Chapter Thirty-Seven: She Must Be a Demon Girl
Gong Yifeng closed his eyes and didn't sleep all night, he wanted to see how Mu Yanxin would react when he woke up.
Who knew that after waiting for a long time and not seeing Mu Yanxin's movement, Gong Yifeng simply opened his eyes and saw Mu Yanxin hugging him there in a daze.
"You're going to scare me to death?"
Mu Yanxin was startled by his sudden voice, and looked at his whole person hugging Gong Yifeng.
Mu Yanxin: ฮฃ(|||โฝ||| )
Although she was a little embarrassed, Mu Yanxin resolutely did not show it, and the dead duck said stiffly:
"Isn't it just a sleep with you in my arms? and there will be no loss of meat, and I will suffer the loss, okay?"
Saying that, Mu Yanxin calmly withdrew her hands and feet and sat up, but in fact, she was despising her sleeping posture in her heart.
Looking at Mu Yanxin's straightforward appearance, Gong Yifeng felt that this woman felt too good about herself, and she should be hit at the right time:
"I don't have a lot of meat, but your rib-like body hurts..."
Mu Yanxin: ('โฯโ ฬ) Angry~
What??ribs?body?
Mu Yan rolled his eyes happily: "What kind of eyes are you? Don't you see my S-shaped figure? If you're blind, just say it..."
Seeing her say angrily, and deliberately straightened her chest, Gong Yifeng couldn't help but evoke a wicked smile...
Of course he knew that this woman's body was very well proportioned, and she was lying on top of him all night, could he not feel it?
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"Your Excellency, it's time to get up and have breakfast. โ
In the morning, Gong Feixue went in directly after serving breakfast as usual.
As soon as breakfast was placed on the table, Gong Feixue felt that the atmosphere was not quite right.
Before he could look up, he heard a dissatisfied word:
"Don't you have mine?"
Seeing that Gong Feixue served breakfast, Mu Yanxin's eyes looked directly at Gong Feixue's back.
As soon as she heard Mu Yanxin's voice, Gong Feixue turned around and saw the two people sitting on the bed, both looking at him directly.
Gong Feixue: ใใใใใใ
Looking at Mu Yanxin, looking at her own president, Gong Feixue scolded in her heart: "Demon girl".
Seeing Gong Feixue standing still, Gong Yifeng;
(๏ฝฅ๏ฝ๏ฝชยด๏ฝฅ)ใค
"Why are you standing there stupidly? I didn't hear what Madame said, so go get a serving. โ
Gong Yifeng looked at Gong Feixue dissatisfied, he could bully Mu Yanxin himself, but others didn't even think about it.
No matter how she said it, she was also the one who got the marriage certificate with herself, but she couldn't let others bully, let alone the people under her hands.
I have to say that Gong Yifeng and Mu Yanxin didn't do anything, they just lay down and slept together, which is still useful...
Gong Yifeng, who was watching the fire from the other side yesterday, can't get used to Gong Feixue's attitude towards Mu Yanxin today.
Then... Looking at the cannibalistic eyes of her own president, Gong Feixue quickly turned around and went out to serve breakfast...
As he walked, he felt that he was going to be finished, and I wondered where the president was going to send him this time?
It's all to blame for Mu Yanxin's demon girl, this mental illness just happened, so she ran over to make trouble, and beat him...
Isn't he just an orphan? I used to keep my head down and keep silent, and sometimes stumbled when I walked, but now I can beat him?
So... She's definitely a witch... Because a normal woman can't beat him at all, let alone a psychopath who can't do anything...
Hum...... Sooner or later, he will eradicate her!" Gong Feixue couldn't help but roar in her heart.
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looked at Gong Yifeng, who sat on a stool and read documents after breakfast, without raising his head.
Mu Yanxin: ใใใใใใใ
Really... Success and dedication are directly proportional...