Xia Mihe felt the heat in Zhang Yifeng's eyes, of course he knew what he wanted to do, his face was red and dripping blood, his head was buried in his chest, and he whispered: "This is Sister Qingyan's place......"

"You mean to go to your place?" Zhang Yifeng asked with a smile. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Badass."

Xia Mihe blushed and glanced at him fiercely, the charming style of that moment made Zhang Yifeng's index finger move, picked up Xia Mihe and fell on the big bed, Xia Mihe slapped Zhang Yifeng's chest desperately, "Sister Qingyan came back and saw that it was not good......"

"She's not coming back."

Of course Jiang Qingyan didn't come back, she was chatting with Bridget hotly, where would she know that Zhang Yifeng and Xia Mihe were upside down on her bed, because Xia Mihe was pregnant, the battle between the two was not fierce, but it also made Xia Mihe soft into a puddle of fragrant mud, lying in Zhang Yifeng's arms and unable to move his fingers.

"Am I useless?"

"Huh? Why do you say that all of a sudden? Zhang Yifeng rubbed her smooth back, her skin was really good, delicate and smooth, elastic, so that Zhang Yifeng couldn't put it down.

"Sister Qingyan is so powerful, she can help you manage the company, but I won't ...... anything"

Zhang Yifeng's body shook, lifted Xia Mihe's little head buried in his arms, held her little face with both hands, and let her tears fall on her hands, she cried.

"Fool, people can't be compared with each other, everyone has their own characteristics, Qingyan is good at managing the company, and you also have something that is not inferior to her." Zhang Yifeng said softly.

"What is it?"

"You're a great writer."

"Go, what's that counting." Xia Mihe burst into tears and laughed.

"Why don't you count, the Kingdom of PNG is too backward, this backwardness is not only material, but also spiritual, you have a talent for writing, and you can use words to change the spiritual outlook of the people." Zhang Yifeng said solemnly.

Xia Mihe's eyes slowly sparkled, and he asked hesitantly, "Can I?" ”

"You must be able to, but before you become a writer, you must first help me give birth to a baby, so that in the future, Xia Da writers will become famous, fly all over the world, and let me stay alone in the empty room." Zhang Yifeng laughed.

"I won't."

"Maybe that's a deal."

Xia Mihe quietly shrunk into Zhang Yifeng's arms, she likes to use words to express her emotions, her dream is to become a writer, but since she came to PNG, she has almost forgotten this dream, every time she sees Jiang Qingyan and Zhang Yifeng talking, she can't interject, she feels very sad, she complains that she can't help him uselessly.

But now, Zhang Yifeng recalls her dream of being a writer, and she seems to have found a way to help him, that is, to use words to baptize people's hearts and unite people's hearts.

"Kaede, I won't let you down." Xia Mihe's eyes were shining, and she secretly swore in her heart.

Enterprising women often give men a headache, because women who focus on their careers are sometimes crazier than men, and Xia Mihe is the same, she has firm beliefs and persistent qualities, she dreams of becoming a writer, and she wants to help Zhang Yifeng, the two are not contradictory, so Xia Mihe decided to work hard and went to the school library.

"Damn, sometimes I really want to smoke myself a few big mouths, why don't you mention this." Zhang Yifeng couldn't cry or laugh, saying so, Zhang Yifeng was very happy in his heart, as long as Xia Mihe was happy, he would support her whatever she wanted.

Zhang Yifeng put on his clothes and was about to make the bed quilt, Jiang Qingyan rushed in, and was just about to speak, his nose suddenly moved, he looked at Zhang Yifeng suspiciously, his eyes suddenly fell on a messy sheet, as if he understood something, his eyes were ashamed and angry, "You bastard." ”

"You wash the sheets yourself."

"Bastard, this is my bed."

"It's my bed too."

Jiang Qingyan was angry, turned her head and walked out of the bedroom, Zhang Yifeng looked funny, and slowly chased out, and saw Jiang Qingyan sitting on the sofa angrily, stabbing into the watermelon with the fruit knife in her hand, chattering in her mouth, not knowing what she was doing.

