Ai Yimo was stunned, she didn't understand why Luo Qifeng handed her the phone.

"I want to be quiet for a few days, and you can keep my phone for me, huh?" Under the warm orange light, the corners of Luo Qifeng's lips were slightly hooked, and he pouted with a faint doting, "Didn't you cook sweet soup, it just so happened that I was hungry......"

"Is it delicious?" Seeing him frowning, she asked cautiously.

Luo Qifeng didn't speak, just put down the bowl and kissed it deeply. The sweet and glutinous soup reached her throat along with the tip of his tongue, gently sucking and stirring.

Ai Yimo didn't expect Luo Qifeng to kiss him suddenly, she was in a trance, and her arms involuntarily wrapped around his neck, responding to him gently.

"Is that okay?" Luo Qifeng's voice became hoarse, these days, she is no longer so resistant to him, but ...... Whenever he wanted to engage in a more affectionate act, her body would always tremble.

She instinctively resisted, making him feel distressed and unbearable.

Ai Yimer gasped lowly, under this man's gaze, she couldn't help but want to sink. "You...... Really won't hurt me anymore? ”

"No, it won't." He burned a kiss on her forehead, and he could clearly feel her eyelashes flutter and tears overflow. "Why are you crying?"

Ai Yimo didn't speak again, but just raised his hand and rubbed his hair, stroking it deeply and shallowly, as if he wanted to remember the feeling at this moment clearly.

……

The glimmer of the morning spread all over the floor, and the room was full of beauty.

Ai Yimo looked at Luo Qifeng's mobile phone, and her eyes suddenly turned red, she never thought that he would use their group photo as a screen.

She carefully kissed the side of his cheek and took a picture of him sleeping with her high phone.

*****

Fang Yirou was already crazy, she listened to the report of Luo Qifeng's assistant on the phone, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "Are they afraid of wedding photos today?" ”

"Yes, Miss Fang, if nothing else, look at my wife's nakedness. Zhao, isn't it ......" The assistant's tone was very anxious, if Luo Qifeng knew that he concealed what he found and pushed everything on Xuan Shao's head, what would happen to him.

"What's the hurry? Do me one more thing, and I'll put your wife's naked. The photos will be returned to you~~" Fang Yirou finally got out of bed, she walked to the dresser, staring at her messy hair, "Listen, anyway, before they take wedding photos, let Ai Yimo go to the West Side Cafe." ”

"Miss Fang, this ......" the assistant was a little uneasy, "Recently, the president and Miss Ai have been almost inseparable, I'm afraid it will be difficult to do it." ”

"Hehe, it's hard to do, isn't it? Okay, then your wife's naked. Photo——" Fang Yirou dragged out her tone, "I have all your relatives and friends, I have addresses and email addresses......

They don't leave an inch? Very well, Aimer, this damn slut!

Fang Yirou hung up the call, she was very satisfied with Luo Qifeng's assistant's final answer, people, there is always the most fatal weakness, Luo Qifeng and Ai Yimo are no exception.

In the afternoon, the streets are crowded with vehicles rushing by.

Aimer's expression was a little unnatural, and she had been thinking about the call she had received in the morning.

"What's wrong, uncomfortable?" Luo Qifeng gently held Ai Yimo's hand, all morning, she seemed to be preoccupied, why is this?

"It's nothing...... "Aimer smiled a little reluctantly, "I want to go back to the house I used to live in." "How is she going to tell Luo Qifeng that his assistant called him in the morning and said that he wanted to tell her some truth?

What is the truth? Is there anything about Luo Qifeng?

"I'll be with you, huh?" He frowned, she must have been hiding something from him!

"No...... Just for a moment. Ai Yimo avoided Luo Qifeng's gaze, "I'll go directly to the bridal shop and meet you later, okay?" You haven't even chosen a dress yet! She stroked his slender fingers and whispered coquettishly.

Luo Qifeng wanted to shake his head, but when he heard her soft and shy voice, his heart softened. "Okay, I'll let the driver drop you off."

"No, okay, don't worry about me, I'll go to the bridal shop in an hour at most, okay?" Ai Yimo bit his lip, it turned out that it was so difficult to lie to his beloved.

"I can't help it." Luo Qifeng's eyes darkened, he wanted to give her unreserved trust, hoping to ...... She doesn't want to lose him!

The car slowly stopped, and the moment Ai Yimo got out of the car, her heart pounded, and she turned her head to look at Luo Qifeng, "Qifeng, I...... Love you. ”

"I love you too." Luo Qifeng said very seriously, he pointed to his wrist and gently hooked his lips, "An hour at most, otherwise I will be worried." ”

"Okay, I know." Aimer nodded, but the moment he turned around, his eyes turned red.

Happiness, as if she could reach out and touch, this time, as long as she tightened her five fingers, she could hold it tightly, right?

Chengxi Cafe, the rich coffee aroma is mellow and attractive.

Ai Yimo walked over to the position that the assistant said on the phone, which was a corner of the café next to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the light blue veil half-hid the floor-to-ceiling windows, which was very emotional.

"Silently, long time no see~~" Fang Yirou just walked over, she was not polite, and sat down directly opposite Ai Yimer. "It's not easy to ask you to meet!"

Ai Yimo realized something in an instant, she smiled, and sighed, "You can even buy Luo Qifeng's assistant......"

"I don't know what you're talking about~~" Fang Yirou also smiled, "You and Qifeng will get married next week, right?" I'm so happy for Qi Feng, he finally got the Yin family. ”

What does Fang Yirou mean? Ai Yimo's heart 'chuckled', but she still turned around, not wanting to listen to Fang Yirou here at all.

"You don't know yet, do you? Qifeng has already invested in Yanjia Bank, and the next target should be Yin's. Hey, no wonder Qifeng is in a hurry to marry you! ”

"What do you mean?" Ai Yimo's body stiffened, and she watched Fang Yirou hand a newspaper to herself, and the big headline at the head of the newspaper hit her heart with a big thorn!

"You haven't read this newspaper, have you? Oh also, how could the wind possibly let you see? Fang Yirou stared at Ai Yimo without blinking, "Tut-tut, Lan Xiyun is actually not the son of Lan Ye and Yin Yu, what a twist and turn!" ”

Ai Yimo didn't know how she had taken the newspaper, she looked at it word by word, and finally tore the newspaper in front of Fang Yirou for a long time.

"No matter whose son Lan Xiyun is, it has nothing to do with me. My man is only Luo Qifeng, and I love him very much. So, I'm not going to allow anyone to snatch him, you get it? ”

Fang Yirou was stunned, she didn't expect Ai Yimo to be so calm, and only said after a while: "Heh, your man? Whose man he will be in the end, I can't say for sure now~~"

"Really? If I told you that he had heard the whole conversation between you and me, your hypocritical face, would you guess he would still be pitiful? ”