"Why did you suddenly want to move here?" Feng Qianxue asked curiously.

"Because you..." Ye Zhenting changed his words to his lips, "Because you are very annoying, I woke me up so early in the morning, which made me unable to sleep well. So I might as well move them over here to sleep a little longer."

Feng Qianxue looked at his pretending to be indifferent and couldn't help laughing: "So, do you want to get closer to me and see me more every day?"

"I want to see you." Ye Zhenting looked disdainful.

"Is that so? Then I'll leave..." Feng Qianxue made a move and was about to leave.

"Dare you?" Ye Zhenting immediately grabbed her hand and pulled her into his arms.

Due to inertia, Feng Qianxue fell on his lap. The two of them were very close to each other. She could even see her own shadow in his pupils, so clearly...

Ye Zhenting held her face with one hand and gently rubbed her tender lips with his thumb: "Why is the face swollen?"

Feng Qianxue then remembered that she was slapped by Ling Long at noon today, and suddenly became angry in her heart and said angrily: "It's not thanks to you."

"Hmm?" Ye Zhenting frowned, "Ling Long beat him?"

"I also slapped her back." Feng Qianxue pretended to be cold and arrogant.

"I finally grew up." Ye Zhenting curled the corners of his lips.

"Are you praising me?" Feng Qianxue was surprised.

"What else?" Ye Zhenting pinched her chin and ordered solemnly, "Be my woman, don't be too timid. Whoever hits you, just call me back!"

“….”

Feng Qianxue thought she had heard it wrong, and was stunned for a long time before she realized, "She is your fiancée."

"The old man is determined to do his own thing, it's not my intention." Ye Zhenting said lightly.

"Don't you want to marry Ling Long?" Feng Qianxue asked tentatively, "Then why do you agree?"

"I didn't agree..." Ye Zhenting said, then asked back, "Don't you hope I get married sooner and get rid of me sooner?"

"I don't have..." Feng Qianxue suddenly panicked, "I just, just..."

"Just what?" Ye Zhenting looked forward to her answer.

"If you really want to get married, can I still stop you?" Feng Qianxue expressed her true feelings, "I can't change anything. What else can I do if I don't say that?"

"So, you don't want me to get married?" Ye Zhenting's eyes flashed with strange light, "You like me, right?"

Feng Qianxue bit her lower lip, thought seriously, and answered seriously: "When you are not violent, you should like it... But when you lose your temper, you don't like it."

"..." Ye Zhenting frowned, "What the hell?"

"Anyway, I just like it sometimes sometimes and sometimes I don't like it." Feng Qianxue held his face and took the opportunity to ask, "If you promise not to lose your temper again, I will always like you..."

"It depends on your performance." Ye Zhenting's hand reached into her skirt and slowly slid upwards. Her sexy thin lips kissed her earlobes, "Do you like this?"

"Don't like it...woo..."

Before Feng Qianxue could finish her words, she was blocked by Ye Zhenting's passionate kiss.

She couldn't move in his arms, so she could only let him spread her legs apart, let her sit on him, and lead her to try a new experience...

It was another passionate night, but on this night, the two people who opened their hearts closer together, and the love became even more lingering and affectionate.

The two of them enjoyed the beauty of love.

In the middle of the night, the two of them hugged each other in bed. Ye Zhenting stroked Feng Qianxue's soft long hair, kissed her forehead, and said gently: "When you were good, you were very cute..."

"So too." Feng Qianxue rubbed her arms into his arms, rubbing her little face against his neck, "I'm very gentle when I don't lose my temper."


Chapter completed!