Sweet love marriage: Domineering president keeps teasing

Chapter 32 It hurts
Feng Yiche's eyes were so hot that her mouth was dry, she swallowed hard, Nian Shiqian couldn't help but tighten the quilt on her body.

Imagining what might happen next, Nian Shiqian's body began to dodge involuntarily, and her body was trembling nervously.

Her eyes didn't know where to look, and even her cheeks were flushed as if they were about to bleed. Her mind kept flashing the scene of meeting Feng Yiche for the first time in the hotel——

Chest...skin...and...

grunt.

Why do I suddenly feel so thirsty?

Nian Shiqian, who only cared about dodging, didn't realize that the distance between the beds under her was limited.

Before Feng Yiche reached out to grab her, her body suddenly hung in the air, and was pulled by gravity and fell heavily off the bed.

Feng Yiche frowned: she was afraid.

"It hurts."

Nian Shiqian covered her back with one hand and frowned suddenly, while holding the quilt tightly on her chest with the other hand, fearing that she might be gone again.

The sluggish atmosphere in the room was broken by Nian Shiqian's embarrassment.

For a moment, the silence in the room made the atmosphere a little weird and awkward.

"Ring ring ring ring ring..."

Feng Yiche's cell phone rang.

Standing up and going to the ground, Feng Yiche picked up his phone: "I'm Feng Yiche..."

Poking out half of his head to look at Feng Yiche who was listening to his phone on the other side of the bed, Nian Shiqian carefully picked up the quilt and quickly hid in the cloakroom.

"... Didn't disturb your love with my sister-in-law?" Zhou Chenhan asked intentionally.

Hearing the sound of the door closing behind him, Feng Yiche turned around, and Nian Shiqian had disappeared.

"A board meeting in 10 minutes."

"Isn't it? Now?"

"do you have any opinion?"

"Don't dare, okay, I'll do it now."

After changing into her pajamas, Nian Shiqian stood by the door and put her ears on the door frame to listen to the movement outside.

"Boom."

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Nian Shiqian couldn't help being startled:
Going out so late?

Quickly opened the door, Nian Shiqian looked at the bedroom, it was empty, he really went out.

Feeling a little guilty, Nian Shiqian lowered her head and clenched the corners of her mouth.

Is he angry?
……

"Lu la la, lu la la, lu la la la..."

Waking up early in the morning by the indiscriminate ringing of the mobile phone, she was too lazy to open her eyes while reading, and reached out to fumble by the bedside.

"Hey?"

Hearing the lazy voice on the phone, Wenwen quickly whispered: "Qianqian, you are still sleeping."

It's Wenwen.

Nian Shiqian opened her eyes and looked at the time, it was already 10:30 noon.

Sitting up, he lightly rubbed the back of his neck while reading, and asked, "Is there something wrong?"

Wenwen said: "Actually, it's nothing. It's...it's Zhang Xin. She said she needs to do regular maintenance for the camera. I didn't find you, so I called to ask, did you bring it back?"

camera?

The drowsy people who read lightly all escaped immediately.

We can't let Zhang Xin know that she broke the camera. It will be troublesome to convict her of malicious damage to official business.

"Yes, yes, I brought it home." Nian Shiqian bit her lower lip, "I need to use it, and I will apply to the editor-in-chief to postpone the regular maintenance."

"Oh, so, okay, let me help you talk to Zhang Xin."

"Thank you."

"You're welcome, you go to sleep."

After hanging up the phone, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He glanced at the backpack at the foot of the table, followed by a sigh.

She secretly took the photo of Feng Yiche with her mobile phone, her hands were shaking because she was too nervous, and the pixel of the phone was not very good, so if the photo was broken, she couldn't use it at all.

Dressed neatly, Nian Shiqian went downstairs with her backpack in her hand. As soon as she reached the door of the kitchen, she smelled a strong aroma, very similar to the creamy mushroom soup her mother used to make for her.

"Young Mistress, you are up."

"Ah."

When Nian Shiqian stretched out his head to look at the thick soup in the pot, he swallowed: "It smells so good."

Uncle Liu smiled kindly, and took out a bowl for Nian Shiqian: "Young Mistress, drink it first, and you can start eating when the soup is done."

I wasn't that hungry when I first woke up, but now I was hooked by Uncle Liu's soup, and my stomach was rumbling.

After blowing, Qian Qian took a sip while reading, and immediately gave a thumbs up: "Mm, it's delicious!"

Seeing her drinking happily, Uncle Liu was also happy: "If Young Mistress likes to drink, I will make more for Young Mistress in the future."

"Thank you Uncle Liu."

Leaning on the desk, Nian Shiqian looked at the busy Uncle Liu, and asked curiously: "Uncle Liu, at your age, you never thought of retiring to take care of yourself?"

Uncle Liu looked up at Nian Shiqian: "Young Mistress thinks I'm getting old?"

Nian Shiqian quickly shook her head: "Not old, not old, Uncle Liu is young."

Uncle Liu couldn't help being happy, talking to the young mistress was very comfortable, it felt like talking to his own child.

"I dare not step down if I have not fulfilled my responsibilities." Uncle Liu was serious.

(End of this chapter)