Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 132 God Doesn't Want You, I Want You

Looking up at him, Jiang Yimian's eyes were as shrewd as a little fox, "Young man, I see that your skeleton is amazing, it's like no one in ten thousand, it's a good material to fall in love with me."

"You and I……"

"You told me that day that you were so bad that even God would not want you.

Feng Beiting, let me tell you now, he doesn't want you, I want you. "Even if the whole world doesn't want you, it doesn't matter, you still have me.

"Mianmian!"

"Feng Beiting, I like you.

Although this feeling has not settled into love, nor is it as strong as your feelings for me, but I am sure that I like you and I will never regret it. "She raised her eyes and looked at him with sincere and warm eyes.

"Mianmian..." Feng Beiting hugged her tightly, calling her name over and over again.

He seemed to be excited and didn't know what to say, and it seemed that only these two words were enough to represent a thousand words in his heart.

Jiang Yimian was held in his arms, feeling that the oxygen was getting thinner.

But she didn't struggle, and obediently let him hold her, with her toes raised high, her eyes shining brightly at the stars.

"Mianmian, I just made a wish when I was building a snowman. Do you want to know what it is?" Feng Beiting's voice was slightly lowered, and his beautiful fingertips gently stroked her eyelashes.

The hand that was fiddling with his collar pin paused slightly, and the cherry-like red lips slowly curled up.

She raised her head, looked serious, and said with a smile, "Oh, I don't want to."

"..."

Why don't you play your cards according to the routine!

The hand around her waist suddenly tightened, and Feng Beiting spoke again with a resentful tone, "You have to say you want to know."

"How can you force others to be curious like this?"

"Ask now!"

Reluctantly closing his eyes, Jiang Yimian smiled lightly and followed his thoughts, "Then may I ask Mr. Feng, what wish did you make when you were building a snowman just now?"

"I hope that you can be my wife in this life. I will take care of you, put you to sleep, play with my tie for you, and feed you the best food. If any other woman dares to provoke me, I will I'll kill them for you."

"..."

The one who was silent this time was Jiang Yimian.

The previous words sounded like that, but why did the painting style suddenly change later?

Moreover, it was not the first time she had heard Feng Beiting say this.

When someone else's boyfriend said this, it was probably to make his girlfriend happy, to make her feel at ease, but Jiang Yimian saw the words "words must be followed" on Feng Beiting's face.

Seeing her silent and silent, Feng Beiting suddenly felt uneasy, "Are you scared?"

"What are you afraid of?"

"fear me."

"Why should I be afraid of you?" Jiang Yimian looked at him cutely, "Is there anything about you that I should be afraid of?"

He suddenly lowered his head, and his perfectly lined jaw lightly touched her shoulder.

The sparkling eyes carried a different kind of temptation in the dark night.

"Mianmian, if it's your misfortune that I love you, then I'm sorry to inform you that your misfortune is as long as my life." As he spoke, he turned his head slightly, and his dark lips touched her "Maybe I am a bad person, but maybe if you kiss me, I will become better?"

"Fourth Young Master Feng, isn't your intention too obvious?" Jiang Yimian raised her lips slightly, her dimples showing.

"If you don't kiss me, I can make it more obvious."

This sentence obviously carries a hint of threat.

Blinking her eyes, Jiang Yimian tried to withdraw from his embrace, but unexpectedly, she was hugged even tighter by him. In the end, she could only say to him helplessly, "Then you should let me go..."

He hugged her so tightly, how could she kiss him!
Hearing what she said, Feng Beiting was taken aback for a moment, then smiled charmingly.

Slightly relaxed the confinement on her, but still held her in his arms, as if she would run away as soon as he let go.

Without the slightest bit of shame, he took the initiative to bring his face to Jiang Yimian's lips, Feng Beiting's eyes were frighteningly bright in the dark night, "If you're embarrassed, I can close my eyes."

"..."

Really considerate, the service is too good.

Looking at the seductive face so close to all living beings, Jiang Yimian was subconsciously fascinated.

She had always known that Feng Beiting was good-looking, and she had a deep understanding of this when she first met him.

