Chapter 166

Feng moye handed the things in the back seat to Cheng ran: "today is Grandpa's birthday. You should show some gratitude."

Cheng ran refused: "I don't need it. Even if I do, the old man won't believe I bought it for him."

She doesn't like such hypocrisy. She wants to please Feng family. In fact, she doesn't have to.

Che Jin in front advised, "madam, although the old man may not believe it, sometimes this superficial Kung Fu is still needed. Besides, if you don't give it away, where can Feng Zong's face be put? It doesn't seem very good for both of you to be gossip by those relatives at that time."

Cheng Ran's hands were frozen in the air. For a moment, he didn't know whether to answer or not. He was stunned for a moment before he asked him.

"All your relatives are coming today, isn't it good stubble?"

Feng moye looks at Cheng ran and suddenly feels that his wife is a little cute. He sneers and takes back the gift.

"Yes, it's not a good fault, but since your wife doesn't like to pretend, just follow your heart."

In his eyes, she is like the cleanest mountain spring. These fake models and fake postures are very good if she doesn't want to learn. Let her maintain her personality and not be changed by those hypocrisies.

Cheng ran twitches in the corners of his eyes and glances at Feng moye.

"Do you... Stop persuading?"

Maybe she agreed for the first time.

Feng moye doesn't understand his wife's meaning at all. His lips are slightly raised and his face has a good attitude.

"No, whatever you want, it's up to you."

Cheng ran didn't speak any more, but bowed his head and fiddled with his mobile phone. Feng moye was talking to Che Jin about the company. They happened to talk about the project that Cheng ran directly intercepted from him last time.

Feng moye asked Che Jin, "have you found out recently?"

"Well... I found out that He Chuan is from Xingyue game studio. He seems to be a hacker, but he didn't listen to his involvement in the project. In other words, he is likely to be someone else's shield and want to confuse our audio-visual experience."

Cheng ran was still sending a message to He Chuan. His fingertips slid quickly on it. It seemed that he heard Feng moye and Che Jin talking about He Chuan's name. He immediately gave a finger meal, but didn't raise his eyes.

She doesn't know whether Feng moye really doesn't know it has something to do with himself or whether he deliberately wants to set himself up at this time.

If she raised her eyes at this time, it would be a guilty conscience. She continued to send messages with her fingers.

While Che Jin was talking, he subconsciously glanced at Cheng ran and found that his wife's expression was very indifferent. He looked at Feng moye quietly, and Feng moye asked Cheng ran.

"Wife, do you know he Chuan?"

Cheng ran raised his eyes and nodded calmly.

"Yes."

Che Jin immediately sits in a serious position and thinks he has spied on some news, but Feng moye doesn't think that even if Cheng ran really knows he Chuan, she won't admit it so easily. Her way is not very elusive, and the development of things will always surprise you.

Don't be happy too soon.

Soon, Cheng Ran's statement confirmed what Feng moye thought.

"Isn't he the boss of a game studio? The games they produce are pretty good, but there are too many loopholes. They often get stuck, or they can't get in for half a day. I have to complain to them sometime, and I've made a lot of money in them."

Che Jin said, "madam, we're not talking about this."

"What are you talking about?" Cheng ran stared at Che Jin with a confused face.

"We're talking..."

"Che Jin, concentrate on driving your car."

Che Jin is almost speechless. He is about to blurt out. Feng moye coldly interrupts him.

"OK, you talk. I'll drive." Che Jin feels a little tired talking to his wife sometimes, but she's not sure if she's pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

Feng moye holds his chin on his elbow and tilts his head. His deep eyes stare at his little wife for a moment.

"Oh, my wife is still obsessed with online games?"

"I'm not the boss to play games for fun. I don't need to manage everything every day." Cheng ran said with ease.

"How much do you know about He Chuan? Last time he collaborated with someone to steal my project, and it hasn't been found out yet. Wife, do you think I should ask someone out to see if I can ask for something?"

When Feng moye speaks, he looks at Cheng ran affectionately, but only Cheng ran knows where he is affectionate. It is clear that he is afraid to miss any of his micro expressions.

Is this man going to fight with himself on this project?

Cheng ran completely regarded himself as an outsider and said to the point, "if you offer, you can go to the studio to find him and tell me what's the use, what work I do in your company and what salary I get. Don't you have any points in mind?"

Let her give him advice. It's no different from going to the doctor in a hurry.

Feng moye was amused by her words and stretched out his hand to play with her hair, with a smile on his eyebrows and corners of his eyes.

"Why don't you be my assistant, personal assistant, huh?"

When he said this, his side face was close to Cheng ran. If the cool lips didn't wipe her cochlea, bursts of hot breath made her subconsciously want to hide.

But the carriage was so narrow that she had nowhere to escape. She was sealed by Mo ye in this small world.

The man's breath is pervasive, and he doesn't know whether the temperature in the car is rising or whether Cheng Ran is too nervous and restrained, and his cheeks are hot. Feng moye is very curious, and his tone is slightly raised.

"Wife, you blush."

Cheng ran was extremely embarrassed. She tilted her jaw and guarded her last pride.

"It's clear that the temperature is too high."

"Really? I'll touch it." Feng moye puts his palm on her cheek. Cheng ran subconsciously wants to avoid, but he is closer to the man.

Cheng ran thinks he's going crazy. Can he not be so close to himself? His breath is full of the taste of hormones secreted by this man, and then look at his wild handsome face, cool, thin and sexy lips, as if he wants to

She decided to give him another chance.

"Feng moye, are you sure you don't get out of the way?"

These words, more or less, have a taste of coercion.

Feng moye raised his eyebrows: "No."

Cheng Ran's eyes flashed a sly smile, stretched out his hand to pull his collar and kissed him

Che Jin saw this scene through the rearview mirror. His chin was almost startled to the ground. I'll go.

My wife actually kissed president Feng. This wave of counterattack is OK.

Feng moye was stunned for a moment. Cheng ran would take the initiative to kiss him, which was really beyond his expectation. She couldn't dodge touching her in the past.

When Cheng ran was satisfied, he let go of him. His eyes were slightly blurred. Feng moye's taste... Was very good, very in line with her taste.

Moreover, he always takes advantage of himself at ordinary times. This time, he should take the initiative. She doesn't like being passive. She prefers to control everything in her own hands, which makes her feel more secure.

Her eyes rippled and her lips raised a happy smile: "can you get out of the way now?"

Seal Mo Ye's lips.

"No, because I don't like being suppressed."

As soon as the voice fell, the man turned passive into active and kissed again