She carefully put down the blanket on her body, then unfolded the newspaper and read it carefully, and suddenly a news about the academic exchange of the university came into her eyes.

It's him?

Is he coming to Kyoto?

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In the days that followed, Feng Hao was still the gentle man on the surface, she ignored him, and he rarely spoke to her. None of them mentioned what had happened that day, nor did they mention the news in the newspapers.

Yiqiē seemed to be pampering her, but in fact, she had no way to leave him half a step.

He took her with him almost everywhere he went, whether she wanted it or not. If he left for a short while and went to a meeting, Leng Lingtian would follow her like a shadow.

At night, if she wouldn't let him touch it, he would punish her and spend the whole night with her. Until she broke down completely, crying and begging for mercy, their bodies were very close, but their hearts were even farther away.

Xia Yucheng became more and more silent, and more and more unable to find the joy of life.

As the days passed, they seemed to be close, but they were not happy at all, and in this tug-of-war, neither of them could win anyone.

She was like an appendage to him, completely devoid of freedom, and he didn't even have her phone.

"Are you looking for sleeping pills for Oshima today?" In the office, Feng Hao handed the signed name of Wen Jiàn to Song Yuanai.

Xia Yucheng, who was sitting on the sofa reading the interior design album, glanced up at him, and waited for Song Yuanai to go out before replying: "Hmm!"

"Can't sleep? Am I not working hard enough?"

Xia Yucheng lowered her head and looked at the album, he just worked too hard, and she couldn't sleep well at night. During the day he got up early, she had to follow him, and she slept less, not to mention that her energy was not as perverted as his.

"I've called your brother and said you're fine!" he paused and added, "Your mother is fine, too!"

"Hmm!" she replied, "So, you're still not going to give me back?"

"I want to sleep, go to the lounge!" he didn't answer her, glanced at the electronic desk calendar on his desk, and said with a smile, "The days go by so fast, it's the twelfth." ”

Xia Yucheng's heart "chuckled", but there was still no expression on his face.

"Orange Orange, I want to remind you that less of the drug is useless for me, and more of it, I will find at a glance that it is useless. Feng Hao got up and walked over to her.

Xia Yucheng lowered her head, and there were more pairs of shiny leather shoes in her sight, and her slender legs wrapped in a haute couture suit. Suddenly, an invisible pressure pressed down on her.

"It's for me to eat, and I'd love to get some sleep. She said.

"Are you sure?" he cupped her chin and made her look up at him, and he, with a smile on his face, looked down on her condescendingly.

"Your Excellency, let's keep your mind on the engagement!12th, if I remember correctly, the 18th is an auspicious day that grandma chose for you!" she sneered.

"The eighteenth is an auspicious day, and Lu Licheng is stepping on the point?

"Then you're going to ask the Minister of Education!"

Feng Hao listened, smiled and took the album from her hand and threw it aside, then leaned forward slightly and pressed her into the sofa: "Be careful, you are no longer qualified to rebuild the old one." ”

"My lord, I've been worrying about how many red envelopes I need to give on the day of your engagement?" Xia Yucheng remembered that Feng Hao and Li Wanqing's engagement was imminent, and her heart ached.

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