President Daddy, you have to be good

It was raining heavily outside, even Feng Jiuci who was sitting in the car could clearly hear the sound of the rain outside.

Taking off Qin Weiqian's wet coat, Feng Jiuci was about to take off his coat and give it to her.

Seeing this scene, Qin Weiqian smiled, smiling very sadly, the bright light in her eyes gradually dimmed: "It's coming again, isn't it..."

He is a devil!

Qin Weiqian didn't want to struggle anymore, and she didn't have that much strength.

Forget it, anyway, it was the same as the last time and the last two times, so what is there to resist?

She's already so dirty...

Turning her face away, tears of grievance silently fell from the corner of her eyes...

Feng Jiuci's cold hands caressed her beautiful face, silently covered her with his coat, and attached himself to the girl's forehead to leave a kiss, very gentle...

It's like a hallucination!

When Qin Weiqian looked back at him, he had already got up and left, went to the driver's seat, and drove the car back to Feng's house.

Hearing Feng Jiuci's words, the butler came over with an umbrella and brought a blanket from a distance.

Feng Jiuci put the blanket on Qin Weiqian's body, and carried her into Feng's house.

"Where's Doudou?" After entering the house, Feng Jiuci asked.

The housekeeper said: "It's upstairs, he hasn't slept yet, the old lady is with him, and he hasn't slept yet."

"I see." Feng Jiuci carried Qin Weiqian upstairs and put her in his room.

When Mrs. Feng learned that Feng Jiuci was back, she went to his bedroom immediately, and when she was about to knock on the door, Feng Jiuci came out.

"Mom, still not sleeping?" Feng Jiuci asked.

Mrs. Feng said: "Doudou has been crying since she came back, saying that you bullied her mommy, is there such a thing?"

"Yes." Feng Jiuci did not deny it.

Old Madam Feng said: "You bastard, what are you doing to bully your child's mother!"

Feng Jiuci said: "This is my own business, don't worry about it."

"How can I not care? This child was close to me before, just because of you to bully other people's mother, well, Doudou doesn't sleep anymore, her eyes are swollen, if you continue like this, don't blame me to deal with you !"

Mrs. Feng only has Doudou in her eyes, and no one except Doudou.

Feng Jiuci made her baby Doudou feel sad, and Feng Jiuci deserves to die without pardon!

"Okay, Mom, let's talk about something later, let the kitchen prepare some food first." Feng Jiuci interrupted Mrs. Feng's words.

Old Madam Feng looked up and down and looked at Feng Jiuci with a somewhat downcast look: "It's raining?"

Feng Jiuci did not answer yes.

Old Madam Feng said: "You are so handsome, but you insist on turning yourself into a ruined chicken. How can I expect you to marry a wife? Still want to eat? No, you can do it yourself!"

"Okay." Feng Jiuci only responded lightly, and walked past the old lady sideways.

Old Madam Feng was very shocked. Her son rarely cooks, and hasn't been in the kitchen once in hundreds of years. What happened tonight?

The old lady thought that Feng Jiuci was starving, and saw that he was making porridge after entering the kitchen. She remembered that Feng Jiuci didn't like to eat these in the middle of the night, it was too troublesome, and it was the most convenient way to find Feng Jiuci if he really wanted to do it. And fast, fried steak or instant noodles, porridge is the first time.

"Master, did you come back by yourself tonight?" Mrs. Feng asked.

The housekeeper replied in a low voice: "And his assistant, Qin Weiqian."

"That girl is here too? Why didn't I see it?" Old Madam Feng was very surprised.

The housekeeper said: "Assistant Qin was carried back by the young master, and for some reason, her face was pale, and the young master asked me to find a blanket for her to wrap her in, maybe it was because she was afraid of the wind, I thought she should look like that. It's sick."

"So my son is making porridge for his little assistant?" Old Madam Feng said with a black face, "I don't even get this kind of treatment as a mother."

When the butler heard this, he smiled and said, "Madam was joking, the young master still loves you very much."

