satisfied, he backed away and heard Cheng Yueran's soft moan, this time he was really obviously smiling happily.

Cheng Yueran was limp in Zheng Jingyang's arms, unable to move.

"Go down and eat."

Cheng Yueran didn't speak, but lazily reached out and hugged Zheng Jingyang's neck.

"What's wrong?" Zheng Jingyang asked him dotingly.

"Legs are weak." Cheng Yueran was a little embarrassed.

"Hahahahaha" Zheng Jingyang smiled too flamboyantly.

Cheng Yueran was so ashamed that she buried her face in Zheng Jingyang's chest and ignored him.

Zheng Jingyang passed under Cheng Yueran's knee with one hand, and wrapped Cheng Yueran's upper body with the other hand, and with a little effort, he hugged him.

"I carry you down?"

Cheng Yueran kept silent and nodded slightly.

The two of them went downstairs in this posture.

Zheng Jingyang put the person on the seat, then went to the kitchen to bring out the warm food, then turned off the fire, and filled two bowls of soup out.

After the two finished their meal quietly and warmly, Zheng Jingyang tidied up the dishes with one hand, and then sat down with Cheng Yueran on the sofa next to them, chatting.

Cheng Yueran leaned against Zheng Jingyang, played with her fingers, and asked Zheng Jingyang: "When you got off work, did you see Wen Ruohang and sister Kang Li?"

Zheng Jingyang tidied up the magazines on the coffee table, then moved Cheng Yueran's favorite fruit over, and slowly peeled it.

Hearing Cheng Yueran's question, he stopped, thought for a moment, and answered him: "When I came out of get off work, I saw that the two of them were still processing some documents."

"So hardworking. Didn't you notice anything else?"

Hearing that he didn't intend to change the subject, Zheng Jingyang tilted his head and looked at him: "Why, you suddenly became interested in the two of them?"

Cheng Yueran leaned her head on his shoulder, and replied calmly: "As the wife of the president, I care about the emotional life of my subordinates."

"The two of them?" Zheng Jingyang was really surprised.

"You really have a very low EQ." Cheng Yueran poked him with his finger.

Zheng Jingyang rubbed his chin on Cheng Yueran's little head: "My EQ is all on you."

"Hey, it's gross." Cheng Yueran exaggeratedly shook her body.

"Well, you said that, I just remembered that when I drove back from the garage, I seemed to see Kang Li getting into Wen Ruohang's car. The two were talking and laughing, and they looked very happy."

Cheng Yueran clapped her hands: "Let me just say, Wen Ruohang is timid and needs to be stimulated."

"It's you?"

Cheng Yueran straightened her proud little chest: "It's me!"

Cheng Yueran was proud of his confusion: "I called him today and specifically mentioned it to him. Otherwise, I don't know how long my sister Kang Li will have to wait, or with his personality, I don't know how long it will take before I dare to muster up the courage to go Confession."

"Office romance, isn't it good?" Zheng Jingyang suppressed a smile.

Cheng Yueran turned around and wrinkled her little nose: "Hmph, you know better than me, the two of them will definitely not neglect work because of emotional matters."

"You are the only one who is smart." Zheng Jingyang pinched his little nose.

"Hey, that's not right." Cheng Yueran was very happy. It seemed that before he went abroad, he would definitely be able to drink the matchmaker wine from the two assistants.

Zheng Jingyang peeled an apple, cut it into pieces, took out a few toothpicks, and handed it to Cheng Yueran.

"Speaking of which, why did you suddenly think of matching the two of them?"

"It's not that I have a happy love and a happy family. I think that no matter what, I have to make the friends I care about happier!"

Cheng Yueran was happy to eat the apples, so she conveniently stuffed Zheng Jingyang with a piece.

"Besides, I'm going to go abroad in a few months, so I have to get this done before I go abroad, or I'll miss their matchmaker wine!"

"Going abroad, do you want to go abroad to play? Oh, so you just said that you want to see the beautiful scenery abroad and check the customs and customs, just to prepare for going abroad. Why can't you stop every day. Really If you don't plan to review your homework earlier, aren't you afraid that you won't be able to keep up when school starts?"

Zheng Jingyang thought that Cheng Yueran was only going abroad for a short time, and he just knew how to play when he was joking.

"No, I'm going abroad to study. I figured it out, and I'll have to stay for about three years anyway."

"Going abroad! When did the incident happen? Who decided it? Why did you suddenly want to go out to school? Did you get my permission!" After Zheng Jingyang was shocked, he asked a series of questions, trying not to get angry, but his eyes were about to burst into flames up.

The author has something to say:

Although the chapter on the 8th was issued before midnight, the number of words is too small, so I tried to add a little more later. . .