Get out of the way, the vest boss saves that sick girl

Ai Xiaoqi slowly felt her body. She didn't know when her bathrobe had fallen off. The triangle was her only barrier.

I was asleep, not drunk. After thinking for a long time, I finally realized what I had done.

Ashamed like a boiled shrimp, with nowhere to hide.

She really, really didn't know that she had a bad habit of having sex after sleeping.

Ai Xiaoqi moved stiffly and slowly, and looked up stealthily, only to meet Feng Yao's unsatisfied, bewildered bloodshot eyes.

Feng Yao hoped that Ai Xiaoqi didn't notice and withdrew his hand from his bathrobe without anyone noticing.

"Xiao Qi, button... is it you..."

Feng Yao looked at his chest and tried his best to explain.

But Ai Xiaoqi jumped up as if she was electrocuted, hid herself in the quilt and screamed: "Get out and go back to your room."

Feng Yao also panicked and quickly stood up to explain: "Baby, I...I..."

His voice had that desired hoarseness, after all, he had been tortured by staying awake all night.

The quilt could no longer cover Ai Xiaoqi's shame and anger, so she rolled the quilt tightly around her body and slid into the bed like a quail.

What else he said was that he was immoral after sleeping with Feng Yao, that he flirted with him, and that he had taken advantage of him.

This guy Feng Yao has a thousand ways to leave, but he just stays by her side and takes advantage of her.

“Let’s go…”

Feng Yao looked at the ashamed and angry Ai Xiaoqi and felt a little guilty.

"Oh...oh...Xiaoqi, no, I...you...we didn't...do it"

Ai Xiaoqi screamed: "Get lost..."

"Xiao Qi, can we really not do this?"

"No."

Feng Yao didn't dare to resist, and in a panic, he rolled back to his room.

……

At the private airport, Ai Xiaoqi and his brothers walked towards Longteng’s private plane.

His cheeks turned pink with shame and anger, he walked forward with his eyes straight ahead and a ruthless look on his face.

From a distance, he saw Feng Yao walking towards his private plane, his eyes shooting murderous glances at his back.

Feng Yao only dared to sneak a peek at Ai Xiaoqi. He felt a chill on his back. The hot summer was like a cold valley.

Daoye squinted his eyes and looked at the scorching sun burning above his head.

Chatting with Ai Xiaoqi: "Sister, are you hot?"

Ai Xiaoqi gritted her teeth, her toes about to break the floor tiles, and strode forward in silence.

Lu Nan beside him asked with concern: "Are you having a fever?"

Ai Xiaoqi continued to pick at the floor tiles.

Lu Hao patted her shoulder and said, "Xiao Qi, why are you so popular? Go back and have a good rest."

Ai Xiaoqi broke all the floor tiles.

Four hours later, Ai Xiaoqi returned to Qiyue Nujiang and locked herself in the room, feeling messy and alone.

After getting off the plane, Feng Yao kept sending messages to Ai Xiaoqi.

"Xiao Qi, I was wrong." Acting like a spoiled childjpg.

There was no response, Feng Yao sent a message every minute.

Feng: "Xiao Qi, pay attention to me, I know I was wrong." Act like a spoiled childJPG

Ai Xiaoqi was squatting on the bed holding her cell phone, watching Feng Yao apologize again and again. Her face became even hotter, and her fingers could still feel the touch of the man's hot skin.

I always felt a big hand gently caressing my butt, so I simply covered my face with a wet towel.

It was no use. My skin was red and hot and I was afraid to go out.

Her heart was filled with the intimacy of Feng Yao's skin and the tingling feeling of wanting to try.

She actually developed a desire for Feng Yao.

Liao Mang looked at Feng Yao, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room, distracted from his work and immersed in his phone.

A knowing smile.

Liao Mang went to school with Feng Yao since they were young, and fought for the world together. Seeing Feng Yao covered in bruises and broken both physically and mentally, Liao Mang had only one emotion under his gentle appearance, and that was disheartened.

Feng Yao's dark heart has never been revealed.

