Daily life after marriage with a boss

After Feng Chu returned to his room, he saw Ling Yi lying on the sofa playing with his phone.

Ling Yi didn't hear the sound of the door opening because he was wearing earphones. Feng Chu glanced at Ling Yi and walked over naturally, putting one hand on Ling Yi's waist: "Go back now? Or do you plan to stay here for two days?" ?”

Ling Yi doesn't like living in hotels very much.

Now that he had met Ruan Qingzhi, he didn't intend to stay any longer. In fact, when he first came here, Ling Yi didn't have any hope of seeing Ruan Qingzhi.

Although his fever has subsided, his body is still a little heavy and uncomfortable, his body temperature is a little higher than normal, and his voice is slightly hoarse when he speaks: "I want to go back."

Feng Chu nodded: "Okay."

Ling Yi turned over and faced Feng Chu. Feng Chu felt itchy in his heart. He wanted to bow his head and kiss Ling Yi. Ling Yi's moist lips looked good, but he hoped that Ling Yi could take the initiative to kiss Ling Yi. Come up and let yourself be kissed.

Of course Ling Yi didn't know what Feng Chu was thinking, and when Feng Chu posted it, he couldn't help but said: "Mr. Feng, this sofa is too small for the two of us."

Feng Chu reached out and hugged Ling Yi: "Is there anything I need to take away? If not, I'll leave now."

Ling Yi shook his head: "Not really."

Because he didn't plan to stay for a long time, Ling Yi didn't bring anything to the hotel.

The two went out together, Feng Chu's car was in the parking lot of the hotel, Ling Yi followed Feng Chu into the car.

Feng Chu likes to collect all kinds of sports cars, and there are seven or eight top-level sports cars in the garage of just one long-term villa.Although Ling Yi couldn't see, he was very observant. In order to avoid being exposed, Feng Chu basically only drove the same car to pick up Ling Yi.

He came out with some friends last night and drove the limited-edition Koenigsegg out of the garage.

He opened the car door for Ling Yi, and Ling Yi asked curiously, "Mr. Feng got a new car?"

"No," Feng Chu said, "My car broke down and I've been repairing it for the past two days. I borrowed a friend's car."

Ling Yi is not interested in sports cars, and he can't remember all the logos of luxury cars. He only recognizes the Ferrari, Lamborghini and other common car logos that his father often drives.

Feng Chu sometimes felt strange.

There is a big difference between him and Ling Yi in appearance. Although Feng Chu is handsome, he is not so handsome. It is more because of his strong aura and the deterrence brought by his height and body. Ling Yi's face is captivating and gentle. Harmless feeling.The two have completely different hobbies. Feng Chu likes sports, luxury cars and watches, and is extremely ambitious in his career. Ling Yi likes to sit quietly and read a book, and seems to be always resigned.

It is obviously completely different, but Feng Chu can't stop Ling Yi.

"Your birthday is coming, what gift do you want?" Feng Chu said, "Do you have any wishes?"

Ling Yi didn't celebrate his birthday very much, he didn't like birthdays, maybe subconsciously he hated his own birth.

He thought about it seriously: "I don't have a wish this year, just let Mr. Feng spend it with me."

"it is good."

Feng Chu brought Ling Yi to his residence, Ling Yi is already very familiar with this place, and walked to the side of the sofa as soon as he came in.

Feng Chu knew that Ling Yi was weak after catching a cold and couldn't eat indigestible food, so he asked a nearby hotel to deliver some light meals.

This house also has a kitchen, but Feng Chu is the kind of person who can't cook. The kitchen utensils are brand new and shiny and have not been touched at all. There are only some drinks in the refrigerator, and there are no vegetables at all.

Feng Chu wanted to squeeze some juice for Ling Yi to supplement vitamin C. Ling Yi didn't know what Feng Chu was doing, so he said casually, "Mr. Feng, do you want to cook?"

"What do you want to eat? I'll make it for you."

Ling Yi felt that Feng Chu would not be able to cook too difficult meals. Now that the two of them have returned, it would be troublesome to go down to find a restaurant for lunch: "Just cook some rice and make some soup."

"There's no food in the refrigerator," Feng Chu said, "Wait here for me, I'll go to the nearby supermarket to buy food and come back."

There is a large supermarket near the neighborhood, Feng Chu has never been there, he picked something at random, and squeezed a glass of orange and pear juice for Ling Yi when he came back.

Although Ling Yi couldn't see, he was still curious in the kitchen.

He drank the juice slowly: "What kind of food did Mr. Feng buy?"

"Vegetables, tofu, seaweed." Feng Chu thought that it would be easier to cook vegetarian dishes. Novice cooks might not be able to cook meat dishes properly or they would be very fishy. "Go back to the bedroom and rest, and it will be ready in a while."

Feng Chu searched for the method of cooking rice, followed the prompts and added a certain amount of rice and water to the rice cooker, and chopped greens, tofu, scallops and other vegetables casually. The tofu was too soft, so Feng Chu could not control himself when cutting. Squeeze it hard.

The rice is almost cooked, and the vegetable, tofu and seaweed soup is ready. Feng Chu tasted it, and found that the saltiness and sweetness are just right, and the taste is delicious. No matter how you do this simple soup, it won't taste bad.

At this moment, the doorbell also rang, and the hotel staff brought the food Feng Chu ordered.