"Hmph, if he really has that kind of respect for me, he won't be angry at me for not having a child at such a young age, so that I can only covet other people's grandchildren and be humiliated by those old women!" Thinking of this incident, Old Madam Feng became angry.

The housekeeper was also very helpless: "Master, maybe you haven't met someone you like."

"The only thing he likes is Qin Wan'er, the white lotus flower. She's so charming. What's so good about it?" Mrs. Feng cursed, and continued, "Qin Wan'er is not as good as his little assistant. By the way, which guest room does his little assistant live in?" ?”

"Go back to the old lady, she lives in the young master's room." said the housekeeper.

Old Madam Feng was stunned: "Say it again, where do you live?"

"Master's room." The housekeeper smiled,

Old Madam Feng frowned tightly: "How can the good Jiu Ci let an outsider sleep in your bedroom, are you sure you read it right?"

"No." The housekeeper shook his head. Seeing that the old lady still didn't believe it, he continued, "Maybe the old lady didn't know that Assistant Qin had some marks on her back when she came back."

"What trace?" Old Madam Feng narrowed her eyes dangerously.

"It's probably the kind of trace left by the young master!" The housekeeper emphasized the last few words.

Even if she ate again, Old Madam Feng would still be able to react, with a sullen face: "No way? I'm pretty sure about my son's sexual orientation!"

The housekeeper was a little dumbfounded: "Madam, the young master should be a normal man."

"That's not necessarily true." Mrs. Feng strongly denied it.

The butler was at a loss for words, and suddenly didn't know what to say. It was rare to see someone so insulting to his own son.

However, although Old Madam Feng said so, she was not blind. After raising her son for so many years, when did she take the initiative to cook?It was still in the middle of the night, so he must have been very concerned about it.

This Assistant Qin seemed to be more than just an assistant.

Old Madam Feng said: "I'll go to the young master's room. If there's anything, please let me know."

"Isn't that good?" The housekeeper felt that the old lady was looking for trouble for Qin Weiqian.

"I'll go over there to see if there's anything wrong." Mrs. Feng walked straight towards Feng Jiuci's bedroom, and unexpectedly found that he had locked the door behind her back. She knocked on the door, but no one responded.

"This boy, are you so afraid that I will disturb that child?" Old Madam Feng scolded Feng Jiuci in a low voice, and then thought about Qin Weiqian, isn't Qi Ziheng's girlfriend?

No wonder Qi Ziheng didn't like to call her to say hello recently. Could it be that he knew that his girlfriend was stolen by his son?

Forget it.

Old Madam Feng was too lazy to answer.

After Feng Jiuci cooked the porridge, he divided it into two parts, one for the servant to deliver to Doudou's bedroom, and one for Qin Weiqian himself.

He stayed up for a long time, and put in ingredients to nourish his stomach, but Qin Weiqian didn't eat a single bite, and lay motionless on the bed without even looking at Feng Jiuci, wrapping her body tightly in the quilt.

On the servant's side, Doudou didn't eat it, so the servant ran to report to Feng Jiuci when he had no other choice.

"You mother and son are deliberately trying to get along with me?" Feng Jiuci asked sharply.

The girl on the bed was still motionless, her whole body was almost circled in the center of the bed, and the quilt on her body covered more than half of her head.

Playing dead!

It's fine if you don't eat Doudou, I ate something in the evening, but Qin Weiqian...

In anger, Feng Jiuci really wanted to pour out the porridge that he had just made, and let Qin Weiqian starve to death, but thinking of her stomach trouble, thinking of her trembling with pain and her face turning pale in pain, Feng Jiuci couldn't bear it. Living.

"Get up." Feng Jiuci ordered.

The girl on the bed was unimpressed.

The man stood by the bed, his dark eyes were covered with ice. He knew that Qin Weiqian was still angry. If there were other things, Feng Jiuci might be able to tolerate her for a little bit, but what Feng Jiuci couldn't bear was——she took Playing around with your own body.

He ruthlessly warned: "I'll call Doudou, you find suitable clothes and change yourself, if you don't get up to eat before I come back, I will throw you mother and child down the stairs together."