Married by Ivan Vane, the bride who was snatched

Chapter 66

Stupid, he was just trying to scare her, he couldn't bear to part with her big, cute and seductive eyes for the time being!

Holding her weak and boneless little hand in his palm, Feng Yueming led her to the jeep.

……

inside the car.

Mi Yao was still thinking about her eyes, "Feng... Shuai, you won't really goug my eyes..."

"Really digging! I'm digging now!"

Speaking of which, Feng Yueming opened her hands and threw herself on Mi Yao.

"Ah!", Mi Yao screamed, and quickly covered her eyes with her hands.

However, the expected pain did not come, she was taken aback for a moment, then opened a finger and peeked at the man beside her, Feng Yueming smiled at her with raised brows, watching her joke.

"Mi Yao, do you know how you will die in the future?"

Tortured to death by him!

Feng Yueming, "Stupid!"

Miyao,...

Seeing the woman's smothered expression and not daring to speak out, Feng Yueming's mouth hooked higher and higher. At this moment, he found that Lieutenant Li in the driver's seat was looking at him through the rearview mirror. Lieutenant Li stared at his face dumbfounded. smile, as if he had never seen him smile before.

Feng Yueming's expression quickly became unnatural, he flattened the corners of his mouth, narrowed his narrow eyes and looked at Adjutant Li, which meant——what are you looking at?
Lieutenant Li withdrew his gaze and sat upright, which meant—Young Commander, I didn't see anything!

He really didn't see anything, he didn't see the young commander smiling so brightly, nor did he see the young commander teasing a girl so naively.

He just saw a fake young marshal!

……

After returning to Lanzhuju, Feng Yueming took Lieutenant Li to the study, probably discussing some confidential matter, Mi Yao was very conscious, she stayed in the living room to make dumplings with Fu's mother.

"Miss Mi, yes, this is how you make dumplings. You are very smart, and you can see through just a little bit. If you make two more dumplings, you will be even more beautiful than the ones I made." Fu's mother praised.

Mi Yao likes Fu's mother very much, Fu's mother knows how to measure, is kind and tactful, in short, she is a smart person who is good at observing words and demeanor.

"Mom Fu, my package is not as good-looking as yours."

"How could it be? I think Miss Mi's dumplings look good," said Fu's mother, looking up at the man who was coming down the stairs, "Young Marshal, you can comment on whether the dumplings I made look good or Miss Mi made them." nice."

Marshal?

Mi Yao turned her head and saw that Feng Yueming had really come down, he was standing on the stairs with one hand in his trouser pocket looking at her.

Mi Yao is embarrassing, all the dumplings she made are at her hand, they were not made well at first, twisted like little caterpillars, she wished she could hide all these "masterpieces".

At this time, a clean and healthy masculinity came over, Feng Yueming stood beside her, he said with disgust, "What are you doing, you are so ugly!"

Miyao,...

She decided not to hide the dumplings, but to hide herself.

Fu's mother looked at Feng Yueming, the man was tall and handsome, and the girl looked petite standing beside him. In terms of appearance, these two people are really a match made in heaven.

The key point is that although Feng Yueming was disgusted, his gaze fell on Mi Yao's blushing little face, his eyes were gentle.

Fu Ma is an old man from the palace, she can tell at a glance that Mi Yao's relationship with Feng Yueming is not simple.

"Oh, young commander, girls are thin-skinned, if you continue to talk like this, Miss Mi will cry." Fu's mother laughed.

cry?
Mi Yao's little face turned even redder, what is this Fu Mama doing, she is so ashamed to say it, she didn't think about anything at first, but now she is even embarrassed.

Mi Yao secretly raised her eyes to look at Feng Yueming.

Unexpectedly, the man was also looking at her, his eyes were shining brightly.

(End of this chapter)