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"Oh." Forcefully putting his small hand on Feng Cheng's shoulder, Mu Qing Huan tried to sit … Climb on him.

It wasn't good to have a short hand!

"Continue..." Feng Cheng reminded his meaningfully.

The one that didn't scare him, right?

Smelling the blood on his nose, Mu Qing Huan tried to get close to him, it was just that she wasn't familiar with his business …

It was all wrong.

"That …" "I'll go and study it first..." Clutching his chest, Mu Qing Huan secretly searched for a phone. He especially wanted to go online to try it out, so what he should do to continue the search …

"Study what?" The corner of his mouth curled up into a charming smile as he grabbed her shoulders. There were some things that should have been done without a teacher … Stupid woman.

"Erm, I'm not familiar with this business!" These words were extremely embarrassing, but Mu Qing Huan tactfully said, "How about, how about we try tomorrow?"

"I'll kiss you first..." Feng Cheng's throat rolled up and down as his index finger drew a line at the corner of her mouth, "There's no rush. Take it slow.

"When you were with Yan Nai Er, did you feel it?" Mu Qing Huan curiously asked as she turned to look at him.

He said he didn't feel anything.

Could it be that if it was Yan Nai Er, he would immediately feel it?

"Not to her." After explaining in detail, Feng Cheng's face turned sincere. In Mu Qing Huan's eyes, he was like an extremely obedient kid.

"Really?" Mu Qing Huan was worried. If even the national goddess had no way to attract his attention, would she be okay?

"Cut the crap, hand your body over!"

Putting his hand on the back of Mu Qing Huan's head, Feng Cheng's tone was extremely charming, not giving her the slightest chance to retreat.

Feng Cheng was not satisfied in the slightest. He pinched the corner of her lips and violently kissed his …

Just as he was about to faint, the bet between Mu Qing Huan and her brain suddenly surfaced...

Feng's has a New Product to push out, at that time, I will attend it in the name of being the spokesperson, and he will be in charge of this activity …

He cares about you. He will probably remove me just because you told him not to use me …

If I get the endorsement, when you leave Feng Cheng …

If I lose the endorsement, you are welcome to return today's shame to me!

"I heard that the spokesperson for the Feng's's New Product is Yan Nai Er …" Pressing his hand against the side of his lips, Mu Qing Huan slightly stepped back, his clear and beautiful eyes revealing his confusion, "You're the person in charge, how about we switch her out?"

"There's no reason..." Mu Qing Huan shook her head, that strand of hair following her movements, was scattered and lazily scattered in front of her, exuding an indescribably charming and flirtatious feeling.

He immediately laughed lightly and picked up a strand of hair to sniff at the tip of his nose, "For a spokesperson, it's not like he's playing house. I believe in this principle, you understand."

Yan Nai Er was an artiste under the banner of Mo Tian and was his tool to absorb gold. She would not easily give up on such a good deal.

This was the first time he used his identity as a Feng Family to work in the Feng's. With Yan Nai Er as his spokesperson, he could accomplish twice the results with half the work. Right now, this was the moment he needed to prove it to the old man …

It would not make sense if he were to change to a spokesperson at the last minute...

Initially, Yan Nai Er knew what was important inside and had intentionally set up a trap.

As for her, Mu Qing Huan, she only thought that she did not care about the results, but hearing that he did not want to replace Yan Nai Er, she did not feel comfortable.

"So you don't agree?" Without knowing where she got angry, Mu Qing Huan pushed Feng Cheng away. She still wanted to fight for him.

Mu Qing Huan quickly went to the door and opened it, but was surprised to see someone.

It's Yan Nai Er!

The ghosts wouldn't let go of her!

"Shen Si Ran is here, she's downstairs." She lightly glanced at Mu Qing Huan, and when she saw the kiss mark on her neck, Yan Nai Er's eyes were ruthless, then deliberately ignored Mu Qing Huan and stared straight at Feng Cheng, the look in her eyes was not only one of longing, but also one of resentment.

She, Yan Nai Er, would do whatever it took for him, accept whatever endorsements needed to be given, accept whatever scenes were given. Yet as for him, he refused to give her a single glance …

Despite knowing that she was downstairs, she was still carrying Mu Qing Huan around the room …

Did you forget how many times he got sick, and how sensitive he was this time, all because of Mu Qing Huan?

Damn, Shen Si Ran is here too? Mu Qing Huan stood at the door, she had no reason to go downstairs.

Manager Shen kept saying that she was Xin Xin's mother. Why, did she come to see her son?

"Butler." As if he was flying towards the stairs, Feng Cheng lazily reached out with his hands to grab onto the railing, "Take him out."

"Young Master Feng, what do you mean by that? I am Xin Xin's mother, I have the right to come and see my son! " Shen Si Ran's throat tightened, she had no choice, since she was involved, she had to muster up the courage to continue acting, if not, that girl, that girl, would kill her.

"Throw them away." Completely disregarding Shen Si Ran's words, Feng Cheng ordered the butler to lead the guards who were hiding in the vicinity of shallow bay to drag Shen Si Ran away.

"Daddy …" Xin Xin pushed open the door and looked at Feng Cheng in confusion.

"Accompany your mother." Feng Cheng caught milk bag and threw him into Mu Qing Huan's embrace.

"Tell him a story..." Feng Cheng stared fixedly at Mu Qing Huan.

Mu Qing Huan's nose twitched as she hugged the heavy milk bag. She really wanted to cry, why was her life so bitter? What if Manager Shen was really Xin Xin's mother?

"Mom." Feng Xin affectionately kissed Mu Qing Huan on the cheek, then pointed at Yan Nai Er: "I don't like this auntie!"

milk bag thought that he was unhappy because of Yan Nai Er, so he glared at Yan Nai Er angrily.

Immediately, Yan Nai Er's face darkened, but she could not do anything to Xin Xin, after all, he was Feng Cheng's son.

"Are you Xin Xin? "He looks so cute …" Yan Nai Er didn't think the same way. This child was extremely similar to Feng Cheng, and she didn't feel good about it no matter what.

"I'm your Auntie Yan. Don't you remember?" Yan Nai Er had seen Xin Xin once, it was just that at that time, Xin Xin was still very young.

"I don't remember!" Xin Xin snorted, and shook his leg twice in dissatisfaction. Any woman who bullied her mother was a bad woman!

"Dad, I don't want you to bring other women home!" milk bag said angrily.

"Daddy promises you. "You have to behave, and coax mom back to her room to rest …" Slightly smiling, Feng Cheng rubbed his son's head.

Xin Xin nodded obediently as he blinked his eyes cutely at Mu Qing Huan, "Mother, bring me to my room! I want to hear your story! "

Unexpectedly, Mu Qing Huan was amused, and carried the heavy milk bag back to her room. But before she left, she couldn't help but turn back to look at Feng Cheng …