Feng moye will not refuse Cheng Ran's invitation, especially his wife at the moment. Her voice is gentle and soft, like a kitten tickling his heart.

He wanted to take his wife back to his room now, trying to hide her gentle appearance and show him alone.

"Go back to your room and eat fruit with your wife."

With that, Feng moye puts down his chopsticks, turns around and hugs Cheng ran and walks upstairs.

Zhang Ma stared at the many dishes left on the table and hurriedly asked.

"Young master, this dish..."

Cheng ran hurriedly replied, "throw it away."

"OK."

The two returned to the room for a few minutes. Zhang Ma helped them bring the fruit first.

Cheng ran picks an apple with a toothpick and hands it to Feng moye, but the man doesn't reach for it.

She picked Xiumei: "don't eat?"

"The wife eats first, I eat again."

It sounds like it's OK. Cheng ran doesn't think much. Just after putting the apple into his mouth, Feng moye suddenly came up and bit off the other half she hasn't had time to eat.

For a moment, Cheng Ran's brain was blank.

Feng moye chews slowly, and the smile at the bottom of his eyes becomes stronger and stronger, especially when he sees Cheng Ran's face at a loss.

His voice was low, as if he were deliberately bewitching.

"It's so sweet, but it's still not as sweet as my wife."

Cheng ran realized what he meant by that sentence just now. She ate first and then he ate later. This man is more and more like a human being.

Feng moye reaches out and pinches her face again, joking.

"Wife, you blush."

Cheng ran subconsciously patted her face. Does she blush?

Feng moye continued, "but it doesn't matter. This is my husband's routine operation. I'll get used to it in the future."

Cheng ran: "

The two people had a warm atmosphere. Cheng ran apologized to him while eating fruit.

"Sorry, I didn't let you have a satisfactory dinner today."

Feng moye raised his hand and rubbed her head. His words and deeds showed his love for Cheng ran. He couldn't hide it.

"Fool, you can cook for me personally. My husband is very satisfied. I really think I have the heart to let you cook for me every day?"

She is a woman with ideas, foresight and ambition. If she is confined to the family, she will be overqualified.

He also knows that Cheng Ran's future does not lie in her family. She can fly higher with her own ability.

Cheng ran half joked and asked him, "if, I said, if one day, I really want to cook for you every day, will you feel bad?"

"No, if you can really be a full-time wife, I will be happy, but I don't need you. For me, you are you. I hope you can keep all your preferences and your dreams. Your husband will support what you want to do. What I want is that you are yourself without change."

If it does change, it's not Cheng ran.

Why has he been trying to melt her cold heart these days, because he knows that this is not the real her, the real her has been buried in her heart.

The most real self.

It can be seen how much harm or blow it has brought to her. No one is willing to disguise himself unless he has to.

He is very distressed, but he can't say these words to Cheng ran. The girl's self-esteem is too strong. In addition, he doesn't know the specific situation. It's easy to tear her scar if he tells her his worries rashly.

For Cheng ran, he felt that he was running out of patience in his life.

Although Cheng ran now has a general understanding of what Feng moye is, every time he talks to him, he can always bring people a lot of surprises.

Just like now, if they were other men, they probably wouldn't like women to work outside. They prefer them to give consideration to their families, because if two people work together, they are easy to ignore their families.

But Feng moye is different from others. He really wants to let himself do what he wants to do and be the most real himself.

Her heart will be incomparably moved, but her perennial indifference is normal. Other girls may have been moved by men's words, but she just stays in her heart and looks indifferent.

Cheng ran feels that Feng moye has said this, and he should give him a bottom.

This is sincerity and feedback to him.

"Let me tell you something, too. I've never cooked food for others. All the things I've done that you see are the first time."

These things, she thought in the past, could not happen to herself. However, now, they all happened. Feng moye made an exception again and again.

After hearing what Cheng ran said, Feng moye was shocked for a moment at the bottom of his deep eyes.

"You... What you said is true?"

Cheng ran nodded: "well, I don't have to lie to you. You should see it yourself."

The next second, Feng moye suddenly picked Cheng ran up and turned several times.

"My wife is great. My wife is the best."

Cheng Ran is about to faint by him.

"Put me down quickly."

Feng moye has just put Cheng ran down. The man has kissed him. Cheng ran stands where she is. She just feels dizzy. Especially after several rounds, she hasn't slowed down. At this moment, she feels light and floating.

She put her hand on the man's arm to maintain her balance. At the moment, she closed her eyes and her brain was still turbid. She just felt that the man's kiss was fierce and was about to suffocate her.

I don't know how he got into bed.

Zhang's mother cooked the meal. Seeing that the two people had not come down yet, she was ready to go up and shout. When she came to the door, she was about to raise her hand, but she heard Cheng Ran's voice inside.

"Take it easy."

"Good, good."

Zhang's mother also came here. How could she not understand these boudoir words? She immediately covered her mouth and smiled secretly, and then turned and went downstairs.

Lord Feng has been sitting on the dining chair for a long time. They have a rule in closing the house. If people are not neat, they don't have dinner. The family should sit at the same table and have a round meal.

Seeing mom Zhang coming down, master Feng asked, "Mom Zhang, didn't you ask you to call them?"

Zhang's mother suddenly didn't know how to explain to master Feng. How could she speak to so many people.

When Feng Siqi saw Zhang's mother faltering for a long time, she became more and more curious and urged.

"Mom Zhang, you're talking."

"Well... I don't know what to say. It may be inconvenient for young grandma and young master at the moment."

Feng Siqi's face was black immediately. Feng Yanfei smiled gloating on one side, while Feng Changdong was expressionless. Only when master Feng heard the speech, he became angry as soon as he patted the table.

"What are these two people doing? Don't look at what time it is!"

Seeing that there was something wrong with the atmosphere, mother Zhang hurried to round up the scene.

"Master, it's a good thing for them to increase the relationship between husband and wife, so that you can have a great grandson as soon as possible."