Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

"Li Qingyan! I can't spare you!" A discordant voice sounded in the room, breaking the sweetness of the room.

Feng Heng frowned when he heard this, and said a word coldly to Gu Qianqian: "Get lost."

Gu Qianqian felt an insult that she had never felt before. With tears all over her face, she glanced at Li Qingyan resentfully, and was forced by Feng Heng's eyes to leave in disgrace.

Without this disharmonious factor, Li Qingyan couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief. She was trapped in the thick quilt, only a bulging head was exposed, and Feng Heng's hair on the opposite side was still wet, sticking to her head. The sharp temperament was weakened a bit, and with the gentle eyes, the whole person seemed softer.

Being watched by Feng Heng with such affectionate eyes, Li Qingyan couldn't help but blushed, and lowered her head, the room suddenly became a little more ambiguous.

"How do you feel now?" Feng Heng gently held her cheek, making the two of them look at each other, worry flashed in his eyes, and asked with concern.

"Feeling..." Li Qingyan's face turned even redder, like a glowing red apple, and she complained frantically in her heart: "Feeling, what should I say? Could it be that your kung fu is great, big brother, does she feel sore all over?"

Perhaps Li Qingyan's eyes were too resentful, a faint smile appeared on Feng Heng's face, and he said in a teasing tone: "I'm asking you... are there any sequelae?"

Feng Heng's eyes were too ambiguous, but his words were serious. Li Qingyan didn't have the courage to meet his eyes anymore, she took the quilt and hid in the quilt.

Feng Heng looked at the bulging mass on the bed, and finally laughed out loud.

I didn't realize that this woman had such a cute side before.

When he thought of seeing Li Qingyan, she was lying on the carpet alone, he felt suffocated, and wished that this woman Gu Qianqian would disappear completely. Fortunately, he rushed over as soon as he received the message, otherwise... No if.

He didn't dare to think about those bad consequences at all. He didn't fully understand his heart until the danger was around him, and he didn't know when he was tightly held by the woman in front of him.

Feng Heng stretched out his hand and took away Li Qingyan's quilt. A pair of wet, clean eyes fell into his eyes. He looked at her affectionately and said softly, "Qingyan, marry me!"

Li Qingyan thought she would be teased by Feng Heng again, facing this sudden marriage proposal, she was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to react.

She fixedly stared at Feng Heng's eyes, the deep eyes seemed to have a magical power, which made her want to sink in them...

Seeing that Li Qingyan was just staring at her in a daze, Feng Heng, who has always been calm, self-possessed and confident, panicked in his heart: "You don't want to?"

Hearing Feng Heng's words, Li Qingyan suddenly woke up from the dream. Seeing the lack of confidence in Feng Heng's eyes, Li Qingyan nodded without thinking: "I am willing, I am willing."

It wasn't until he finished speaking that he covered his mouth belatedly, thinking angrily, whether he was acting too eagerly, so he seemed so reserved...

"That's why you want to marry me?" Feng Heng's heart slowly fell after he got the answer he wanted. It's been a long time since he encountered anything that made him feel uneasy, but...it feels good.

"I hate it!" Li Qingyan couldn't help but raised her fist and hit him, why didn't she realize that this man was so vicious before!
Feng Heng accepted the light punch, and before she could take it back, he grabbed Li Qingyan and hugged Li Qingyan in his arms. Looking at her red lips, which were slightly grumbling and expressing dissatisfaction, he kissed her. up.

The delicate kiss devoured Li Qingyan's heart bit by bit, she opened her lips lightly, hugged Feng Heng's neck in response, and kissed deeply...

"Did you get married just like that?" When she woke up the next day, Li Qingyan still felt as unreal as if she was stepping on cotton. She walked out of the room carefully and saw the empty living room. disappointment.

"Leaving so early, man... Sure enough, you don't know how to cherish it when you get it?" Li Qingyan complained softly, and walked towards the kitchen alone, ready to see what to eat...

"Got it?" Suddenly a voice sounded from behind her. Li Qingyan turned her head stiffly when she heard the familiar voice, and saw Feng Heng holding a steaming cup of tea with a half-smile expression on his face. A bowl of noodles.

"You...why do you make no sound when you walk!" Li Qingyan asked guiltily, her gaze was already attracted by the face in Feng Heng's hand: "This...you did it?"

"Well, the servant has something to do today." Feng Heng didn't change his face when he told the lie, and he didn't admit that he sent the servant home early in the morning and spent a long time in the kitchen alone before he cooked up this bowl to meet his requirements. face.

"It looks delicious!" Li Qingyan's heart was warm, and she didn't hesitate to praise her, took it from his hand, and started to eat it.

After taking a bite of noodles, Li Qingyan had to lament the unfairness of the creator again, it was simply too delicious!How could there be such a perfect person, as if nothing could be difficult in his hands.

"Feng Heng, you are amazing! How can you know everything!" Li Qingyan praised vaguely while chomping on the noodles. After a while, a big bowl of noodles had already been filled in her stomach. Satisfied with a long sigh: "It's so delicious!"

Feng Heng sat across from her, with a smile in his eyes, seeing her leaning on the chair contentedly, stretching out his fingers to wipe the remaining sauce from the corner of her mouth.

"Ah! Did I forget you haven't had breakfast yet?"

She stood up embarrassingly: "I'll go prepare some food for you!" She just concentrated on enjoying Feng Heng's loving breakfast, and she didn't realize it at all. The servants are on vacation, so Feng Heng must have nothing to eat .

Feng Heng opened his mouth, wanting to say that he let the servant go after breakfast... Seeing Li Qingyan's expression of interest, he didn't say anything.

As a professional pastry chef, Li Qingyan didn't bother her at all when cooking Chinese food.

After a while, the rich breakfast was served, and Feng Heng ate it without changing his expression, receiving Li Qingyan's satisfied gaze...

After a warm morning, Li Qingyan came to the studio.

"Mr. Li, how were you... yesterday?" As soon as he entered the door of the studio, Xiao Zhao greeted him and asked with concern, his eyes were a little perturbed, looking at Li Qingyan, hesitant to speak.

"I'm fine, Xiao Zhao, come with me to the office." Li Qingyan smiled at Xiao Zhao.

"Xiao Zhao, have you been my assistant for three months?" As soon as he entered the door, Li Qingyan took off his coat, and Xiao Zhao took it and hung it on the hanger.

"Yes, Mr. Li, it will be exactly three months until tomorrow." Xiao Zhao replied obediently.