Feng Lingche could only feel her pain through her warm, almost hot skin.

Without saying a word, he directly took her Yingying's waist in his arms and let her sit comfortably on his lap.

“…… Are you okay? Feng Lingche asked in a low voice, his voice as light as a feather.

The hot little face was pressed against his cool neck, and he quietly closed his eyes to sense the cold air in the string of beads that Feng Lingche was wearing.

She shook her head and smiled lightly, "...... It's okay. ”

Feng Lingche looked down at her for a while, and saw that her lips were pale and dry, so he picked up his mobile phone and called Lu Jin, asking him to move a few boxes of mineral water and send some ice cubes.

Her lip flap inadvertently rubbed against his collarbone! Soft, gentle, but just enough to ignite a small piece of his cold skin!

Feng Lingche suddenly felt an electric current pass through his body, and even his breathing seemed to be about to stagnate, his dark eyes were deep, staring at the beautiful and ethereal face like jade in front of him, and the hand on his waist unconsciously tightened a little.

Wen Yang frowned painfully, looked up at him, and his eyes were clear, "What's wrong?" ”

His hand strangled her so much.

Feng Lingche: "......"

He tilted his head to the side and adjusted his breathing, although his body was still cold, his heart was beating much faster than usual, and his slightly open chest kept rising and falling.

Wen Yang felt his abnormal heartbeat, sat up with some concern, and pressed his pulse with his hand.

"A little arrhythmia, are you too tired? Would you like to go to your room for some sleep? ”

Feng Lingche smiled dumbly, his desire was instantly extinguished at this moment, he pressed the person back into his arms, and sighed, "Be honest, don't move." ”

Wen Yang: ? Where is the turmoil?

She was about to open her mouth when there was a knock on the office door.

Lu Zhen instructed the staff to put the mineral water and the incubator for storing ice cubes on the ground, and looked up to see Wen Yang sitting on Feng Lingche's lap, slightly stunned, and then smiled meaninglessly, "The Buddha has always been afraid of the cold, and he wants so much mineral water and ice cubes at this time, he doesn't want to be later stimulated by Mrs. Feng in the bathroom, right?" ”

Wen Yang's little face turned red, and then he thought of his posture, struggling to sit up, but was held down by Feng Lingche, only to hear his low voice, carrying an unnoticed coldness, "Africa inspection for 1 month." ”

Lu Jin's expression froze: Can the words of "......" be withdrawn?

He begged for mercy and looked at Wen Yang, and said with a wry smile, "Mrs. Feng, can you bear to see me walking alone in the great desert of Africa?" In case I am eaten by a tiger or bitten by a big spider, then the Buddha will have one less right-hand man~"

Wen Yang heard the words and looked at Lu Jin's spiritual platform again, although he still couldn't see his future, but judging from his facial features alone, it should be no problem to live a long life.

So he comforted him with a smile, "Don't worry, even if you are bitten by a poisonous spider, you will have a leg sawed off at most, and you won't die." ”

Lu Zhen smiled bitterly and touched his nose, "Mrs. Feng is really humorous......

Seeing that the things were almost moved, Lu Jin said to Feng Lingche, "Xu Jin has already arrived at Fengyue Mansion and is discussing the layout with the designer, do you want to take Mrs. Feng over to have a look?" ”

"Wind Castle?" Wen Yang suddenly interjected.

If memory serves, the building now seems to be in its own name......

Lu Zhen turned his head to look at her, "Mrs. Feng also knows this place?" ”

Feng Lingche on the side glanced at him, "Now she's the boss there." ”

Lu Jin: "...... it."

Rich people are generous, and they will casually send the most expensive building in the imperial capital.

After Lu Zhen went out.

Wen Yang then raised last night's question, "Why did you transfer so many shares to me?" ”

Feng Lingche's tone was still very trenched, "Be my wife, you can't be too poor." ”

Wen Yang: It's quite irrefutable.

After sitting next to the ice cube and drinking six cases of water, the heat in her body finally faded a little. Tiredness hit, Wen Yang leaned on Feng Lingche's body and slept intermittently all morning, until he felt hungry and didn't wake up.

She looked out the window and stood up rubbing her eyes in confusion, "What time is it?" ”

Feng Lingche moved half of her body that was numb by her, and looked at her watch, "Half past one." ”

"Oh," Wen Yang got up and took a bottle of water, drank it with a bang, and was about to follow Feng Lingche to say if he wanted to go out to eat, when the tip of his nose moved slightly, and suddenly smelled a very appetizing fragrance, so he smiled, "I want to buy a pancake, do you want it?" ”

Feng Lingche looked at her, a little puzzled, "What is a pancake?" ”

Speaking of pancakes, Wen Yang's eyebrows and eyes are crooked, and his smile is bright, like a gentle and warm sun in winter, "I tell you, this thing is delicious~ Put the batter on the pot, beat two eggs, brush with sauce, and then put a ham sausage and thin crispy, delicious and filling." ”

Feng Lingche saw her depicting pancakes with great interest, and her heart moved, and she suddenly became a little curious, she had no family for so many years, and what did she rely on to survive living alone in the mountains.

Could it be that what she usually eats is the 'pancakes' she says?

He was a little curious about the taste, so he said to Wen Yang, who was in a hurry to chase down the pancake stall, "Then let's have a copy according to what you said." ”

Wen Yang's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he ran out of the door directly.

After she left, the bustling office fell silent.

The scattered sunlight poured through the gaps in the branches and leaves and cast on the desk, and with a slightly cool wind, the paper printed with the marriage agreement was lifted, and Feng Lingche lowered his eyes to look over, with a faint smile in his eyes.

He dialed the phone and called Jiang Ci.

"Hire a chef who can make pancakes."

Jiang Ci held his mobile phone: "Huh? ”

…

Wubai endured patience and waited for Miaoqing to finish speaking, and there were already several empty wine jars under his feet.

He turned his back to Miaoqing and described lazily leaning back in his chair, not knowing whether he was awake or drunk.

Miao Qing cautiously glanced at the Living Hades, and saw that he closed his eyes and did not speak, and his feet secretly rubbed a few steps towards the door.

Suddenly, a wisp of black gas quickly wrapped around his legs, and Miaoqing couldn't take a step in an instant, and fell to the ground with a thud!

Immediately after, an extremely cold voice sounded overhead with the smell of wine, "I allowed you to go?" ”

Miaoqing's body stiffened, and her lips trembled slightly, "...... I—I just want to be active. ”

"Huh, huh?" As this voice fell, a sharp pain suddenly came from the root of Miaoqing's tongue, he opened his mouth and screamed, and blood gushed out!

Then a bright red tongue fell out of his mouth.

Wu Bai stared at Miaoqing coldly, his eyes were completely indistinguishable from the wine, and his voice was light with a smile, "It seems that you still don't want this tongue." ”