Since Ai Xiaoqi appeared, Brother Yao has changed. In his life, there is not only the cold-blooded killing to expand territory, but also tenderness, joy, and the love that he cautiously wants to get close to.

Feng Yao never received a reply from Ai Xiaoqi.

He was very anxious, fearing that Ai Xiaoqi would dislike him because of his frivolousness.

Are you really ignoring me? Don't you miss me? Are you making me miss you so much?

Feng Yao tapped the keyboard carefully.

Feng: "Xiao Qi, can you please pay attention to me?"

Time ticked by.

One minute, two minutes, ten minutes... half an hour passed.

Feng Yao just kept thinking about the love words that could impress Ai Xiaoqi.

Suddenly received the news.

7: "Yeah."

Feng Yao finally received a reply from Ai Xiaoqi, which consisted of only one word, a perfunctory "hmm".

I couldn't help but smile sweetly.

Liao Mang looked at Feng Yao in amazement. He sat up straight and grinned foolishly.

Liao Mang also laughed. Love can really turn steel into soft silk.

Isn't it the same for me? He is like a little princess that I raised.

Looking at Feng Yao's expression, Liao Mang guessed that this was because Miss Ai was being nice to Brother Yao?

Feng Yao's phone rang at the perfect time.

Feng Yao's voice was still immersed in his own happiness, with a hint of vicissitudes and inexplicably low and gentle voice.

Liao Mang smiled dotingly at Feng Yao and went to drink coffee quietly.

"Mu Bai, what's the matter?"

Pu Mubai on the other side was stunned for a second when he heard Feng Yao's voice after smoking a cigarette. Is Feng Yao in heat?

"Ayao, what are you...doing? Did you just finish yourself? You sound so sexy."

"No, what's up?"

Feng Yao's expression did not change. He had long been accustomed to the fact that this gentlemanly villain was so dark and despicable behind the scenes.

"Oh...you...I just want to ask you why you gave up the position of the largest shareholder to Lu Hao."

Feng Yao sniffed and did not respond to Pu Mubai's words. Instead, he asked in a low voice, "Uncle Pu, are you okay?"

Pu Mubai: "It's okay, just a superficial wound."

Pu Mubai paused and said sincerely: "Ayao, thanks to you, you saved Dad again this time."

Feng Yao: "I'm glad you're okay."

Pu Mubai remembered that he had been led astray by him, and asked again: "Why did you give up the equity? You haven't told me yet."

Feng Yao still didn't answer, but threw another question to Pu Mubai: "You... have always wanted my garden in Suzhou?"

Pu Mubai asked suspiciously, "Give it to me? Or sell it? I don't have any money."

"Change."

Pu Mubai was extremely confident. Ever since he met Feng Yao at the age of seven, he could not defeat him, let alone take advantage of him.

"What to change?"

Feng Yao said in a deep voice: "The equity of the mine."

Feng Yao is sometimes very sinister, and Pu Mubai doesn't dare to agree easily. He wonders if this is a trap he has prepared. After all, he has been tricked by him countless times.

That 500-year-old imperial garden covering 1,000 acres is worth every inch of land. It receives hundreds of millions of visitors every year and is a mature tourist destination with considerable income.

Moreover, it was the style that he liked. He mentioned it several times and asked Feng Yao to give it to him, but Feng Yao acted like a superior and laughed at him sinisterly.

"The style is too elegant for you."

If it is really as Feng Yao said, then I won't suffer any loss if I exchange it with my 20% stake.

In fact, with his identity, it was not convenient for him to do business with the Mian Kingdom, and the 20% was given to him by Feng Yao.

Moreover, the garden in Suzhou is easier to manage, so it can be considered an equal replacement.

"why?"

Pu Mubai has always been cautious when facing Feng Yao, so it is better to ask clearly.

Feng Yao's tone remained unchanged: "Get married, and make a betrothal gift."

Pu Mubai was blasted to a crisp on the outside and tender on the inside. His voice suddenly changed and he sat up straight.

"Ayao, say it again? You said you want to get married?"

Feng Yao: “Yeah.”

Pu Mubai trembled slightly and asked, "With whom?"