C542 Carry him

His light voice was filled with magnetism, and dropped down from the top of Mu Qinghuan's head, "Do you want me to be gentle?"

As if she had been electrocuted, Mu Qinghuan only felt suppressed. She desperately held down her beating heart and struggled to resist, "CEO, I don't need to go on a business trip with you anymore!"

"Why?" He was in a good mood and was admiring her messy appearance.

"Because …" She wanted to say something but hesitated. Mu Qinghuan couldn't find a suitable reason, so she didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Feng Cheng clearly knew the reason, right?

A single man and woman travelling alone together was already enough to cause misunderstandings, and Feng Cheng even forbade her to notify her real boyfriend, Li Tangyao. Furthermore, he had to say some ambiguous words, he was crossing borders!

All of this was very dangerous!

"Since you can't find the reason, you can't leave without permission …" Feng Cheng's finger swept across her smooth shoulder as he vaguely reminded her, "Moreover, the plane has already taken off."

This meant that everything had been settled. Unless she jumped down from the plane, she would definitely be inseparable from Feng Cheng in these three days.

"…" drooped her cheeks. How could this be? She and Feng Cheng were out on a business trip, if this were to spread, it would be hard to explain with her eight mouths. In other words, her reputation in the company had been spread far and wide, and with this continuous promotion, her reputation would definitely go bad.

But it was all because of Feng Cheng!

In a fit of rage, Mu Qinghuan pulled Feng Cheng's arm away, and then placed him on the small table in front of him, wanting to rest his head on it.

With furrowed brows, Feng Cheng coldly snorted and pushed her head back into his embrace once more, "What are you making a fuss about?

"Who are you to me?" Mu Qinghuan asked, amused. "A secretary like me, how can I sleep in your arms? I'm not your mistress, and even more so, not your secret lover!"

In fact, Feng Cheng's current actions, was as if she, Mu Qinghuan, was a lover that he could not afford to see. Everyone knew that his true girlfriend was Ouyang Meiluo, but they had secretly gotten involved with her, giving off the feeling that she was playing a game.

"What, you want a title?" Raising the corners of her eyes, Feng Cheng calmly looked at Mu Qinghuan. Her sharp eyes, seemed to see through her!

"That's not what I meant … "You misunderstood …" Mu Qinghuan pursed her lips and thought for a moment. Then, he said, "I already have a boyfriend, so I hope that you can consider this when you are working."

Finished speaking, Mu Qinghuan buried her head on the small table, and did not dare to look at Feng Cheng's face again. She had clearly said what she should say, but why did she feel so uncomfortable?

Fog gathered in the depths of her eyes. Mu Qinghuan was at a loss for a moment, but then she thought, why is she so confused, why does it feel so uncomfortable?

Raising his lower jaw, Feng Cheng stared fixedly at the small ball of Qi around him. If he could harden his heart, he would have killed her, but he did not, forcefully suppressing the anger in his heart, he did not become angry, he only laughed, and closed his eyes to rest.

Slowly, Mu Qinghuan finally raised her head, pretended to inadvertently shoot him a glance, and then quickly retracted her gaze.

However, she had to make her words clear and maintain a safe distance from him …

Mu Qinghuan was almost certain that if Li Tangyao couldn't find her, he would definitely give her a call, but she could only contact him after arriving at Hainan.

Once again lying on the table, Mu Qinghuan drew circles on the table out of boredom. She had never felt so lost before …

When she woke up two years ago, the first thing she saw was Li Tangyao. At that time, she felt that he was her sunlight, capable of illuminating everything she did.

Although she did not remember the past, Li Tangyao never got angry. Instead, he patiently accompanied her by her side, giving her joy, giving her everything, and helping her find her family …

This kind of warmth, no one could give it to her, no one could.

But now, an ex-husband suddenly appeared … He kept getting closer to her, then closer to her, and this messed up everything that was originally calm.

What should he do?

After secretly wiping away her tears, Mu Qinghuan didn't want to reveal her weak side to others. She closed her eyes again and started to pretend to be asleep.

"Sir, miss, do you need any water?" The beautiful air stewardess pushed a load of drinks away.

"No, thank you."

"A glass of orange juice."

Mu Qinghuan and Feng Cheng spoke in unison.

Afterwards, the two of them looked at each other. This was the first sentence they spoke after their argument.

"A glass of orange juice." After a moment of surprise, Feng Cheng reacted and took the orange juice from the flight attendant.

"Is there anything else I can help you with?" The air stewardess asked with a smile that was like flowers.

Hearing that, Feng Cheng looked at Mu Qinghuan, "What do you want?"

"A glass of orange juice, please." Mu Qinghuan looked towards the flight attendant politely.

"Alright." The air stewardess took out another glass of orange juice, but Feng Cheng shook his head, "No need."

Although the air stewardess was suspicious, she did not say anything else and just pushed the cart forward.

After the flight attendant left, Feng Cheng placed the orange juice into Mu Qinghuan's hands and said, "Take it."

"Drink it." Mu Qinghuan shook her head.

Feng Cheng frowned in displeasure, "No?"

"Nope." It's very strange, Mu Qinghuan said, disobeying her own will.

"The one who wants to drink is you, the one you don't want is also you. What do you want to do?" Although his expression was not good, Feng Cheng's tone was still gentle, not too scary.

"I thought you wanted to drink it yourself." Mu Qinghuan said awkwardly, that was why she did not want to snatch it from him.

"Remember, I don't like sweet food." With that said angrily, Feng Cheng acted as if he was going to let go. Mu Qinghuan immediately picked up the cup of orange juice and took small sips.

After drinking the orange juice, Mu Qinghuan immediately took out her notebook, and seriously memorized the important parts, which were all about Feng Cheng's habit.

Seeing that, Feng Cheng snatched the notebook away and stuffed it into his bag: "Truly stupid, use your head to remember this."

What he wanted was not to be perfunctory. If it was only a matter of business, he would rather not have it. He would rather she had completely forgotten about it.

"…" Use your head? Mu Qinghuan blinked her eyes, then nodded.

In any case, what she had to take responsibility for, and in other words, it was Feng Cheng's habit to take responsibility, wasn't too difficult at all.

Seeing that Mu Qinghuan was an obedient child, Feng Cheng reached out and pressed his hand on her forehead, "Good girl."

With this tone, are you sure you aren't calling me a pet dog?

Mu Qinghuan moved back two steps, retracted her head, and fell asleep after a few moments.

Just as Mu Qinghuan fell asleep, Feng Cheng reached out his arms for her to carry, and it was as if he was hugging onto a pillow, sleeping soundly.

Not long later, his arm started to ache. He thought that it would be better to change his arm, but she firmly held onto him, not letting him leave for even a second.