Chapter 34: Don't Mess with the Black President (33)
Words are incomprehensible.
Simply, don't think about it.
Take out your mobile phone, turn into an Internet addict girl, and focus on playing games.
After about a few games.
The wind comes and wakes up.
He opened his dark eyes and looked at the ceiling above him, which was his familiar decoration.
OK.
Didn't get kicked out.
He glanced down at the quilt that covered him.
A smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his lips.
There would be no one else but her.
It's just that......
Feng Lin raised his hand and touched the back of his neck, which was a little painful.
What just happened?
He slowly sat up from the bed and faintly heard the sound of games coming from the living room.
Connection.
The scene from before came into view.
She's going to find him a house and kick him out?
Then, without waiting for him to speak, she raised her palm and slashed him unconscious......
And then ......
He should have been on the bed.
He got up, pinched his eyebrows with his slender fingers, and then ripped the shirt at the collar twice, looking messy and sexy.
The corners of the clothes were crumpled.
Ready for all this, Feng Lin walked leisurely towards the living room.
At that time.
Yan Ling is playing the game seriously.
She hasn't been playing the game for a long time, and to put it simply, she's still a rookie.
It was the moment she looked down to pick up her gear.
A low, hoarse voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
"I'll take you to play."
Yan Ling was stunned, and turned his head to see Feng Lin's delicate and handsome cheeks.
Warm breath spread over her face.
The mobile phone in my hand slipped quietly at some point.
He, he, will he play?
So hard game......
Will he?
She subconsciously moved her head back, avoiding his breathing.
The voice was no longer as cold as before, "You, your clothes are not buttoned properly......"
Feng Lin saw a flash of blush on her face, although it disappeared quickly, but he perfectly captured it.
He stretched out a hand and walked in front of him.
The body kept pressing down.
Yan Ling had to lean back.
The breath of the two was entangled, until his handsome face with cold lines was about to rub against her little face.
Feng Lin smiled suddenly, and under Yan Ling's somewhat dull gaze, he raised the hand that had just slipped down, and at this time, he was holding Yan Ling's mobile phone in his hand.
Yan Ling half-squinted, "......"
Suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed the person away, took back the phone, and replied coldly with a small face, "Thank you!" ”
At this moment, Fenglin's dark eyes were as bright as obsidian.
Looking at Yan Ling's gaze, it also became extraordinarily normal, "Yan Ling, we said okay, before the company is transferred to my name, I will always live with you, you can't talk and don't count." ”
Yan Ling tilted his head, obviously dissatisfied with his words.
"Are you going to rely on me?"
As a man, how can this be?
"Hmm." The wind is rightly strong.
"Can you make a little difference?" Yan Ling asked rhetorically, smiling and raising his eyebrows.
Feng Linpi replied to her without smiling.
"You forgot, I'm the little white face you raised, isn't it normal to live here with you? You can't stop admitting that we've had a relationship just because of some external elements. ”
"You ......" Yan Ling was suddenly speechless.
She wanted to say that they were not related.
But the wind came to those ink eyes, but it was clear that he wanted to continue to entangle.
Yan Ling's beautiful eyes turned, and he waved his hand and said indifferently.
"Forget it, since you want to live here, then live there, but in the future, you will be responsible for my breakfast, lunch, dinner, including some small things."