Chapter 339: The President Always Wants to Imprison Me (11)

Yan Ling was keenly aware of Feng Lin's emotional changes.

She hooked her lips and smiled, leaned over naturally, and smiled, "I'm thinking about you!" ”

System, [............]

The wind came to his eyes as black as ink, and he was stunned for a moment.

The chaos that had swept over also disappeared silently.

"Well, just miss me."

He stared at the threatening spirit with a calm face.

She can only think of him, and she can only be his.

The girl responded with a smile, and her beautiful eyes were like shining stars.

Yan Ling looked at the changes in Fenglin, and immediately determined that his way of smoothing his hair was very correct.

I don't know exactly how my favorability will increase, but it's a must to have a good relationship with him.

It's just that when I think of the three days given by the system.

She was unhappy again.

He Han's wedding must be destroyed.

She pondered that Feng Lin should not let her go out alone.

And she didn't think of how to ruin the wedding.

After the two got up and washed, the maid brought breakfast.

Yan Ling thought that Feng Lin would no longer let her stay in the room to eat, however, it turned out that Feng Lin was eating breakfast here with her.

Speech Spirit, "............"

It seems that sleeping all night has not made him feel a little more favorable.

After the meal, Feng Lin walked out of the room and didn't look back.

At that moment, Yan Ling was in a somewhat dumped state of mind.

She watched as Feng Lin closed the door and locked the door, all in one go.

In other words, after sleeping, she still does not have the right to step out of this door.

“…………”

She froze for a few seconds, her complexion changed and changed, and she knew ...... If she had known that Feng Lin was the kind of person who didn't recognize people when she lifted her pants, she should have kicked someone off the bed last night.

It can be regarded as an export of evil anger.

system, [you just cover the quilt and sleep purely, don't talk about it, just ............]

Yan Ling's face turned dark, "......"

The system's desire to survive attacked, and quickly added, [Actually, kissing is not nothing at all, although I couldn't get out of the room, but you see, Fenglin didn't lock you with chains anymore......]

Yan Ling smiled.

"System, if you can't speak, don't speak, is it useful to chain me? I easily opened the chain in front of him last night, and no one would be stupid to lock me with a chain......"

system, [...... Oh, kisses have to learn to self-regulate their mood and have fun in suffering. 】

“……”

This exchange finally ended in silence for one person.

A day has passed in the blink of an eye.

At noon, Feng Lin didn't come to her room.

After dinner, Yan Ling didn't see anyone.

She lay on the bed, holding snacks and looking at the books that the maid had found for her, a batch of heartaches.

It's good to find a few novels, so special...... It's full of books of all kinds, management, psychology, finance............

She wants to pass the time, not to read these brain-wasting books.

The delicious snacks are gradually lost by these books.

She casually threw the books aside, put down the snacks, rolled over and got out of bed, and took her pajamas into the bathroom to shower.

Emotions are infinitely complex.

If you can't get the wind in the past two days, let him relax.

At that time, she can only run out of here, leave Fenglin behind, and then go to wreak havoc.

It's just that...... She is very worried that this method will make the favorability of the already negative number even more negative......