Flash marriage love: Feng Shao, deep routine!

"My name is Yiran. This is my husband. His surname is Feng."

Although he knew that An'an and the others had no malicious intentions, as passers-by, Qiao Yiran didn't intend to reveal too much information.

Regarding Feng Yuchen's words, she felt that talking too much might make him unhappy, so she didn't say much.

"You have the same surname as Yin Ke. Your husband's surname is Feng. Is it Feng from the Feng Group?"

An An said innocently, Qiao Yiran didn't answer directly, but just nodded and smiled.

Speaking of that, An An reached out to shake hands with Feng Yuchen, but Feng Yuchen avoided it as soon as he turned around.

The air lingered for a moment, the smile on An An's face was torn, and Yin Ke looked at An An worriedly.

But Feng Yuchen's aristocratic aura made Yin Ke feel that he was someone with a background, so he could only turn his head and comfort An An in a low voice.

Where they couldn't see, a cruel look flashed across Feng Yuchen's eyes.

Qiao Yiran also felt that Feng Yuchen seemed a little angry today, there is no sun, how could he get angry?
"Sorry, he has a bad temper."

"fine."

An An smiled and waved her hands, but she was still a little bit shocked, her face was a little pale.

Qiao Yiran then found an excuse and went back to the room. She is not very good at dealing with enthusiastic strangers.

An An looked at Qiao Yiran's figure coldly. This woman must have done it on purpose. She didn't want to introduce Feng Sishao to her, and she even concealed it. It was obviously a wealthy marriage linked to interests, and there was no relationship between them.

The photos posted on Weibo are just to make some money. She is confident that she can take down Fourth Young Master Feng. Now that they have had a chance to get in touch, God has treated her well.

As for Yin Ke, he is nothing but a triumphant son, no less than Shangfeng Si.

I was so cowardly that I didn't dare to speak for her just now, it's useless!
Qiao Yiran found that the floor-to-ceiling windows of her bedroom were facing the sea, and suddenly thanked the old lady for sending her so far away.

Under such a good mood, Qiao Yiran was so satisfied that he fell asleep in a daze, feeling like he was already swimming in the sea.

"Joyran, get up, you're going to the beach, Joey, you pig, get up."

Outside the door came the sound of Feng Yuchen's beating, and there was a slap on the door.

After getting up, Qiao Yiran picked up a pillow and threw it at it, and there was no sound.

After tidying up the clothes that were crumpled due to the indecent sleeping position, Qiao Yiran went out and changed into the flip-flops carefully prepared by the resort.

"Sister-in-law, you slept like a pig, you woke up after crying for so long."

Feng Qianrong shook her head and scolded Qiao Yiran, she had never seen someone who could sleep like the fourth sister-in-law.

Feng Yuchen didn't think it was a big deal, and nodded in agreement, as if he was the one who called her a pig just now.

He kicked Feng Yuchen's calf mercilessly, and Feng Yuchen was kicked unexpectedly.

Jun's face was about to wrinkle into a chrysanthemum, and he covered the injured part with his hands and grinned.

Feng Qianrong stared at Feng Yuchen in shock with her mouth wide open, and after a while she gave Qiao Yiran a thumbs up, amazing, long live the fourth sister-in-law!

Qiao Yiran smiled modestly. She didn't use all her strength, and she was afraid that she would break his bones.

"Sister-in-law, are you going like this? Don't you want to change into your swimsuit?"

Looking Qiao Yiran up and down, Feng Qianrong felt that the fourth sister-in-law was more talented than her, why didn't she wear a swimsuit and let her see the world?

Qiao Yiran also looked at Feng Qianrong. Feng Qianrong was wearing a white bikini covered with white tulle.

This is looming, protruding forward and backward, I don't know how many men's souls will be taken away.

Even Feng Yuchen, who was in need of a beating, changed into a pair of beach pants. His skin was wheat-colored, with a healthy luster, and his eight-pack abs. Although Qiao Yiran didn't want to admit it, the fact was there, and she couldn't deny it.

Qiao Yiran was very envious of this slim figure in clothes and a fleshy figure in undress.

A scumbag should have the standard equipment of a scumbag, why did he get the back door?
"I'm fine like this. I don't swim in the sea, I just walk."

Joey said solemnly, without any shame.

"No, all the old ladies are wearing bikinis, so you're so different, aren't you?"

Feng Qianrong looked at her in fear, what age is this, the fourth sister-in-law is still so conservative.

"Let's go, it's okay, I can bear it."

Involuntarily dragging Feng Qianrong to the beach, Feng Yuchen raised her eyebrows, this woman has courage.

"Ranran, didn't you bring your swimsuit? Grandma asked someone to prepare one for you?"

Sure enough, as soon as I arrived at the beach, I ran into Mrs. Feng, who jumped up from the beach chair and said.

Although it wasn't the bikini that Feng Qianrong exaggerated, she still wore a conservative swimsuit anyway.

Old Madam Feng also wore toad mirrors and an exaggerated sun hat. When she stood there, she had such an aura that even young people would feel ashamed, aging gracefully. It seemed that this sentence was very suitable for her.

In contrast, Qiao Yiran is a weird species that traveled from ancient times. Could it be that the heart fails before it is old?

"Yuchen, there are swimsuits prepared over there, take Ranran there to choose one."

Madam Feng completely ignored Qiao Yiran's protest and asked Feng Yuchen to take her there.

"Is this how you take care of Ranran? She forgot to bring her swimsuit and you don't know how to prepare it? She has such a good figure that should be used to show off."

Feng Yuchen looked at Qiao Yiran mockingly, but with her flat figure, no one would look at her if she showed off.

Subconsciously retracted the kicked calf, and before the old lady forced her a second time, Feng Yuchen hooked her neck with his hands and dragged her away.

He has always been a good and obedient boy, so Qiao Yiran had no choice but to obediently choose a swimsuit.

Besides, it's not difficult to wear a swimsuit, she's just too lazy to change it, and she... really forgot to bring it.

Randomly picked out a black swimsuit and white tulle, and quickly changed out.

When Feng Yuchen turned his head, Qiao Yiran was tying up his hair, and he was stunned.

The unbearable waist, the slender and straight thighs, the fair skin, and the protruding front and back made Feng Yuchen's eyes shine.

She tied up her balled hair, revealing her slender swan neck. There is no such thing as Feng Yuchen's airport talk.

Feng Yuchen felt his head heat up, and quickly turned his head away, fearing that he would have a nosebleed if he continued to watch.

"Let's go, don't keep grandma waiting."

Pretending to be calm and take a step ahead, Feng Yuchen left Qiao Yiran behind.

Qiao Yiran didn't think there was anything wrong, Feng Yuchen had already made it clear that he wasn't interested, so it's impossible for him to get distracted just because he saw her swimsuit, right?
Just thinking about it, Feng Yuchen felt that he was insane, and there were obviously women more irritating than Qiao Yiran passing by his eyes, and he would not look sideways.

Then how to explain his reaction to Joey Ran?Is this body too honest?Obviously have no feelings?
As soon as Qiao Yiran came out, some men with malicious intentions stared straight at him openly, and some secretly glanced at her.

Everyone has a love of beauty, so it's not a crime to take a look at it, right?
But Fourth Young Master Feng is unhappy, so after all, she is his woman, so why should I show it to you?