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What did he say? To remove Yan Naier's endorsement?

Mu Qinghuan was suddenly stunned!

In the past, she didn't know why Feng Cheng wasn't willing to remove Yan Naier.

But now, she understood that Yan Naier was the one who was flattering her. If he had secretly cancelled Yan Naier's activities, then what would be lost would be his own waist purse.

The aspect of money was easy to talk about. The key thing was, if this endorsement was made by some other star who replaced Yan Naier, then it would undoubtedly affect Yan Naier's public influence.

The national goddess … This was the name of how much effort had been precipitated.

Destroying it all at once was too much of a pity.

If Feng Cheng dropped Yan Naier's endorsement and shaken Yan Naier's position, then, who would take over Yan Naier?

Thinking about it this way, Mu Qinghuan suddenly felt that she was too willful, and did not understand at all. If she knew that he was the Fourth Brother, she would definitely not be magnanimous to Yan Naier.

However, it was hard to buy with a thousand gold coins.

Mu Qinghuan was too shocked, she stood there in a daze and looked at Feng Cheng, as though he was looking at a strange item.

Huangfu Han's eyes darkened. He did not understand, what did Feng Cheng's previous endorsement mean?

"Why are you still relying on me?" Feng Cheng looked at Huangfu Han disdainfully, then glared at him.

"Huh?" Mu Qinghuan's eyes were wide opened, at that moment she only had eyes for Feng Cheng!

What a fool she was! Feng Cheng could only remind her, "Say goodbye to your brother-in-law!"

"Brother-in-law, goodbye!" With that, Mu Qinghuan carried Feng Cheng's wrist with both of her hands and walked over to where there was no one around, continuously digesting the words Feng Cheng had said before, and asked in disbelief: "Feng, Feng Xiaoer, is what you said true?"

"What did I say?" He pretended not to know.

"With Yan Naier's endorsement!" What, he lied to her?

"Yes, it's true." Lowering his head, Feng Cheng felt as if he could see brilliant fireworks in Mu Qinghuan's eyes, and his emotions started to ease up as well.

he asked. "Are you happy?"

Happy? It was necessary!

Every time he saw Yan Naier being so poor, he would really want to knock her out with a hammer.

"Are you serious?" Mu Qinghuan questioned him.

"Really." Feng Cheng took out his mobile phone and called Feng's right in front of him, stopping all activities with him.

"Ahhh, Fourth Brother …!" Before Tina could explode in shock, Feng Cheng decisively closed his phone.

Other than that, Feng Cheng did not inform Yan Naier. One of the reasons was because he had to notify Yan Naier, because Yan Naier would definitely be crying.

Secondly, Tina was not someone who was easy to deal with. After knowing about his actions, Tina would take care of any issues or issues that arose from him.

Putting away the phone, Feng Cheng rolled up his pants pocket with one hand and wrapped his arm around Mu Qinghuan's waist with the other, "Do you think that my sincerity is enough?"

This time, he was digging his own grave. Who knew how much of Grandpa Mao he was going to lose?

"Makes sense." Afraid that she would laugh out loud in happiness, Mu Qinghuan felt extremely satisfied in her heart.

Yan Naier once said that she, Yan Naier, was different to the Fourth Brother.

Right now, she, Mu Qinghuan, had broken this point …

He really wanted to live a good life with her.

"That... You should get the endorsements back. " Mu Qinghuan frowned, she did not want to disturb his work.

"Have you forgotten? I've said it before, my life will never be turned back. " Feng Cheng stroked her teardrop mark, "In the future, you are not allowed to run away from home, you are not allowed to drink with the opposite sex, you must give me a call when you return home late."

This determined Mu Qinghuan's tempo.

"What about you?" Mu Qinghuan felt that they were of equal gender. If he let her do it, he had to do it too.

"I can't drink with the opposite sex, I can't do it. I have to drink two cups when I talk about business." Feng Cheng was also quite calm.

"I heard from Sixth Brother that when you sign for a female celebrity, you need to use a beautiful guy's trick." Tilting her head, Mu Qinghuan squeezed his muscles like she was drooling and asked in a gossipy tone, "Is there something like this?"

"Just eat, if that counts." What is he, a duck?

Moreover, he praised those who were above the top celebrities. He disdained to deal with those who were above the top.

"You're the only one I want to serve with Feng Xiao Cheng." Could Feng Cheng's words be any clearer?

"Can you be more reserved?" At least he's a Fourth Brother, it's not like he had never seen women before, where Mu Qinghuan held onto his waist.

"I've gone mad. Being reserved towards my own wife is not being reserved, but extremely sultry!" Lowering his head, he aimed at Mu Qinghuan's small mouth and bit at it repeatedly, only letting her go after Mu Qinghuan continued to beg for mercy.

Since this was the Mu family's residence, he didn't want anyone to take a good look at him.

"Give it to me tonight." Just as Feng Cheng finished speaking, his face immediately flushed red.

She was very obedient, so she didn't say anything.

"Wear it sexier, the sexy underwear that Sun Ziyang gave you is not bad, if you have time buy a few more, I like it …" I like it so much that I can't control it every time. " The corner of his mouth pressed against the deep red of Mu Qinghuan's ears, Feng Cheng laughed sinisterly, "Little thing, I really want you now."

"You, go away." Mu Qinghuan pretended to be serious and ran off.

At night, Feng Cheng intentionally put Xinxin to sleep, tugged on his tie a few times, pushed open the door of the bedroom, and revealed a smile in his eyes. He closed the door, and looked at the big bed.

"Wear it?" Holding her soft and boneless little hand, Feng Cheng pressed down onto her directly through the bed sheet.

"That... "Me." Swallowing her saliva a few times, why did Mu Qinghuan feel like she was a lamb waiting to be slaughtered?

Feng Cheng immediately covered her small mouth and fingers with magic. He pushed away the sheets between the two of them little by little and couldn't wait to touch her body, only to find a thick layer of pajamas. No wonder her face was red, it was hot!

Just take off your pants and show him this?

"Why aren't you wearing it? Not for you to wear that? " Feng Cheng stretched out his hand to pull Mu Qinghuan's collar, wanting to see the spring light inside.

"What are you doing?" Mu Qinghuan was a little unable to let it go.

"Stop teasing me, let me see, it's not like I haven't seen it before, what are you shy about?" In the end, Feng Cheng lost a lot of strength and realized that she was wearing cotton sweater and cotton pants under her pajamas.

"What's there to look at? I usually wear it like that. It's too cold, how about we cover it up with a blanket?" Like a fish, Mu Qinghuan tried to slip into the bed sheet quietly, but she was pulled out by the strong palm.

"Just how many layers are you wearing? Are you hot?" Feng Cheng asked in a serious tone.

"No, it's not hot at all …" Mu Qinghuan was afraid that tonight would be a fierce battle, she might as well forget about it. It was better not to do it, she was afraid that she would not be able to get up from bed tomorrow and would be laughed at by Sun Ziyang.

"Don't move, I'll help you take it off." Not knowing where to start, Feng Cheng decided to just take out the few pieces of fabric. It was torn apart!