There are two vegetables in the food box, two meat dishes, one tofu with crab powder, and one stewed fish maw in chicken soup.

Feng Chu put these on the dining table and asked Ling Yi to come over for dinner.

"There are a few quick-hand dishes bought in the supermarket, and you can eat them after heating them up." Feng Chu put the stewed fish maw in chicken soup in front of Ling Yi, "Eat more when you are sick."

Ling Yi drank a small bowl of flower gelatin chicken soup and a small bowl of vegetable and tofu soup. He didn't eat that much, so he barely ate all the rice in his bowl.

Ling Yi said: "Mr. Feng, I'm going home for the Spring Festival, so I won't stay here with you."

Feng Chu will stay in City B during the Spring Festival to accompany the old man and the old lady. These two are particular about the New Year's reunion, and they must have their relatives by their side. Under normal circumstances, even Chu Manwen would come to be together.

"Go back to your brother's engagement wedding?" Feng Chu didn't want Ling Yi to have anything to do with those people in City C, his eyes were heavy, "You can wait for the day of your brother's engagement to pass, and come back as soon as the engagement is over, and I will accompany you Together."

"My father doesn't know about our marriage." Ling Yi took a sip of warm jasmine tea, "Mr. Feng, I want to go back by myself."

As soon as Feng Chu remembered that Ling Yi would not be by his side for a period of time in the future, but would go back to the Ling family far away in City C, he felt a little unspeakable fire in his heart: "Why?"

Ling Yi's eyelashes drooped down, covering his already dull pupils: "My father is difficult to get along with, Mr. Feng, you will be made things difficult by him. I thought about going back with you before, but when I think about it, you might die because of me." What an accident-"

Feng Chu raised his hand and rubbed Ling Yi's hair: "How difficult is father-in-law?"

Ling Yi couldn't help but laugh: "If he knows that you call him father-in-law, he will definitely be angry. He is very concerned about face, and outsiders must call him 'Mr. Ling'. Moreover, my father has a very strong personality, and he is arrogant and conceited in dealing with others."

The smile on Feng Chu's lips slowly faded: "Isn't it good to be an arrogant and strong man?"

Ling Yi: "I don't like people who are too controlling and overbearing. The friends around my father and the men in the circle I've met are all like this."

Feng Chu's eyes gradually darkened.

He thought that if Ling Yi hadn't been blind, if he could see all of this and distinguish his true character, he probably wouldn't agree to marry him.

Because Feng Chu is essentially a very strong and controlling person, because he is still in the stage of pursuing Ling Yi, and he is really infatuated with Ling Yi, so he dare not show his true side.

Feng Chu would occasionally worry about scaring Ling Yi.

It didn't really scare Ling Yi away.Even if Ling Yi really wanted to leave, Feng Chu would definitely be able to force him to stay by his side, but he didn't want to do that.

If ten years ago, when Feng Chu was in his early 20s, he would have used all means to do things, no matter whether Ling Yi agreed or not, he would have forced him, but as he grew older, Feng Chu became more calm and gradually became more patient. No matter how mature Yi is, he is still 13 years younger than him. In Feng Chu's eyes, he is completely a child.

Perhaps what Feng Chu is really worried about is that Ling Yi is not so dependent on him. After knowing Feng Chu's other face, Ling Yi will no longer like him.

Feng Chudao: "I'll talk about going home after a while, wait for your birthday first. Don't worry about your father, I'm very resistant to pressure, and I'm not afraid of his cynicism."

"And my brother and stepmother—they're really sarcastic."

Ling Bo has been hiding his identity as an illegitimate child for more than ten years, so his mind is inevitably distorted, and he regards Ling Yi as the biggest threat.Su Peiwan is also a rare snobbish person, bowing his knees to the powerful and treating ordinary people coldly, Feng Chu will definitely be ridiculed by Su Peiwan and Ling Bo.

Although these things haven't happened yet, Ling Yi was already worried about Feng Chu in advance: "Mr. Feng, I don't want you to be wronged."

Feng Chu picked up Ling Yi and put him on the sofa: "If I am wronged, how will you comfort me?"

The sofa in the living room was very big, and it was more than enough for two people to sleep on it. Ling Yi leaned on the snow-white soft sofa surface, and was oppressed by Feng Chu.

He pushed Feng Chu's strong chest with his hands: "Mr. Feng, you are too heavy."

Feng Chu's voice was deep and magnetic, and he repeated: "If I am wronged, what do you allow me to do to you in order to appease me?"

Ling Yi looked confused: "What?"

Feng Chu pinched Ling Yi's chin: "Huh? Talk."

Ling Yi was tightly pressed in Feng Chu's arms, surrounded by Feng Chu's mature and stable aura, and he barely showed his face.

Feng Chu's rough fingers touched Ling Yi's soft light-colored lips, and after a while he lowered his head to kiss Ling Yi's snow-white neck.

Ling Yi was bitten by him so that there were marks on his neck. During the struggle, he found that Feng Chu was stronger. Ling Yi was stunned for a moment and had to give up struggling.

Feng Chu kissed his neck for nearly half an hour, but was not satisfied after the end, and still locked Ling Yi in his arms.

Ling Yi's soft curly hair rubbed against Feng Chu's cheeks, Feng Chu wanted to clean up the tableware, but the next moment Ling Yi hugged his waist, buried him on his shoulder and fell asleep.