Chapter 199

Shen Yan pushed his chest, "what are you doing!"

"Don't move, let me hug."

“……”

Her feet tried to move. Sure enough, she touched his leg and suddenly blackened her face.

"How did you get into my bed?"

"Take a closer look. Whose quilt is it?"

Shen Yan looked at it and suddenly felt bad.

This is the quilt that Feng Ming covered last night, and her quilt fell under the bed. How could this happen?

"You got me under your bed, didn't you?"

"You think so. Last night you tossed too much. I didn't have a good rest. You let me sleep for a while. " He hugged a little closer.

Shen Yan moved his body uncomfortably, "you let go, I'm going to get up."

"Just a minute, just let me hold it for a minute."

"No, I have to see Yuer."

Then she continued to move.

Feng Ming pressed her down and pasted her on himself. The change of a certain position made her hot.

"You... You rascal!"

"Madam, it's not the first day you know it. No one knows better than you when it should react."

Shen Yan is stiff.

"That's it. I'll just sleep for a while."

"But..."

"Or when it wakes up, you comfort it?"

Shen had to bite his teeth.

How can this man be so bad?

He obviously closed his eyes, and his tone didn't sound frivolous, but he said as much as he was not serious.

She didn't understand before. She thought he was bluffing herself.

Later, she was pressed on the bed every time. After this and that, she didn't dare to provoke him easily.

Shen Yan didn't dare to move, so he lay in his arms.

Lying down, sleepy, soon fell asleep again.

The sound of even breathing came. The man who should have fallen asleep opened his eyes and looked greedily at the woman in front of him.

For three thousand years, only when he held her in his arms did he really feel that this person was beside him.

He slowly tightened his arm, even if it would make him uncomfortable.

This is the only time to hold her so recklessly.

Shen Yan opens his eyes again. Feng Ming is no longer around. A voice comes from the living room.

She hurriedly got up to wash and change clothes, walked out of the living room and saw Feng Jing and his wife with Feng Yan.

"Mother, were you tired last night?" Feng Yan joked.

With the contact experience of the first two times, Shen Yan calmed down a lot, "don't try to get anything out of me. Can you joke about your parents freely?"

Feng Yan was shocked.

"Niang, do you still keep the concept of qingluan country? That's not fun. There are too many rules and regulations. It's boring to play. "

Shen Yan ignored his words and asked him, "what are you doing now?"

"Pianist."

"..." apart from the beautiful leather bag, she really didn't think Feng Yan was like a pianist.

"Don't you think I'm different?"

“……”

"I don't think so, but I can't stand it. My personal charm is too big, and I'm helpless."

Before Shen Yan started, Feng Jing couldn't help but punch him, "talk well, like what?"

Feng Yan didn't notice. He pushed him onto the sofa. He simply sat down and chatted with Huo Congyu.

"Sister-in-law, my elder brother, isn't he very good?"

"Well, very good."

"What's good?"

"Everything was very good."

"Isn't there anything more outstanding?"

Huo also heard something wrong from the language, but he didn't respond, "what are you asking?"