"Yanxi, you are so sensible, I feel even more distressed." The man lowered his head and sucked her pink lips with his thin lips.

It was only then that Lan Yanxi realized that when they were chatting just now, the man's healthy body was still half-pressing her. It wasn't until his thin lips hit her that she felt it was difficult to breathe, as if being pressed by a mountain.

Is there really such a big difference between men and women?

Why did she feel that she was being suppressed by him, so she couldn't move?

Ling Mofeng used his greatest strength to restrain his evil fire. He reluctantly kissed her face, forehead, and those big watery eyes, and slowly propped up his hands, giving her freedom back.

The thunderstorm outside the window gradually weakened. After Ling Mofeng got up, he straightened his clothes: "Chu Lie and the others are still drinking tea below, I'll go down."

"Okay!" Lan Yanxi blushed, recalling the brief warmth with him just now.

Ling Mofeng went downstairs. In the side hall, Chu Lie sat drinking tea and chatting with several of his confidants and bodyguards. Seeing Ling Mofeng coming in, everyone stood up respectfully.

"Sir, the rain has stopped and I am going upstairs to say hello to you." Chu Lie said with a smile when he saw him.

Ling Mofeng nodded: "I worked hard all day today, thank you for your hard work, go home and reunite with your family, I won't keep you for dinner."

Everyone laughed, even if Ling Mofeng wanted to stay, they wouldn't dare.

We all know that Mr. Vice President has just got engaged and is living a sweet wedding day with his fianc�e, so they don't dare to disturb him.

Chu Lie and the others left, Ling Mofeng turned around and walked through a corridor into the main living room, Lan Yanxi went downstairs, and was standing by the stairs looking at him silly.

"What are you laughing at?" Ling Mofeng walked straight towards her and asked her interestingly.

Lan Yanxi shook her head: "It's nothing, I just feel that the relationship between you and your subordinates is like friends. No wonder they follow you so faithfully."

"If you don't want to be a friend, do you still want to be a slave? If you want others to look up to you and respect you, you must first learn to respect others. The strongest relationship between people is to trust each other. There is too much knowledge in interpersonal relationships. I can't tell you all day." Ling Mofeng wanted to explain to her, but he felt that his words were too complicated, and he was afraid that she would be bored, so he just stopped.

"Trust is very important, whether it's at work or in the relationship between husband and wife." Lan Yanxi nodded, understanding what he meant.

"Well, as long as you can understand, well, it's time for me to make dinner for you again, let me see what ingredients are available today." Ling Mofeng tapped her forehead lightly with his fingers, almost overflowing with pampering, as if she was a child who needed his care and couldn't relax for a moment.

Lan Yanxi with his hands behind his back, followed him to check in front of the refrigerator.

"You send people back with fresh fruit and ingredients every day, and the refrigerator is always full." Lan Yanxi said with a smile.

"I'm afraid you're hungry." Ling Mofeng told the truth.

"Are you kidding me? I'm such an old man, who can starve me?" Lan Yanxi immediately puffed up her chest, expressing that she has the ability to be self-reliant.

"Yes, you won't be hungry, you will eat a lot of snacks." The man nodded in agreement.

Lan Yanxi's eyes were slightly stunned: "You mean, I can't eat snacks?"

"Snacks can't be the staple food. I'm just afraid that if you eat too much, it will be bad for your health." After Ling Mofeng finished speaking, You Mou glanced at the big and small bags on the coffee table in the living room.

Lan Yanxi smiled twice: "well, thank you for thinking about me so much, I try to eat as little as possible."

As if to reward her, Ling Mofeng reached out and touched her head: "You are really obedient."

Lan Yanxi shuddered, this man wouldn't really treat her as a child who couldn't grow up, would he?

At the gate of the international airport, a low-key black car was quietly waiting at the gate.

At the gate of the airport, there was a tall and handsome figure, carrying a simple handbag, Shen Bu walked towards the black car. JrNovels.com