Tyrannical Love: The Chief's Exclusive Baby

After work this day, Ye Xinqi went home together in Song Yifeng's car as usual.

During the day today, her workload was surprisingly light, and she had a rare time to take a nap at noon.

But Ye Xinqi still thought that today was just a coincidence, not that Song Yifeng took special care of her.

Because, a domineering and ruthless man like him would not be so kind at all!

"Woman, sit down a little..."

In the luxury car that was driving smoothly, Ye Xinqi's wild thoughts were suddenly interrupted by a cold male voice.

She turned her head subconsciously and found that she was really sitting far away from Song Yifeng.

Among them, two more adults can sit down.

"President, my stomach hurts so much now, why don't you move it yourself?"

Because of her physical discomfort, today's Ye Xinqi does not want to obey him at all.

Song Yifeng's eyes narrowed dangerously, he grabbed her slender wrist and forcibly pulled her over.

"President, what are you doing? You hurt me..." A strong pain came from her wrist, which made Ye Xinqi frowned.

This tyrant treats menstruating women so roughly?

Song Yifeng's handsome face approached dangerously close to her, and his strong masculine breath sprayed all over Ye Xinqi's pink cheeks, making her shudder.

"Ye Xinqi, please always remember the identity of your mistress! I don't want to see you playing petty temper in the future, otherwise I will kill you..." Song Yifeng warned coldly in her ear.

Ye Xinqi was startled suddenly, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

She held back her guilty conscience and said firmly, "President, don't you know that women's emotions are not stable these days when they have menstruation?"

Song Yifeng sneered, "You are just a pet to me, if I want to take care of your emotions, are you worthy?"

After finishing speaking, the big hand quickly penetrated into her skirt...

Today she was wearing a long pink dress, which set off her fair skin more delicately, as if there was a faint scent of sweet roses.

Song Yifeng's breathing tightened suddenly, he leaned down and kissed those extremely sweet lips fiercely.His big hands were not idle, and he slid down the zipper behind her with great skill.

Ye Xinqi could feel that his body was extremely hot, but his skillful kiss ignited her affection...

She involuntarily stretched out her hand to hook his neck, and responded to his passionate kiss charmingly.

"Hmm..." The woman's delicate lips finally let out a helpless moan.

She knew clearly that the driver and assistant Zhou Yang were in the front row of the car, but her brain was not under command at all, and instead catered to him meekly.

Song Yifeng looked at the woman's blush cheeks, smiled with satisfaction, and acted more recklessly...

Just as the two were kissing like glue, assistant Zhou Yang's voice sounded awkwardly, "President, your phone number!"

"Depend on!"

Being interrupted suddenly, Song Yifeng cursed irritably.

But he stopped immediately, he knew that there must be some important call, otherwise Zhou Yang wouldn't dare to interrupt his good business rashly at this time.

Ye Xinqi nimbly got out of his arms, and straightened her skirt with a blushing face.

She was so ashamed in her heart that she was too easy to be teased by him now, and she was not at all like her reserved personality.

Even, when the lingering kiss was interrupted just now, she felt a deep sense of loss in her heart.

What's wrong with her...