Feng Boyan was on the way back.

Seeing a porridge shop on the side of the street, he remembered that Ye Xingyu liked to eat his duck breast porridge, so he asked Xu Mu to get out of the car to buy it.

Tonight there was a party, he drank some wine, at this time he pulled his tie, leaned against the window and blew the night breeze.

He wanted to blow the wine away, so as not to dislike him for Ye Xingyu and the others.

Just then, his cell phone rang.

Feng Boyan took it out and saw that it was a video MMS, and the freeze-frame picture was Ye Xingyu, she was being held by a man.

Feng Boyan's face sank, clicked on the video, and then saw that Ye Xingyu was snuggled in Fu Yanchen's arms and was helped into a car by him.

Feng Boyan's face suddenly darkened.

Xu Mu came over and said, "Sir, the porridge shop said that the duck breast was sold out tonight, is it okay to change it to seafood porridge?" ”

Feng Boyan was wearing a dark tie and sat in the car, his handsome face was expressionless, "No need to buy it, go back." ”

Xu Mu was stunned for a moment, "Didn't you say that you want to buy supper for your wife?" ”

"I said go back." Feng Boyan's voice is cold and thin.

Xu Mu could feel that his mood had changed suddenly, and he didn't dare to breathe, so he hurriedly got in the car and drove.

*

Seifuki Garden.

Fu Yanchen drove the car into the parking lot, and he helped her out, "Can you still walk?" ”

"Hmm." She pressed the slightly painful head and got out of the car, Fu Yanchen was afraid that she would fall, so he stretched out his hand to support her.

"Thank you." She staggered to push him away, trying to go on her own.

Fu Yanchen was not at ease, and followed her: "I'll send you up, you drink like this, in case someone picks up the body......"

"Picking up corpses? What is it? She stood at the entrance of the elevator and asked him with a blushing face, her eyes misty, with a little charm.

Fu Yanchen was stunned for a few seconds and spoke, "It's nothing, I'll send you up, what floor do you live on?" ”

Fu Yanchen helped her into the elevator.

She took her bag and thought about it, but she didn't think about it for a while, and said drunkly: "What floor do I live on?" ”

She knocked her head down, but she still didn't remember.

Fu Yanchen smiled and grabbed her to hit her hand, "Don't beat yourself, it should be the 23rd floor, I was here last time." ”

"Oh yes, it's the 23rd floor." She nodded, and searched for the keycard in her bag.

When she arrived at home, Fu Yanchen saw that she couldn't swipe her card, so he took the card in her hand and said, "I'll help you open the door." ”

He didn't drink tonight and is sober now.

The door opened, Fu Yanchen helped her to the sofa to lie down, saw that she was drunk, helped her cover her with a blanket, and went to help her get water.

He found the kettle in the kitchen, poured a glass of warm water and brought it to her mouth, "Drink some water." ”

"I don't want to drink it." Ye Xingyu shook his head.

"Drink some hot water and you'll be more comfortable."

Fu Yanchen pinched her chin and wanted to feed her some water.

But at this moment, there was a "drop-" sound from the door.

The door opened.

The man with a gloomy face stood outside, and when he saw Fu Yanchen half-kneeling in front of the sofa to feed Ye Xingyu water, his face sank suddenly, and he walked in.

Listening to the footsteps, Fu Yanchen looked at him, with a little hostility in his eyes, "Why are you here?" ”

Feng Boyan saw the hostility in his eyes and smiled sarcastically.

Sure enough, he liked Ye Xingyu.

Feng Boyan glanced at Ye Xingyu coldly, she was lying on the sofa unconscious, her head hanging down, her cheeks ruddy and peaceful.

"I live here, what do you say?" Feng Boyan's gaze returned to Fu Yanchen's face, heavy.

Fu Yanchen was slightly stunned, "You live here?" Didn't you break up with Xingyu? ”

"Star Language?"

Feng Boyan's thin lips repeated the two words, sneered, walked over, grabbed the drunken Ye Xingyu and said, "Can you shout the two words Xingyu?" She's my wife, what do you mean by calling her that in front of me? Want to pry into my corner? ”

Ye Xingyu was held in the arms of a man, she felt a little uncomfortable, wanted to break away, and pushed him away.

Feng Boyan didn't allow it, he used some force to hold her in his arms, and turned his eyes gloomy to look at Fu Yanchen.

Fu Yanchen's face could be said to be shocked, and he couldn't say a word.

After a while, he shook his head, "No way, she said, she doesn't like you." ”

"That's just a contradictory talk between lovers, do you believe that?" Feng Boyan sneered, "If Young Master Fu doesn't believe it, you can see if this house is something that only Xingyu is the only one." ”

Fu Yanchen looked around.

There are slippers for men and women in the entrance, a pair of water glasses at home, and a men's coat and a few financial magazines on the sofa.

It did look like a house of cohabitation, and he was shocked and said, "You two live together now?" ”

"Of course, this is my wife's house, and it's also my house, as for you, you can go back." Feng Boyan ordered the expulsion of guests, and his tone was quite unkind.

Fu Yanchen's face was embarrassed, and he walked out with a stiff face.

As soon as the door was closed, Feng Boyan's face turned cold, and he stared at Ye Xingyu viciously.

She didn't know it at all, she was so drunk that she turned her head, snuggled into his arms, and found a comfortable position to sleep.

Feng Boyan glared at her coldly, but seeing that she slept soundly, he couldn't bear to do anything to her, so he recently picked her up and walked into the bedroom.

As soon as she put it down, she leaned over and pressed her little white face against his shoulder.

Feng Boyan was a little uncomfortable, "Ye Xingyu? ”

Ye Xingyu twisted his head, pursed his lips, and kissed him on the heart through his shirt.

Feng Boyan's eyes darkened a little, "What does this mean?" ”

He leaned over, and she slept soundly and stopped talking.

Feng Boyan was a little dissatisfied, and pushed her head with his fingers, "Tell me, what did you mean by kissing me just now?" ”

"Don't mess with me!" Ye Xingyu was a little angry, grabbed his finger and said softly, "It's itching to death." ”

Her fingers were grabbed by her, and her warm palms ironed him.

The fire in my heart also burned up.

By the time he reacted, he had kissed the soft lips.

Ye Xingyu said "hmm......" twice, as if he accepted it, and stayed in his arms obediently.

I haven't seen this kind of obedient Feng Boyan for a long time, how can I endure it anymore?

He rolled over, leaned over and kissed her on the lips, and with his other hand, unconsciously slid down into the hem of her skirt......

Who was kissing her?

Rub her?

Is it a dream?

But why is this feeling so real?

Her eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes to reveal a familiar handsome face, the two of them pressed tightly together, her clothes in disarray, and hung on her body as if they were nothing......

And he was no better, his black shirt was unbuttoned, revealing his strong chest.

It turned out that it was not a dream!

Ye Xingyu was frightened, his eyes widened, and he shouted softly, "What are you doing?" ”

"You invited me first." Feng Boyan looked at her from above, breathing heavily and heavily.

"How is that possible?" Ye Xingyu didn't admit it, and subconsciously wanted to crawl away.

But already at this juncture, how could Feng Boyan agree? He pulled her feet back, trapped under him, and bit the tip of her nose with his thin lips, "Be good......"

"No!" Ye Xingyu dodged left and right.

He pinched her lips and kissed her domineeringly, and before she could react, he removed the last of her covering......

Ye Xingyu was shocked, his brain was chaotic, and he only had time to let out a thin moan......