Married by Ivan Vane, the bride who was snatched

Chapter 142 She is cheap, but he likes to be cheap
Outside the presidential palace.

Huangfu Jianchen chased after him, "Second Brother, wait a minute."

Feng Yueming slowly slid down the rear window of the luxury car, and asked lightly, "Jian Chen, what's the matter?"

"Yes, that vice president wanted to harm you, were you injured?" Huangfu Jianchen asked with concern.

"No, I've seen through his plan a long time ago."

"That's good..." Huangfu Jianchen murmured, then he hesitated to speak and looked at the seat next to Feng Yueming.

"Jian Chen, speak up if you have something to say."

"Second brother, heh, I just want to ask, how is that Mi Yao's father doing? Last time he was in the hospital, her father was still giving first aid..."

"Jianchen," Feng Yueming frowned and interrupted him directly, "Mi Yao is my woman, you don't care about her affairs from now on."

After finishing speaking, Feng Yueming instructed Adjutant Li, "Drive."

Huangfu Jianchen looked at the moving car and scratched his head, did he make the second brother angry?

In fact, he knew he shouldn't ask, but these days his mind was full of images of Mi Yao crying, that girl was so pitiful, he couldn't help but want to care about her.

Is he possessed?

……

Lanzhuju.

Feng Yueming worked in the study for two full hours, then he went downstairs, entered the dining room, and started to have dinner.

There were a lot of delicacies on the dining table, full of color, fragrance and master craftsmanship, but Feng Yueming didn't lift the chopsticks, he just glanced at the seat opposite, it was empty.

Mi Yao is not here.

"Young commander, is today's dish not to your liking?" Fu Ma sensed the mood of the master, so she asked cautiously.

Feng Yueming pursed her thin lips, her handsome features were stern and sharp, "Remove all these dishes, and have a bowl of... dumplings."

"Yes."

Soon, a bowl of steaming dumplings came and was placed by Feng Yueming's hand, "Young Commander, you can eat."

Feng Yueming glanced at the dumplings in the bowl, the shape of the dumplings was very beautiful, not at all like the ugly little caterpillar she made that day.

He suddenly remembered that those little bugs had already been eaten by him.

"Don't eat." Feng Yueming got up and went upstairs.

……

in the room.

The door of the bathroom opened, surrounded by a gust of air-conditioning, Feng Yueming took a shower, put on a black silk pajamas and went to bed, he closed his eyes.

However, he couldn't sleep.

Opening his eyes and turning sideways, he stretched out his hand and slowly touched the pillow beside him, then buried his face in it and took a sip. It smelled so good, the pillow was covered with the fragrance of her hair.

He buried himself deeply in the pillow, and his soft and thin lips brushed the pillow cover as if in nothing.

The stubborn and stunning little face is always in his mind, and he is used to hugging her to sleep every night. She is not here tonight, and he feels that his heart is empty. This feeling of emptiness will drive him crazy.

He gently raised his handsome eyebrows, rolled his Adam's apple, he really hated himself, she didn't want him anymore with this little talent, and he still licked his face?
She's a slut, and he likes being a slut!
That's why she dared to follow other men unscrupulously, because she knew he couldn't do anything to her, and she couldn't bear it.

Feng Yueming's face was as cold as ice, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed directly.

Since you miss her, go directly to her, why bother holding yourself back, not playing for nothing, why don't you let other men play?

If he hadn't brought her and Mo Luosong back, then what are she and Mo Luosong doing now? They must be doing some shameless deeds. She will never let him down, and is always ready for surprises and surprises for him.

(End of this chapter)