Chapter 118

Feng moye's deep eyes are slightly raised, which means exploration. Cheng ran can feel the temptation in the man's eyes, but she tilts her head towards him as if she didn't understand anything.

"Husband, don't you like what I feed?"

Feng Yanfei echoed: "yes, yes, brother, you don't like what I gave you. Don't you like what my sister-in-law gave you?"

Feng Siqi couldn't see it. When she went up, she wanted to take away the cream cake from Cheng ran. Cheng ran probably expected that she would do this and dodged flexibly.

Feng Siqi became more angry when she saw that she threw herself into the air. She stubbed her neck and roared with Cheng ran.

"Cheng ran, I think you're crazy. You don't even know your last name, do you? My brother doesn't like sweets. Our family knows it. What do you mean now? Do you want to show off your privileges to us? I tell you, even if you're my brother's wife, he won't change his mouth because of anyone..."

Before Feng Siqi could finish his words, Cheng Ran's cake was suddenly eaten by Feng Yanfei. He chewed it twice. He didn't see any discomfort on his face. Instead, he licked the corners of his lips.

This action flushed Cheng Ran's face and heartbeat. His appearance was precious, clear and meaningful. When he picked up his eyes and tail, it gave people a feeling of abstinence. Now he still makes this action, which can't help but make people think.

The man's voice was low and magnetic: "well, it's pretty good, and it's not as bad as expected."

Feng Siqi couldn't believe it: "brother, you used to hate cream cake."

Feng moye picked his eyebrows and said, "this is what my wife fed me. Can it be the same?"

Feng Yanfei helplessly helped her.

"Ah, I'm so sour."

Feng Siqi's face was distraught and red. She was especially unhappy. Finally, she stamped her feet angrily and turned to go upstairs.

Feng Yanfei winked at Cheng ran and gave him a thumbs up.

"My sister-in-law is so powerful. My eldest brother never eats sweets. You changed it so easily."

Cheng ran didn't say anything. She didn't think it was worth showing off. Instead, it made her heart heavy.

She asked Feng moye sideways, "go back to your room?"

The man was a little surprised. Cheng ran would ask him if he wanted to go back to his room. If she changed to the past, she would certainly go back by herself. Where would she care about him.

It proved that she was not completely untouched.

"Well, back."

The two return to the room. Feng moye closes the door and stands up from his wheelchair. Cheng ran walks to the window and looks back at Feng moye, who seems to be in a good mood.

"Your sister seems too hostile to me."

She couldn't bear to eat even a cake. As expected, jealousy was beyond recognition.

Feng moye's face was a little surprised. Cheng Ran's eyes were more interested than usual.

"Jealous?"

Cheng ran sneered: "what makes me jealous is that your sister is so hostile to me. I'm afraid others won't see that she is interested in you. To say that she hates me unilaterally, the key is that she is for men. It's totally unnecessary."

Isn't there an old saying? Why do women bother women.

Feng moye Xin's long body gets up from the wheelchair and walks to Cheng ran, blocking a large area of light.

He bent slightly and stared at Cheng ran with a pair of deep eyes. Cheng Ran's heart beat faster. The man's voice was low and pleasant, and every word seemed to hit her heart.

"Don't I deserve your jealousy?"

Isn't he handsome enough? Isn't her personality attractive enough?

The girl's heart is made of stone. She doesn't mean to be excited when she sees him?

How could Cheng ran not be excited? It may be shy and expectant for other girls, but for Cheng ran, it is mixed with anxiety in panic.

This phenomenon is not good for her. She always believes that the sense of security is given to herself. It's better to expect yourself than to expect others.

In the past, if Feng moye was so close to herself, her face would not be red and her heart would not jump. There was really no feeling that she had not been touched, but now, this feeling is gradually changing.

Especially when the two people are so close, the clear and unique breath on the man is everywhere, inhaled into her lungs, and the temperature of her body is inexplicably rising.

Cheng ran blinked with smart eyes. His usually cold face had other expressions. He looked like a deer, innocent and playful.

Feng moye suddenly pinches her cheeks with both hands and smiles between her eyebrows and eyes.

"My wife is so cute."

Cheng ran looked at Feng moye in surprise. He couldn't believe that this sentence came out of his mouth. Instead of feeling greasy, it made her heart leak.

Even if she hasn't been in love, she knows what this feeling is called. How could she be moved by Feng moye? It doesn't accord with her character.

Cheng ran hurriedly pushed her away: "Feng moye, you'd better take care of your mouth. Your sweet words are useless to me."

"I'm not sweet talking to you. I'm telling the truth. Don't you think you're cute?"

Feng moye doesn't care about Cheng Ran's refusal. The people he wants don't escape from his palm.

He tilted his head slightly, opened his sexy lips slightly, bit her round and white earlobes, and the voice of magnetic bewitchment sounded in the girl's ears.

"So cute... I kind of want to eat you."

Cheng ran subconsciously raises his neck to yell at her, but Feng moye kisses her lips before she opens her mouth. He is gentle, with a bit of love, mixed with a faint taste of dessert.

The girl's mind was blank, so she accepted his kiss.

The temperature of Feng moye's body is hot and frightening because the people in his arms have begun to react somewhere. Cheng ran seems to feel the heat.

She hurried back to her mind, pushed him away and stared at Feng moye in a panic.

"You..."

The man didn't panic at all, but looked at her calmly and explained.

"The normal reaction of a man, do you want your husband to be weak to you?"

Cheng ran didn't know that others had said these words. She felt that she was not Feng moye's opponent in this regard. She'd better slip away first.

She quickly crossed Feng moye's side, walked to the bathroom, closed the door, turned on the faucet, and splashed cold water on her face. It was cold to the bone that made her more rational.

What happened just now, Feng moye... He had that idea about himself. What is hope that his husband can't lift up his strength.

These are all words of tiger and wolf. The man is really different. He is gentle in front of him and Qin beast behind him. She can say these explicit words in front of a person she has never even talked about love.

If one day they really that what, he is not going to give himself