Flash Marriage Wife: The Cold-Blooded President Dotes Too Much

After finishing the meal, An Xiaojing took a chopstick of food for Leng Yichen, and another chopstick of food for Xiao Li.

It's rare, it's rare to eat Chinese food, it's made by An Xiaojing herself.

So Leng Yichen will eat very seriously.

Xiao Li was even more happy, his mouth was full.

Several people are in a very good mood.

"Xiao Li, how's it going? Is Mommy's cooking delicious?" An Xiaojing looked at the well-behaved Xiao Li beside her, raised the corners of her lips, rolled her eyes with a smile, and asked softly.

"Delicious!" Xiaoli stuffed his mouth full, raised his head, his eyes sparkled, and uttered two vague words to An Xiaojing with difficulty.

An Xiaojing immediately smiled and patted Xiaoli's head.

"If it's delicious, Mommy will make it for you later."

"Yeah!"

Leng Yichen looked at the mother and son, eating in silence, but felt a soft spot in his heart was deeply touched.

These are his two most important people.

It's his weakness.

No one can touch it!

"It's great to have you." Leng Yichen suddenly uttered a word in a low voice, the voice was so small that only he himself could hear what he said.

"What did you say?" An Xiaojing raised her head and looked at him suspiciously.

"Xiaojing, this kind of life has always been my dream, but I never thought it would come true now."

An Xiaojing raised her head and looked seriously at Leng Yichen's face and his beautiful eyes.

It seems that it will fall into it.

After dinner, Uncle Lin and his servants cleared the dining table.

After An Xiaojing and Leng Yichen took care of Xiaoli to sleep, An Xiaojing went back to her room to rest, while Leng Yichen went to the study.

"That coffin is a bit strange..." Leng Yichen said in a low voice, while turning on his computer, he was thinking and recalling what he saw today.

He felt that the coffin was not made of ordinary wood, and the texture was a bit weird.

I searched the internet and found nothing, Leng Yichen shifted his target to piles of books on the bookshelf.

I have read several books and there is no record.

The door was opened suddenly, An Xiaojing came out and handed him a glass of water.

It was also a long time since she returned to her room, and she didn't see Leng Yichen coming to sleep, so she felt a little uneasy.

Now when Leng Yichen is not by her side, she will feel very insecure.

But when you see him, he seems to be looking for something.

An Xiaojing couldn't help feeling a little curious.

"What are you looking for? Do you need me to help you?"

Near Leng Yichen, An Xiaojing asked seriously.

"It's okay, go to sleep now." He freed his hand to rub An Xiaojing's cheek.

"Okay, don't go to bed too late, go to bed early." An Xiaojing persuaded softly, just when she was about to leave, she heard Leng Yichen's lazy voice:

"Are you ready to go?"

An Xiaojing didn't realize it at first, but when she turned around and saw Leng Yichen trembling with a wicked smile on her face, she suddenly understood.

An Xiaojing is most familiar with his ruffian expression.

An Xiaojing's face turned red involuntarily.

Leng Yichen grabbed her wrist and pulled her over, kissed her on the lips, and then took a deep breath before letting her go.

An Xiaojing staggered, her eyes showed a bit of coquettishness, she raised her eyes and stared at this person slightly, her cheeks blushed even more.

"Are you shy?" Leng Yichen raised his eyebrows.

"Leng Yichen!" An Xiaojing glared at him again angrily.

Leng Yichen suddenly laughed out loud, kissed An Xiaojing's forehead again, and said softly: "Hurry up and go to sleep, don't be tired."

He knew that she was still pregnant with a baby, and it had been four or five months.

He didn't want An Xiaojing to be too tired at this time.

An Xiaojing nodded, and the moment before closing the door, she said again: "Hurry up and sleep too."

Before Leng Yichen could react, he closed the door and left.

Leng Yichen smiled helplessly.

However, the following luck was not bad, and after reading a few more books, I finally found some clues.

Leng Yichen's eyes lit up, he stared at the line and slowly read out: "Limited? Made by an expert before? Can you hide the corpse to prevent it from decomposing?"

His tone slowly increased, gradually bringing in a bit of disbelief, and his eyes widened slightly.

After that, I was attracted by a paragraph of text:

Anyone who opens that coffin will surely die!

His heart skipped a beat,

Looking further down, there is another story below:

I heard that there was a man who was not afraid of death, so he ventured to the coffin and opened it with all his might.

But the moment the coffin was opened, the man fell limply as if all his life had been sucked out.

"So mysterious?" Leng Yichen sneered and hummed.

He picked up the phone casually and called Chengfeng: "Hello."

"Young Master" Chengfeng thought he was still asleep, his voice was a little dazed.

"Check something for me." Leng Yichen ordered in a cold voice.

"What?" Chengfeng's voice slowly became calm.

"The coffin I saw today." Leng Yichen said in a deep voice.

"Coffin?" Chengfeng became sober in an instant.

"Master, what are you going to do with that coffin?"

It's just a coffin, still in such a desolate cave.

"I want to know the origin of that coffin, and what will happen if it is opened!"

He just wanted to open that coffin. Since it was said in the book, the person who opened the coffin would die.

So, how did the people in this book know?

Or did the people in this book escape from death?

Leng Yichen looked at the author of this article, and found that there was no author's signature.

Really, there is no symptom.

"Okay, master, I will tell you the result as soon as possible."

Across the screen, Chengfeng nodded.

After hanging up the phone, Leng Yichen's eyes shone with a cold light.

Suddenly felt some pain from the wound, Leng Yichen realized that the wound was split open.

Find the medicine box, lift up the clothes, and re-wrap yourself.

These wounds are quite deep.

Leng Yichen has not had time to study his wound carefully since he came back.

Now it seems that he was seriously injured.

Thinking about Yu Zhenhuan again, that person has really reached a dead end.

How many times have I wanted to let that person go, but how many times have he forced myself to attack him?

What is his reason this time?

Chen Xi cares more about him?

It's ridiculous.

This man has no generosity at all.

So?

Is he going to force himself to attack him now?

After treating the wound by himself, Leng Yichen returned to the room, An Xiaojing had already fallen asleep, he bent down again, and kissed that person lightly on the forehead.

In her sleep, An Xiaojing snorted softly, and Leng Yichen smiled secretly for a while.

He will definitely check everything out.