He looked like he was begging for praise, just like a three-year-old naughty boy.
"..." Yang Qianyu looked at him indifferently.
"Qianqian, that child really has nothing to do with me." Now that the words had reached this point, Feng Moyan simply made his thoughts clearer.
Anyway, he already had no dignity or face in front of her.
"After the divorce... I was disheartened. At that time, I had the intention of never marrying for the rest of my life, or maybe... I subconsciously thought that I would remarry you one day and start over, so I really never thought about marrying someone else.
woman."
"But Yang Caiyue said that she was a successful match with Shiwen and was willing to donate a kidney. Liang Xingfeng met with my parents and secretly expressed her hope that her daughter would marry into the Feng family so that she would be secure for the rest of her life."
"Shiwen is my sister after all. You said that in that situation, as the elder brother, I couldn't save her. Didn't I even agree to such a request?"
"After I got engaged to her, we looked close to the outside world, but in fact I kept a distance from her. Not long after, Xixi suddenly came to me. After I had my daughter, I devoted myself to my daughter and became even more distant from her.
."
His attitude was sincere, and he looked like the sun and the moon were the evidence of heaven and earth, which made Yang Qianyu not know what to say.
Over the years, Fei Fei mentioned him a few times, always calling him a scumbag, a brainless person, a bastard, an adulterer, and so on, which meant that he was deceived by Yang Caiyue, and they couldn't distinguish between right and wrong.
It's not a good thing, it just smells the same.
She had always thought so, feeling that Feng Moyan had stopped loving her a long time ago, and was so smitten by Yang Caiyue's seduction that she became unconscious.
But what he said now completely subverted her previous understanding.
Thinking of the man's mouth, what a liar, even though Yang Qianyu's heart was shaken, she still said nothing.
"You have no feelings for her, how can you still pamper her so much? Give her a complete set of customized jewelry?" The woman said with ridicule, her eyes full of suspicion.
Feng Moyan knew what she was talking about, so he smiled helplessly and explained: "She loves vanity. In the past few years she has been with me, she has bought countless jewelry, clothes, and bags. I thought she saved Shi Wen.
One life, what’s that little money?”
"As for customized Venus jewelry, I don't know where she heard it. It was said that this brand is favored by European royal families and the designers are very cool. You can't buy it with money."
"She probably wanted to show off in the circle. She mentioned it to me several times and said she wanted to order the wedding jewelry as soon as possible. I was so annoyed by her that I agreed."
Yang Qianyu was quite dissatisfied when she heard the sentence "The designer is very cool" and asked, "Where did I lose my temper?"
"That's not what I said." Mr. Feng quickly clarified, but then asked again, "Don't you dare? I spent several times the deposit to invite you back to China."
Speaking of this matter, Yang Qianyu became even more annoyed, "Oh, if I hadn't wanted to come back to see Xixi, I wouldn't bother to take care of you if you did it ten times more."
"So, you are just dragging me."
"..." The woman was too lazy to explain and simply remained silent.
In fact, she is not trying to be a big name or putting on airs, but just depends on her eyesight.
She always stayed away from customers who liked to make trouble without reason.
There was silence between the two of them, and the man stared at her carefully, carefully observing every expression on her face.
Seeing that she seemed to be looser, Feng Moyan became bolder again, lowered his head and moved closer to her, "Qianqian..."
"What are you doing!" A hot breath suddenly swept across her cheek, and Yang Qianyu was startled. Only then did she realize that she had been held in his arms and talking for so long, so she immediately pushed him away and turned around.
Feng Moyan followed and hugged her from behind.
Yang Qianyu was not considered petite, but in front of Feng Moyan, who was almost 1.9 meters tall, she was indeed petite.
He hugged her from behind, like a mountain pressing down on her, and the woman was completely enveloped.
The inertia of the man rushing towards her made her fall forward, and she became even more angry.
"Feng Moyan! You——"
"Qianqian, believe me...really, you are the only one from the beginning to the end." The man's handsome face was buried in the side of her neck, and his thin lips were right next to her ear.
The woman struggled in his arms, pushing her elbows back, but the more she struggled, the more excited the man became.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the bed next to him. Feng Moyan suddenly felt an impulse and pulled her down onto the bed together.
Fortunately, the two of them fell down while lying on their sides, otherwise Yang Qianyu's bones would have been broken if his height and weight were pressed down!
"Feng Moyan! You bastard!"
Yang Qianyu was furious, and alarm bells blared in her head.
What a scoundrel! A gangster!
What was he thinking that she didn't know?
No matter how many confessions you say, no matter how many sweet words you utter, they are all just to trick her into going to bed!
She doesn't understand. They are both women. Does it make any difference which one I sleep with?
He even went so far as to pretend to be loyal.
Feng Moyan admitted that he was a little anxious and out of control, but he just didn't want to control it.
For several months, he had been suffering every day, wanting to hold her in his arms, kiss her and sleep with her. He couldn't sleep at night and couldn't even eat.
He also hated himself.
There are many women who are younger and more beautiful than her, but he just doesn't like her. All he sees in his eyes and thinks in his heart is her.
This woman must have cast a spell on him and snatched away his soul.
During the struggle, the man turned over and pressed her down, his tall and straight body slightly propped up.
Yang Qian was panting, lying flat on his back with his wrists pressed down, glaring angrily.
"Qianqian...you believe me, okay?"
"I miss you, I've thought about it for a long time... let's make peace, I don't want to waste any more time..."
"Qianqian, I was wrong, very wrong... If you give me a chance to make up for it, I will definitely make up for it, okay?"
Feng Moyan looked down at the beautiful woman trapped by him as if he was in a daze, and he spoke the words that were deep in his heart.
But Yang Qianyu, who was burned with anger, couldn't listen to a word.
The two looked at each other, and the air seemed to have stopped flowing.
Feng Moyan thought that she had finally been influenced by him and was finally willing to compromise.
So, he kissed her in a confused and ecstatic manner, tenderly, meticulously and caringly.
The woman didn't struggle or stop him.
However, when his hand touched her neck, she asked calmly and slowly: "Are you satisfied this time and you will stop pestering me?"
The strong body suddenly started and stopped.
"If so, then you can do whatever you want. After tonight, we will go back to the bridge and go back to the road, and I will take Xixi with me."
Feng Moyan slowly raised his head, his eyes as heavy as a cold cave, staring at her sinisterly and menacingly.
"I've said so much, and this is how you understand it?" he said, his tone extremely disappointed.
"That's not it?"
"..." The man was speechless. The big palm he just moved to her neck seemed to strangle her neck.