Tyrannical Love: The Chief's Exclusive Baby

"Little fairy, where did you go just now? You only went out in such a thin nightgown, aren't you afraid of catching cold..."

The handsome man yawned and half leaned on the big bed, as if he was not fully awake.

It was as if thousands of little ants were gnawing on her heart, Ye Xinqi was so nervous that she was about to break out in a cold sweat.

In an instant, she thought of many excuses, but none of them seemed convincing.

Ye Xinqi bit her lip, hesitated for a long time, and finally looked up at him.

"Yifeng, I couldn't sleep! So I went to stand on the terrace, and then drank some water in the living room..."

"But you'll catch a cold if you run out in such little clothes!" Song Yifeng stretched out his arm to her expressionlessly, motioning for her to go over.

Ye Xinqi knew in her heart that he didn't want to be too embarrassed, so she found a step for herself to walk down.

"Yifeng, it's getting late! Let's go to bed quickly..." Ye Xinqi walked over with a forced smile, and snuggled into the man's arms with a docile face.

The two of them lay back on the big bed again.

Song Yifeng immediately turned off the wall lamp at the bedside, and the bedroom returned to darkness.

Ye Xinqi, who was so preoccupied, still did not feel sleepy, she knew that the man who was holding her was not asleep either.

"Yifeng, I really just blew on the balcony just now, don't think too much..."

Ye Xinqi took the initiative to snuggle into Song Yifeng's arms, explaining timidly.

"Little fairy, I didn't think much about it! I was just worried that you would catch a cold!" In the darkness, the man's voice was unusually cold and clear.

Ye Xinqi couldn't help shivering, she shut her mouth and didn't speak anymore.

"Go to sleep, I'm sleepy!"

Song Yifeng finished these words calmly, then let go of the woman in his arms, turned over and fell asleep.

Ye Xinqi curled up on the bed full of thoughts, opened her eyes wide and continued to think wildly.

silent night...

During breakfast the next day, soft sunlight shone unscrupulously into the bedroom.Let everything in the bedroom be obvious and nothing can be hidden.

Song Yifeng gradually woke up from his sleep, slowly opened his sleepy eyes, and looked at everything in the bedroom.

Suddenly, he smelled a delicious smell of toast, which floated in unscrupulously from outside the bedroom door, and rushed into his nose actively.

There was an obvious sense of hunger in his abdomen, and he unconsciously made two "cuckoo" sounds.

The "fierce battle" with Ye Xinqi last night consumed a lot of his energy, and now he suddenly feels hungry.

He quickly turned over and got out of bed, walked into the bathroom to wash...

Ten minutes later, he was fully dressed and walked out of the bedroom.

Far away on the stairs, he had already seen the busy and beautiful figure in the dining room.

In the past, his mistresses didn't cook, and the maids at home cooked or went out to eat in restaurants.

Among the mistresses who had been with him, only Ye Xinqi was the first woman to cook for him.

Although I haven't had time to taste the taste of her baked bread, Song Yifeng can already imagine that it will be good.

If... A thought suddenly popped up in his mind.If she was his wife, she should be a qualified good wife...

When he realized this thought, his brow furrowed quickly.

She can't be her wife.

Nor can he marry her.

His wife can only be an outstanding socialite like Tong Yunxi, not an ordinary woman like Ye Xinqi.

Although, his heart is more inclined to her now...