He had always been this straightforward, but it was just that Mu Qinghuan was not in the mood for it.
"You think there's room for negotiation?" He grabbed her petite body, making Mu Qinghuan sit on her lap. Feng Cheng began to frantically kiss and mutter to himself, "Will you be going home tonight?"
"No reply." In order to prevent Feng Cheng from thinking too much, Mu Qinghuan hurriedly explained, "Yan Naier is receiving treatment, I should take care of her."
"It's not your fault." Feng Cheng pressed down on Mu Qinghuan's face and said earnestly, "You helped Yan Naier to make an appointment with Ming Chengyu, even if she is rejected, it has nothing to do with you."
"If I wasn't good at making decisions, maybe Yan Naier wouldn't be so upset." Mu Qinghuan chuckled, "It's all my fault."
"Alright, I've already said that this isn't your fault. Why do you insist on making yourself into a sinner?" His thin lips slowly formed a picture. He liked her taste, and even liked her stubbornness more and more.
"Feng Cheng... "I'm really not in the mood right now …" Dodging and struggling, Mu Qinghuan strongly protested.
"Big brother, I really can't hold it in anymore …" "If you endure any longer, I won't be a man!" As soon as he finished, the whole car began to shake.
Feng Cheng used a perfect technique to change Mu Qinghuan from 'not wanting' to 'a little lighter'.
After that came the difficult words that came out of his mouth.
When everything was over, Feng Cheng still held her tightly, his body was satisfied, but he still did not feel empty. He whispered sweet words into her ear, "Did you feel comfortable just now?"
In reply to Feng Cheng's question, Mu Qinghuan was unwilling to answer directly, instead, she began to criticize angrily, "You are shameless."
"Idiot, love between a man and a woman is very normal. If you keep holding it in, your body will break. Besides, a proper exercise will help you lose weight." His slender fingers holding onto her chin, Feng Cheng said in amusement, "You didn't know? Kissing can help you lose weight... "
"But wuu —!" Without enough time to make a sound, the corner of her mouth had been blocked. Mu Qinghuan could only hug Feng Cheng's neck tightly.
Before he broke into pieces, Feng Cheng finally let her go.
"How come you still don't know how to breathe?" Lowering his voice, Feng Cheng ambiguously asked.
"I just forgot." Wouldn't it be stupid to forget? Mu Qinghuan immediately changed her words, "I have a change of breath!"
"If it wasn't for me forgiving you, you would have hung up long ago." Smiling softly, Feng Cheng lowered his head and carefully examined Mu Qinghuan's face once through. With such a beautiful face, he had to remember it carefully, protect it well, and never lose it again.
"Enough? Hurry and send me back, I want to cook for Yan Naier. " Mu Qinghuan was very active.
"Qinghuan, you weren't too biased. You didn't even treat me like this." Feng Cheng shook his hands and refused to budge unless, "You please me and make this young master happy."
"…" Mu Qinghuan just wanted to ignore him and get down from the carriage.
Only, Feng Cheng saw through this point first, and extended his powerful arm to hold her tightly in his embrace.
Helpless, Mu Qinghuan immediately turned her head and fiercely kissed Feng Cheng, "Are you satisfied now?"
"There's one more side." Feng Cheng pointed to the other side of his face.
"No." If she wanted to kiss him on the other side, wouldn't she have to sit on his leg? Otherwise, with her small body, she wouldn't even be able to reach him.
"I want it." Feng Cheng had a lot of patience. Furthermore, he could reach out and touch her, eat some tofu, and take advantage of her.
Mu Qinghuan laughed and straddled Feng Cheng's body to give him a long kiss, to the point where his face turned deep red.
As for Feng Cheng, he couldn't even stand up to his teasing. Once he noticed her taking the initiative, he would immediately take action …
Originally, Mu Qinghuan just wanted to give him a kiss, then turn into a lingering kiss, finally becoming an intense exercise …
Exhausted, Mu Qinghuan nestled into Feng Cheng's embrace.
From time to time, Feng Cheng would lower his head to kiss her, and then hug her a little tighter.
Mu Qinghuan could not avoid his kiss, and thus accepted it indifferently.
Feng Cheng turned even more ferocious, he wished that he could merge with Mu Qinghuan's body.
"Oh, I'm so sleepy." Soon after, Mu Qinghuan slept soundly in Feng Cheng's embrace.
Knowing that Mu Qinghuan did not trust him, Feng Cheng asked Ming Chengyu to send him food.
Ming Chengyu only asked the secretary to take care of it, while he himself drove the car and waited downstairs quietly.
"Young Master Ming, the food has been delivered." The secretary knocked on the door and said respectfully.
"Oh, I understand. This has nothing to do with you. You can leave first." Ming Chengyu nodded slightly.
"Yes." Before the secretary left, she heard Ming Chengyu's ruthless orders, "Oh yes, do not spread the news."
"Yes." Of course the young miss would not dare to let the matter of Yan Naier's disfigurement out.
After Ming Chengyu finished smoking a pack of cigarettes, he opened the car door and got off, but did not go upstairs.
Actually, the moment she saw the secretary, Yan Naier immediately knew who had delivered the rice. Not only did she not eat it, she had also poured all of it into the toilet bowl.
At 6 PM in the evening, Yan Naier did not see him back home, so she put on her clothes and took the initiative to go downstairs to buy food.
As long as she had a mask and sunglasses, she could also live like a normal person. However, the moment she went downstairs, she smelled a strong scent of smoke, frowned, covered the tip of her nose, and subconsciously looked over. In one glance, she saw Ming Chengyu's complicated and flickering eyes.
"What's wrong? Are you going out?" Ming Chengyu was surprised, what was Yan Naier going to do if she did not treat his face at home? If you don't take care of it properly, it will infect the wound.
Without a sound, Yan Naier placed both of her hands in her pockets and walked to the side. Not far away, was the supermarket, she wanted to buy fresh fruits and vegetables for herself to eat.
"I'll send you off?" Ming Chengyu walked up a few steps and very quickly, he was shoulder-to-shoulder with Yan Naier.
Yan Naier still did not make a sound, and pretended that Ming Chengyu did not exist.
"Do you really have to show me this?" What did Ming Chengyu do wrong? He just didn't want a woman whose face had been ruined, how many normal men could guarantee that they would forever stay by the side of a woman with such a face?
He, Ming Chengyu, honestly replied once, but he could not do it.
There was a layer of anger in Yan Naier's eyes, she really wanted to curse, but after thinking about it, as long as he did not exist, it would be fine.
Who knew that with Yan Naier's cold attitude, Ming Chengyu had thought that as long as he took the initiative to speak first, Yan Naier would be moved to the point of being stirred up.
From the looks of it, he was ridiculously wrong.
Finally, Ming Chengyu could no longer hold back and tugged on Yan Naier's wrist, "I'm getting engaged."