President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

Leng Yan raised his hand to gently stroke her cheek, thinking of the scene of her biting her finger last time, there was no anger or disgust on his face, but a trace of imperceptible warmth.

He still remembered what Feng Yin said, since it was agreed to be five years, why can't they get along well instead of being cold-hearted every day?

He used this time to give her warmth and care, and only asked her to be obedient and obedient, and completely cut off the idea of ​​escaping. After five years, when he let her go, he immediately withdrew his care and affection, as if she had never appeared .

He believes in his own ability and control, and will not fall on his emotions.

Leng Yan has always regarded herself as a monster who does not need emotions, and will not change herself because of emotions, let alone be trapped by emotions.So he is confident that even if he has had a relationship with Feng Yin in the past five years, after five years, he will not have any nostalgia.

But the word "feeling", what you give and what you get will be engraved in your heart. If you remember, you will be bound by it and be swayed by it. You have to forget that it is the pain that drains the blood from your heart.

Either it hurts, or you admit that you have loved.

The next day, Feng Yin woke up and stretched habitually, but when his arm was stretched out, the quilt was blocked by something, and his palm touched a piece of softness and warmth.

Feng Yin opened her eyes and turned around, the next moment, the scene in front of her almost made her roll out of bed.

"Be careful." Leng Yan put his arms around her waist and pulled her to him.

"Didn't you sleep in the study room? Why did you get on my bed?!" Feng Yin stared at Leng Yan, who was on the same bed, with wide eyes.

"Look clearly first, whose bed is this!"

Leng Yan raised his finger to point to the surrounding environment, and put down his hand to embrace her again the next moment.

Feng Yin turned his head around, and the misty coefficient in his eyes disappeared before, and when he was about to jump up from the bed in the next moment, Leng Yan pushed him back again.

"Today I have seen how you beat back! It was agreed last night that the room inside is yours, but you woke up in the middle of the night and climbed into my bed, and you still want to wrong me in the morning!" Leng Yan deliberately looked serious. His expression seemed to be not ready to let it go.

"It was you who said last night that you would stay overnight in the study, so I was careless..."

"I said it might last all night, maybe you understand?" Leng Yan said in a cold voice, and the bewildered Feng Yin nodded obediently.

"I know."

"If you understand, you must admit your mistake!" Leng Yan stared at her with a serious expression, but suppressed a smile in his eyes.

"I... I'm sorry, I accidentally went to the wrong bed." Feng Yin told himself, admitting the mistake and leaving as soon as possible is the goal.

"Not everything can be undone by an apology! Especially the mental damage." Leng Yan said, pointing at himself.Thinking about being laughed at by her because of the color of the evening dress before, and now such a good opportunity, Young Master Leng will naturally want to win back beautifully.

Feng Yin covered his face with his hands, and the next moment, he raised his head and looked at him seriously, "Then tell me what to do! I will try my best to compensate you if I can! I have to go to the competition later, I don't have so much time to play guessing games .”

Feng Yin's attitude was obviously impatient, and ice could drip from Leng Yan's eyes.

"I haven't thought about it yet, I'll find you when I think about it."

After saying that, he rolled over and got out of bed to leave. Feng Yin realized that just now he was naked on the upper body, and only wore a pair of slacks on the lower body. The honey-colored skin was covered by the morning light, revealing strength and sexiness.

Feng Yin didn't have time to look away, Leng Yan suddenly turned to look at her, saw her eyes stopped on her upper body, Leng Yan remembered what she said: the mermaid line reaches the root of the thigh...

Is that a human construct?