"I'll persuade him, you dissipate your anger."

After that, Wen Mei said some words of pleasing and comfort, and Feng Yi's anger finally subsided.

Out of the study, Wen Mei secretly made up her mind that she couldn't let Feng Chen mess around anymore, otherwise Feng Yi would definitely seal everything away.

***

It wasn't early, and Aunt Xiao went back to her room to sleep.

The two of them were the only ones left in the living room, and it was very quiet.

Feng Chen picked up Song Zhiyue and put it on his lap, looking at the red mark on her left face, his eyes darkened.

He knew her grievances, and he also knew that his mother had gone too far every time.

Not only Wen Mei, Feng Yi also did too much.

Feng Yi announced it at today's wedding, but no one informed him, and he didn't know anything about it.

"All the grievances I brought to you, do you regret it?"

Song Zhiyue raised his hand around his neck, his eyes were attracted by the deep and handsome facial features of the dust, and he couldn't take his eyes off.

"I can bear all the grievances, as long as you keep me in your heart."

Feng Chen shook his head.

Song Zhiyue's heart ached, and a layer of mist came out of his eyes in an instant.

"I've got you in my heart, so I can't let you be wronged." Feng Chen kissed her moist eyelashes.

Song Zhiyue was slightly stunned, and his hands tightly wrapped around Feng Chen's neck.

She also thought that his shaking head was a rejection of her sentence - as long as you keep me in your heart.

Feng Chen caressed her red and swollen face, with pity in his eyes: "Was it painful at the time?" ”

"It hurts, if it were someone else, I would definitely slap it back, but that's your mother." She pouted, very aggrieved.

"If she still makes trouble for you in the future, you don't have to give her a good look, lest she have to make an inch."

Song Zhiyue pursed her lips: "Then she will definitely say that I don't have a tutor." ”

Feng Chen said: "If she says this sentence in the future, you will say that I am your parent, and let her come to me if she is dissatisfied." ”

"I don't have a young and handsome dad like you!" Song Zhiyue felt that he was taking advantage of himself.

Handsome...... Feng Chen suppressed the smile on the corner of his lips: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

Song Zhiyue saw that he was not modest at all, and wanted to laugh inexplicably.

He is usually serious, but he also has a narcissistic side.

Looking at each other, the two people who were still talking just now instantly quieted down, and their breathing gradually became chaotic.

The breathing of the two was entangled, the temperature in the living room gradually rose, and the ambiguous factor gradually roared.

Feng Chen's waist tightened and kissed her, and the breaths of the two were completely entangled, and it was impossible to tell whose breathing was getting heavier and heavier.

Feng Chen hugged Song Zhiyue tighter and tighter, wanting to use all the warmth to dispel all the grievances she had suffered today.

The kiss between the two became more and more intense, and Song Zhiyue, who was sitting on Feng Chen's lap, obviously felt that something was against him.

And she was wearing a dress, and the hand that sealed the dust couldn't get into her clothes at all, and couldn't ask for more.

His lips parted, his eyes were heavily colored, and his hoarse voice seemed to be burning with fire: "Go back to the room." ”

If it weren't for the fear that Aunt Xiao would hear something and come out of the room, Feng Chen would just want to strip her naked on the spot.

Song Zhiyue's face was red when he kissed him, and she nodded dizzily.

Feng Chen breathed heavily and carried her upstairs, and he didn't know if he stepped on Song Zhiyue's dress, or if his pace was in a hurry, and he almost fell when he went up the stairs. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "Strong Pet Number One Fresh Wife: Lu Shao, get out!" ", WeChat pays attention to "excellent reading literature", chatting about life, looking for confidants~