"If you don't eat it, don't waste it." Zhang Yifeng reminded.

"Who said I wouldn't eat it." Jiang Qingyan glared at him, and with both hands, he directly pulled the watermelon in half, Zhang Yifeng walked over very consciously and grabbed half of it and gnawed it.

"That's mine."

"Mine too."

"Zhang Yifeng ......" Jiang Qingyan was very angry and called out his name, at this moment, Zhang Yifeng suddenly stretched out his hand, grabbed her slender waist, lowered his head and kissed it.

"Is watermelon sweet?" Zhang Yifeng raised his head and asked.

Jiang Qingyan's eyes erupted with fire, pushed Zhang Yifeng away, pulled out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and the sticky watermelon juice on his lips was very uncomfortable, "I really can't do anything about you, you can't change places, but you have to be here with me." ”

"Let's go to Mihe, too." Zhang Yifeng proposed.

"Get out."

"I warn you, I'm pregnant." Jiang Qingyan reminded, then cut the watermelon in her hand with a knife, and said, "Sister Meng Xiang just called me." ”

"Meng Xiang?" Zhang Yifeng was stunned.

Jiang Qingyan nodded, "She had a falling out with Mango Terrace, it seems to be quite serious, she was crying on the phone, saying that she wanted to leave Happy Tonight, hey, it's a pity, it's boring to watch tonight without Sister Meng Xiang's joy." ”

"Isn't it only Teacher He in your eyes?" Zhang Yifeng's face was full of banter.

"Die, it's all old and old, and it's all turned out, I only have you in my eyes now, are you happy?"

"Is that 'what is me' still there?" Zhang Yifeng asked with a smile.

Thinking of that wood carving, Jiang Qingyan also smiled, a happy look appeared on her face, "Keep it, it was good before, I am your mistress, you are my mistress, pure and pure." ”

"Isn't it good now?"

"It's different, now I'm your wife, and I'm one of them, at that time, I didn't care, there was only you in my world."

Zhang Yifeng was silent, stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around her shoulder, and Jiang Qingyan leaned into his arms, "I've wronged you." ”

"It's hard for you to take care of so many women." Jiang Qingyan said sourly.

"I'm in good health, and no matter how many women I have, I can take care of it."

"Bastard." Jiang Qingyan scolded in a low voice, "Sister Meng Xiang, what are you going to do?" ”

"What to do, cold salad, I have nothing to do with her." Zhang Yifeng was really wronged this time, Meng Xiang was interested in him, he felt it when he was in Nansha, but he didn't feel it for her.

Of course, if Meng Xiang took the initiative to dedicate himself, he would not refuse, but Zhang Yifeng would not treat her like Jiang Qingyan and Xia Mihe, at most, it would be a dewy relationship, a one-night stand.

Now that he has a wife, Jiang Qingyan and Xia Mihe are pregnant, he has no heart to provoke other women, not to mention that he is not short of women, and there are still two waiting in the wasteland world.

"You think of beauty, I mean to let Sister Meng Xiang come to the PNG Kingdom." Jiang Qingyan slapped Zhang Yifeng and said.

"She is a famous host in Huaxia, worth four or five million, a first-line star, she is willing to come to the PNG Kingdom?"

"I must be willing, there is someone here who haunts her dreams."

"Don't interrupt, seriously, if she wants to come, she can enter DSTV as a host, you also know that I want to set foot in the film and television industry, with her popularity in China, maybe it will be an opportunity for us." Zhang Yifeng said.

"But our TV station doesn't have any variety shows at all, except for news or news."

Zhang Yifeng sweated profusely, this was said to his heart, "I didn't have it before, but now I have, I am going to let Xiaguang Media produce a variety show, Meng Xiang is willing to come, she is one of the hosts." ”

"What show?" Jiang Qingyan asked curiously.

"Run." (To be continued.) )