But at that time, she didn't expect that such a good-looking man would have plans for her.

Because in her opinion, if the two of them met a group of hooligans on the road at the same time, then the probability of Feng Beiting being molested would be much higher than her.

Although for a long time, she didn't understand what he liked about her.

And at that time, there was another person living in her heart, and there was no room for him at all.

However, she obviously underestimated Feng Beiting.

At the beginning of the relationship, he was like an inconspicuous mutant cell, making it difficult for people to notice his existence.

But I don't know when it started, he quietly accumulated cancerous changes, and finally reproduced wantonly. When she finally realized it, he was already "terminally ill".

Human emotion is the most primitive impulse, but reason told her that there should be no entanglement between them.

The Feng family is too complicated, while the Jiang family is too pure.

They are like two extremes, they should not have met, but they met together.

So, in order to avoid the end, she chooses to avoid the beginning of everything.

It's like, as long as you don't plant flowers, you will never see the day when the flowers wither.

It's just that Feng Beiting, this "delicate flower", still confuses her.

She didn't dare to go against the family's beliefs, because she didn't have that much courage, but with him and the combined courage of the two of them, she dared.

Jiang Yimian was immersed in her own thoughts. Poor Fourth Young Master Feng waited in the cold wind for a long time without waiting for the expected "hot kiss". When she frowned and opened her eyes, she was looking at him intently. The affection in his eyes made him almost kidnap her in a fit of excitement.

"Mianmian, I'm still waiting..." He leaned closer to her, and his thin lips brushed the corners of her lips, "Hurry up."

The warm touch from her lips brought Jiang Yimian back to her senses immediately, her eyes flickered slightly, and then she stared blankly at the handsome face that suddenly enlarged in front of her eyes.

From the corner of her eye, she glanced at the brightly lit villa in the courtyard. She guessed that she had been out for a while, and if she didn't go back, her family would probably come out.

Thinking of this, Jiang Yimian didn't dare to waste any more time, she stood on tiptoe and quickly pecked his lips lightly, covering her mouth with her hand before Feng Beiting kissed back.

Feng Sishao frowned unhappily after not kissing the soft and fragrant lips he had imagined.

He leaned forward to ask for a kiss, but she avoided him without hesitation, "No!"

"why?"

"People will find out." Still holding her lips tightly, Jiang Yimian didn't let him succeed, "You bite me every time, I won't be able to explain it when I get home later."

"Then don't explain, just tell them."

"..."

Miss Jiang crossed her chest and looked at him with a smirk.

It seems to be saying, "Think about it for yourself, is what you said reliable"?
Feng Beiting realized the problem belatedly, and looked away guiltily.

"It's very late, you should go back early, I should go in too." After speaking, Jiang Yimian tried to earn a living, but the other party didn't move at all.

"No return!"

"Feng Beiting..."

"I'll just stay here and not go anywhere." Normally, Feng Beiting was obedient, but occasionally he would be a little abnormal, such as now.

He hugged Jiang Yimian tightly, and refused to let go no matter what.

Today is New Year's Eve, so it's good that he didn't kidnap her and let her accompany him to celebrate the New Year.

She refused to give him a hug for a while, so she wasn't afraid that he would cry right now!

"Mianmian, it will be the new year soon, do I have the heart to leave myself here?" Feng Beiting buried his face in her neck, and said in a muffled voice, "I just wanted to make a snowman for you. Your hands are numb from the cold, and you don't know if you will come out, so you just wait here, the night wind is so cold."

"...You must make me cry, don't you?"

"I don't want to make you cry, I just want you to feel sorry for me." Fourth Young Master Feng revealed his purpose very frankly.

Sighing lightly, Jiang Yimian reached out and hugged him back, patted his back lightly, "Feng Beiting, my heart hurts."

She didn't understand before, what kind of love method does he love her?
But now she understands.

His love for her is that he likes her from the bottom of his heart, and feels that her every move is very kind, and he is not happy that she likes others more than him.

And if she liked someone else, he would cry, but after crying, he still chose to continue liking her.

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