C569 That bracelet

Feng Cheng laughed lightly, and whispered into her ear, "Raise your hands."

Subconsciously, Mu Qinghuan raised her hands and said, "I was forced to do this."

"…" Yan Naier facepalmed, and almost fainted.

"Did you see that? Everyone wants you to undergo surgery to regain your strength!" Ming Chengyu patted Yan Naier's shoulders lightly.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Naier nodded her head heavily. Perhaps it was because of everyone's encouragement, she was willing to undergo the operation.

Then, Yan Naier cared the most about Mr. Zhao's attitude, "If I become uglier …"

"Relax …" The Mr. Zhao chuckled and comforted, "I will stay by your side."

"Alright, your words …" Yan Naier was incomparably grateful as she said confidently, "I'm willing to try."

After she finished speaking, Yan Naier hugged Mr. Zhao, "I'll go and take the test tomorrow, and then I'll have the surgery soon. You make me some delicious food."

Seeing Yan Naier and Mr. Zhao singing one song after another, Ming Chengyu felt extremely awkward.

He had learned to be quiet, though, and stood watching her.

He was learning from Yan Naier and Mr. Zhao's current interaction style …

Shallow Bay.

At ten in the evening, the lights were soft.

In the bedroom.

Mu Qinghuan stayed in the bathroom for nearly an hour, but still didn't come out.

Feng Cheng laid on the bed, waiting impatiently, he knocked the door, "Is it ready?"

"I'm putting on my clothes …"

"You don't need to wear it, you'll have to take it off later …" Feng Cheng coughed a little, and continued, "If you like to wear it, you have to pretend to wear it slowly."

Hearing this, why did it seem so strange?

Mu Qinghuan pursed her lips, boldly wrapped herself in a towel and jumped out, "I'm done with my bath."

"Oh, I don't need to wash." With that, Feng Cheng began to undress.

"Go wash." Mu Qinghuan pretended to be calm and walked over to the bedside.

Since they were living together, this kind of thing was unavoidable, but Mu Qinghuan was still not used to it.

"How did we have a son?" Mu Qinghuan was extremely curious.

"This …" Feng Cheng said, "I'm going to take a bath first."

"Tsk." Mu Qinghuan laid on the bed, like a hen that was hatching a small chicken. She didn't want to sleep on the bed, instead, she sat on the side of the bed, like a concubine waiting for her favorite.

Five minutes later, Feng Cheng finally finished bathing. He casually wiped off the water droplets on his body, and coolly walked out.

Ah--!" Clutching her face, Mu Qinghuan was so agitated by the severity of the situation that she immediately buried her head in the bed sheet.

Feng Cheng sized himself up, and did not feel that anything was wrong. He continued to walk forward, and extended his hand to grab hold of her PP.

"Go to hell!"

"How?"

"Don't say anything!"

"What's wrong …" Feng Cheng raised his eyebrows, "Are you shy?"

"I'm not a little girl, how can I be shy …" Biting onto the sheet, Mu Qinghuan felt like she was being tortured, and was in a miserable state.

"It hasn't started yet, don't be silly …" Feng Cheng kissed her cheek from behind, little by little, with incomparable gentleness.

At first, Mu Qinghuan only wanted to resist, but the feeling he gave her was that she was a treasure. Mu Qinghuan gradually relaxed and followed his rhythm, taking the initiative to kiss him.

"You learned very quickly …"

"…" Mu Qinghuan slowly regained her senses, her eyes filled with a misty look.

Feng Cheng could not help but take his lower jaw and kiss her mouth again.

"Ugh …" Turning around, Mu Qinghuan hugged onto his waist.

This situation was a natural one, and there was nothing uncomfortable about it.

Slowly, Mu Qinghuan laid her face on his chest, "Um, have we started yet?"

"In progress …" Feng Cheng taught her, "Now is the foreplay …"

"Alright, you don't have to say it. I understand." Mu Qinghuan blushed deeply as she covered his lips like she was doing something bad.

Instead of getting angry, Feng Cheng laughed, took her small hands and continued to kiss her.

"Between you and Hei Juesi … Is it over? " Mu Qinghuan asked curiously. Can you help her look for memories wholeheartedly now?

"The tender is only for the first battle …" With a little certainty in his eyes, Feng Cheng sneered, "I will take my revenge one by one."

Not knowing why, Mu Qinghuan did not like seeing his vicious expression, but she laid quietly on his chest, her heart beating erratically.

"Now, it has really begun …"

Saying that, he suddenly …

Ahhh!

She really didn't get out of bed the whole night.

Even worse, he still wouldn't let her go in the morning.

She thought … Just once.

But he didn't expect that...

He was so persistent …

Patting her face, Mu Qinghuan slept soundly. When she woke up again, it was already evening.

Di Group.

"Hei Juesi has suffered a huge loss, so he can't make any moves for the time being. He'll be more careful in the future as well." Tang Ming closed the document, only to see Feng Cheng being careless, yawning from time to time, and he asked while smiling: "Last night …."

"I was too tired from looking at the documents …" Feng Cheng arrogantly said, "I just looked at the documents all night long. What, do you have any objections?"

"The battle is very intense …" Tang Ming pointed to his neck, "You have some strawberries here."

"It shouldn't be …" Feng Cheng immediately extended his hand to touch it. It was weird, she did not know anything, and actually intentionally bit his neck. In such an obvious place, was he afraid that others would not be able to see?

"Heh." Tang Ming lowered his head and laughed bitterly, "Fourth Brother, I told you before not to play too much."

"I know." Feng Cheng smiled, he was in a good mood, "I know what I'm doing."

"Oh right, this is the information of the Lan family." Tang Ming asked in confusion, "Fourth Brother, do you really plan to buy it?"

"Mm, I'll buy it." Two years ago, if not for him, Hei Juesi would not have acted against the Lan family.

"Alright, I'll start now. Buying this company is also good …" Tang Ming thought, "It just happens to make up for the lack of resources we have at home."

Holding the document, Tang Ming calmly thought about how he could buy the Lan family from Hei Juesi.

Ding! The elevator rang.

On the left side, Ouyang Meiluo was dressed beautifully, wearing a short skirt with perfect makeup, as if she was walking on a red carpet that sparkled.

On the right side, Mu Qinghuan was carrying a thermal box. She was dressed normally, wearing a simple white dress, there was nothing special about her.

If one were to say what was special about it, it would be Mu Qinghuan's smiling face.

"NIKI." Seeing that Feng Cheng was walking out of the office with his briefcase and looked like he was about to go out for a meeting, Ouyang Meiluo excitedly ran over and grabbed his wrist, "It's been a while since you last contacted me, what are you doing?"

"Second Brother …"

The ground beneath her feet shook, Mu Qinghuan hugged onto her heat preservation box, and stared blankly at Feng Cheng.

When she looked at Ouyang Meiluo again, she felt pain from the bracelet on her wrist.

She asked, "Feng Cheng, what do you mean?"