Hidden Marriage Sweet Wife Palm Pet

A beautiful figure hurried past, bringing with it a strong smell of perfume.

It was Zheng Xinyan!

Shen Yi pursed her lips lightly, rubbed her nose, and was about to step back when a clear breath approached from behind, diluting the pungent smell of perfume.

"Deng Ping's dogleg appearance really looks like a dog that Feng Yi raised." Feng Yucheng's mocking voice came from above his head.

The distance between the two was so close that Shen Yi could see the man's well-defined jaw and the finely distributed cyan stubble when he raised his head.

She moved two steps calmly, rubbing her hot earlobe, "The woman just now is the director of the marketing department here, Zheng Xinyan."

"The one who always troubles you?"

Shen Yishang looked at Feng Yucheng, opened his eyes in surprise, "How do you know?"

"Song Yu and Xiao Liu mentioned it." Feng Yucheng looked a little uncomfortable, and turned his head away.

After knocking, the waiter came to serve the food, and the two fell silent, paying attention to Feng Yi's movements.

The distance between the two tables was not too far, and Deng Ping did not deliberately lower his voice.

Shen Yi propped her chin and listened for a while. Deng Ping's flattering skills were top-notch, and most of them were nonsense. He only vaguely heard him mention a few times that 'the shipment' was coming soon.

"Xin Yan, hurry up and pour Dong Feng a drink, I'll accompany you, when Feng Dong returns to Yanchuan City, it's only a matter of one word to transfer you there!"

Shen Yi turned to look at Feng Yucheng, "Do people under Feng Yi like to engage in nepotism so much?"

In this way, the imperial court did not go bankrupt, and its assets were strong enough.

Feng Yucheng's eyes were cold, he cut off a piece of steak heavily with a knife in his hand, and sneered, "He has great ambitions, if you want those dogs to support him loyally, give him some small favors, if it doesn't involve his interests, why not?" Instead of doing it."

Regarding this, Shen Yi was noncommittal.

Because of Deng Ping's chatterbox, Feng Yi's table hadn't been quiet since he came in. During this period, Zheng Xinyan said a few coquettish words in her throat, which made Feng Yi very happy.

Shen Yi took a bite of the steak, thinking that Feng Yi had already married, she bitterly said, "Men don't have a good thing."

pat!

The fork in Feng Yucheng's hand was not steady, and it fell on the plate with a crisp sound.

He glanced at Shen Yi, who was gritting his teeth and cutting the steak into pieces, and he picked up the fork again with a calm expression, and said in a cool tone, "I need to remind you that apart from the difference in genetic makeup, men and women are also divided into good guys and bad guys , don’t kill everyone with a stick.”

"I know that, you are naturally an exception."

Although Feng Yucheng targeted Shen Yi in various ways when he just woke up, but he did help her many times.

Shen Yi responded too naturally.

Feng Yucheng paused, looked up, and asked her, "You really think so?"

"Naturally, in my heart, Mr. Feng can afford to be called a good man." Shen Yi raised her eyebrows, pursed her lips and smiled coquettishly, two dimples appeared on both sides of her cheeks.

The dim light of the restaurant cast a dense light on Shen Yi's body. At this moment, her bright appearance was unknowingly engraved in Feng Yucheng's heart.

Feng Yi's table ended very late, passing by Shen Yi's table, Feng Yi was supported by Deng Ping and Zheng Xinyan, and he groped Zheng Xinyan's body with one hand.

Shen Yi's eyes suddenly went dark, she was forced to turn her head, and looked at Feng Yucheng blankly.

"Cough, don't look at what you shouldn't look at." Feng Yucheng coughed covertly, turned his back to Shen Yi, and walked out of the screen first.

Shen Yi scratched her cheek, looked at Feng Yucheng's figure, narrowed her eyes suddenly, and smiled belatedly, and quickly chased after Feng Yucheng, walking beside Feng Yucheng, looking at him with great interest, "Are you shy?"

"What?" Feng Yucheng stopped abruptly, narrowing his eyes dangerously at Shen Yi.

Shen Yi was not afraid of him, she burst out laughing, pointed at Feng Yuchengjiao and said with a smile, "I didn't expect Mrs. Feng to be so innocent, no wonder I didn't let me wash it for you at the beginning... huh!"

The man covered Shen Yi's mouth with his big hand, and warned sullenly, "If you talk nonsense, your tongue will be cut off!"

Shen Yi laughed until her shoulders trembled, but she still nodded her head pretending to be sincere.

Looking at those clear eyes full of smiles, Feng Yucheng's heart beat twice faster.

The breath in his palm became scorching hot, he suddenly let go of his hand, and clenched it unnaturally.

Shen Yi rubbed the corner of her mouth, stared at Feng Yucheng solemnly, and accused him with a smile, "Feng Yucheng, I want to tell Grandpa that you are going to chop off my tongue!"

When the words fell, she made a face at Feng Yucheng and slipped away.

After taking two steps, the collar tightened, and Feng Yucheng dragged her back.

"Reporting? Shen Yi, you've got it!" Feng Yucheng looked at Shen Yi with a half-smile, and the palms holding her collar were faintly sweating.

Looking at each other, the man's clear breath and the woman's fragrance are mixed, and the atmosphere gradually becomes ambiguous.

The smile on Shen Yi's face froze, her eyes glanced away unnaturally, her earlobes gradually turned crimson.

She was like a turtle that couldn't wait to shrink back into its shell, but being held by the collar, she felt a bit of unspeakable embarrassment.

"Well, you put me down first, I was just joking just now!" How could Shen Yi be so bored and stab this kind of thing in front of the old man.

Feng Yucheng looked down at her struggling like a cat with teeth and claws, a faint smile appeared in his eyes, and his restless heart was filled with an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

"Aren't you afraid of being cut off by me?"

Shen Yi resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and sighed, "This is not funny at all!"

The next second, Feng Yucheng let go of his hand, grabbed Shen Yi's arm, and warned her in a low voice, "Follow me."

Shen Yi lowered her head depressed and straightened her clothes, saying "Oh".

Where she couldn't see, Feng Yucheng's eyes were filled with a faint smile.

When the two came out of the restaurant, Feng Yi had already left, but Shen Yi saw Zheng Xinyan on the side of the road.

She was crying, half of her cheeks were red and swollen, and she was covering the neckline of her skirt with one hand, looking extremely embarrassed.

The car passed by her quickly, Shen Yi then turned her head, frowning in thought.

"Feng Yi's wine is not good." Feng Yucheng leaned on the back of the chair and closed his eyes to rest his mind. With a lazy voice, he answered Shen Yi's doubts, "He will fight when he is drunk, and his mood is unstable. The one just now should be Said something that made him unhappy."

To sum it up, Feng Yi is suspicious and sensitive in his heart, and he can't usually see it, but he can't restrain himself when he's drunk.

"Zheng Xinyan is very close to Deng Ping, I should be able to get something out of her!"

Feng Yucheng was a little surprised, he thought Shen Yi would take pity on that woman, but it seemed that he was overthinking it.

"Up to you." Feng Yucheng didn't think that Zheng Xinyan knew anything, but Shen Yi wanted to do it, so he didn't deny it.

Back at the apartment, Song Yu had already returned, and I don't know how long he had been waiting at the door.

Shen Yi opened the door to let Song Yu in, went to the kitchen and poured two glasses of water to Feng Yucheng and Song Yu, and asked, "Are there any problems with the people on the construction site?"