Sweet love marriage: Domineering president keeps teasing

Chapter 126 Abnormal, collection addiction or something
Hearing Nian Shiqian's exclamation, Uncle Liu rushed over after hearing the news: "Where is there a thief?"

Nian Shiqian pointed to the empty fence: "My clothes are gone!"

Liu Bo paused in the air with his hand holding the chopping board, um...

She sighed lightly when she read it, really, her clothes are worthless, why would someone steal them?

Watching Nian Shiqian walk up the stairs from the back, Uncle Liu trotted to Feng Yiche's side: "Master, Young Mistress will find out..."

"Ah—" A scream came from the bedroom, and Nian Shiqian ran out of the bedroom quickly, ran all the way to the living room, and looked at Feng Yiche seriously, "The thief also stole my suitcase, and it was in the Under the noses of the two of us!"

As he said that, Nian Shiqian couldn't help touching his chin, thinking: "No, why didn't I hear anything?"

why?It's not because of her family's CEO Feng!

After tossing in the bedroom for half the night, her bones were about to fall apart, and she rubbed in the bathroom until dawn. By the time she fell asleep, it was already 05:30 in the morning.

Looking angrily at Feng Yiche who still didn't respond, he said angrily, "Didn't the security of the Feng Mansion say that even flies should not fly in? It's similar to the security of the Fengtu Group. How many people haven't seen?" sharp."

Feng Yiche put down the chopsticks in his hand, and looked up at Nian Shiqian with disdain: "No one will steal those broken things."

Break something?
Nian Shiqian bit her lips: "You...how do you know, maybe it's a pervert or something, maybe it's a collection addiction!"

When Nian Shiqian finished speaking, Uncle Liu gasped, and quickly looked at Feng Yiche, who had a gloomy expression.

Surprised by Feng Yiche's sinister aura, Nian Shiqian lowered his head: "I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about the person who stole my things."

But when Nian Shiqian finished explaining, he found that someone's face was even uglier.

Standing up, Feng Yiche grabbed Nian Shiqian's wrist with one hand, and strode out with the other hand grabbing the coat that was on the sofa.

"Clean up the bedroom."

"Yes. Young master, young mistress, go slowly."

Nian Shiqian struggled, not knowing what he suddenly wanted to do, but when she heard Feng Yiche tell Uncle Liu that she was going to tidy up the bedroom, thinking of the mess of the bed, she hurriedly said:

"I'll clean up the bedroom myself, don't bother Uncle Liu."

"You don't even have the energy to walk, and you still have the energy to tidy up the room?"

Feng Yiche asked indifferently.

When Nian Shiqian blushed, he was pushed into the co-pilot right after.

"But..." Nian Shiqian was shy, "Uncle Liu will see it."

Feng Yiche has already sat in the cab and fastened his seat belt.

Glancing at Nian Shiqian's shy cheeks, Feng Yiche's blood boiled when he thought of the lingering last night.

This stupid woman was born to be a poppy flower with a hidden deadly smell. As soon as he tasted it, he fell in love with the delicious taste that penetrated to the marrow.

"Does it still hurt?" Feng Yiche asked softly.

Nian Shiqian knew what he was asking, shook her head shyly, and replied softly: "It's much better."

With a smile on the corner of Feng Yiche's mouth, he drove the car out of the gate.

"You haven't said where you're going yet." Nian Shiqian looked at Feng Yiche, but Feng Yiche didn't want to answer her.

She frowned slightly while reading, she was still wondering where her clothes went, could it be haunted?

Five minutes later, a large shopping mall under the name of Fengtu Group was closed, as if it was waiting for the arrival of some important person.

(End of this chapter)