Temptation of love! Mr. Feng, Miss Chang has resigned

Her calm eyes reflected the dancing flames, and her heart dimmed little by little.

She clasped her hands together, faced the candle, slowly closed her eyes, and said silently in her heart: Feng Yi, I wish you get what you want.

She opened her eyes and blew out the candles. She picked up the spoon, scooped the cake into her mouth, and ate the whole cake as if nothing had happened.

She was very full after eating the cake and couldn't eat the food on the table. It was so late, and Feng Yi's parents couldn't possibly abuse him and not let him fill his stomach.

All the dishes and cakes were cooked in vain. Chang Yao put the dishes in the refrigerator, popped all the balloons in the living room, threw them into the trash can, and restored everything to its original state.

She shouldn't have any ideas. They each have their own lives. It was just for the sake of novelty that she crossed the line.

Feng Yi drove back and walked quickly into the living room. He saw that the house was clean, as if nothing had happened and it was just a picture he had imagined.

He slowed down as he passed the sofa and saw a balloon in the trash can. Confirming it wasn't a dream, he ran upstairs.

Chang Yao heard footsteps and moved her body. It was already past twelve o'clock, and if she missed it, she missed it.

Feng Yi pushed open the door and saw her sleeping soundly, feeling very uncomfortable.

Aren’t we supposed to celebrate his birthday? Why did you go to bed first?

Feng Yi drank quite a bit of wine today. Normally, he would have found a nearby hotel to rest, but he remembered that someone was waiting for him at home, so he asked the driver to drive back.

After taking a shower and changing into pajamas, he sat by the bed, watching Chang Yao still sleeping with no sign of waking up.

He lifted the quilt and lay down. Chang Yao turned over with her back facing him. He leaned over and kissed the back of Chang Yao's neck, then moved down.

Chang Yao's body was trembling. She hated herself at the moment. Although she was resisting in her heart, her body was uncontrollably responding.

Feng Yi didn't turn her around the whole time, and there was nothing else in the room except the sound of heavy breathing.

The next morning, Chang Yao woke up, changed her clothes and went downstairs. When she saw Feng Yi bringing out breakfast, she stopped, took a deep breath, and adjusted her mood before going downstairs.

When Feng Yi saw her sit down, she kept eating without saying a word.

"Last night." He wanted to explain what happened last night.

But she didn't want to hear it. What's the point of bringing it up again after she missed it?

"Last night, I went to bed before you came back." Chang Yao pretended to be indifferent.

"You ate my cake."

"The cream will go bad and won't last until tomorrow." Chang Yao said.

"I haven't tasted it yet. Make another one." Feng Yi said in a firm tone.

Chang Yao ate up the cake she made for him since he didn't come back. Whose birthday was it?

Chang Yao put down her chopsticks: "Next time, I'm going to work."

Feng Yi looked at her back as she left, and always felt that she was much colder. He would have a long vacation soon, and he would spend more time with her this time.

Feng Yi drove back to the company. The country stipulated a long holiday, so everyone was dealing with the work at hand in the next two days and preparing for the holiday.

For some positions that really cannot take holidays, the company will provide corresponding subsidies, and everyone has been working very actively these two days.

On the first day of the seven-day holiday, Chang Yao slept until she woke up naturally. After washing up, she went downstairs and opened her phone to see photos of Jiang Jingyu having dinner and playing with his friends. He also sent her his location.

Chang Yao, come and play.

She didn't know anyone in the photo except Jiang Jingyu, and she didn't like going to such unfamiliar places.

Chang Yao replied to him: It’s fun, I won’t go.

Jiang Jingyu saw it and said: I will buy some groceries and cook at your house tonight.

No, enjoy your vacation.

That `s a deal.

Jiang Jingyu hadn't seen her for a long time and missed her very much. Now that they finally had a vacation together, of course they had to meet.

Chang Yao saw the message and thought that she had to go back to clean up.

Feng Yi's voice came from behind: "Pack your things, I'll take you out to play."

Chang Yao looked at him: "Boss Feng, do you want to take me out to play?"

"Well, relax." Feng Yi knew that girls like to buy things. The place he chose this time has shops all over the street, so she can have a good time shopping.

"Mr. Feng, I stay at home just to relax. I don't want to go out." Especially with him, the two of them.

Feng Yi had no patience to coax the woman: "Really not going?"

"No." Chang Yao walked past him expressionlessly and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

He was a little busy these two days and didn't pay attention to Chang Yao. Why did he feel that Chang Yao was in a bad mood these days and was not in a good mood towards him?

Feng Yi thought it might be a temporary arrangement, and since she didn't like it, he didn't force it: "Okay, then stay home and rest."

Feng Yi went to the study to find a book to read, but when he came downstairs, no one was there and the electric car in the yard had been driven away.

He picked up his phone and called Chang Yao: "Where are you?"

"I'm going out for a while and won't be back until the evening. You don't have to wait for me for dinner." After saying that, Chang Yao hung up the phone.

She went back to her rental apartment to clean it, but after not being back for a while, dust had accumulated again.

There was a knock on the door in the afternoon. She opened it and saw Jiang Jingyu coming in with vegetables. She couldn't help but say, "You should spend more time with your friends during the holiday instead of coming here to cook for me."

"It's just as important to take time off to spend time with your family. You are my family."

Chang Yao did not refute. After so many years, their relationship has long been like that of a family.

Jiang Jingyu put the bag on the table and opened the refrigerator. This time, Chang Yao had already plugged it in and put the iced drinks she had just bought in.

He took out a bottle of water and drank it, just like he was at home. He wiped his hand across the table, leaving a mark, and saw that it was dusty.

"Chang Yao, how long has it been since you cleaned?"

"What's wrong?" She had just cleaned.

Jiang Jingyu came out with a basin of water and cleaned her house. She saw that the water in the basin was getting darker and darker after three basins of water were used.

She had just cleaned it, but it was still so dirty. It seemed that she really had no talent for it.

"Jingyu, don't clean it, I'll do it."

"You just can't clean it. I will come here to clean for you when I have time. Otherwise, give me the spare key." Jiang Jingyu asked.

If he could get the spare key, he could come and take care of Chang Yao more often in the future.

She hasn't been living here recently, and it would be difficult to explain if Jiang Jingyu found out.

Afraid that he would know that the money was dirty, Chang Yao smiled and said, "Just tell me when you come."

Jiang Jingyu looked a little disappointed, but he quickly composed himself and at least would not refuse him to come here.

After cleaning the house, he took the dishes into the kitchen. Chang Yao walked in and saw the table full of dishes.

"We can't eat that much, right?"

"I'll make some more and put them in the refrigerator. When you're hungry, you can take them out and heat them up to satisfy your hunger." Jiang Jingyu was happy to do this for her.

"I don't usually eat midnight snacks. I eat all three meals at the company."

"It's not a holiday recently, you have to order takeout if you stay at home. This is enough for you to eat." Jiang Jingyu pushed her out: "I have to be busy, you go out and wait."

Chang Yao sat on the sofa playing with her mobile phone, and the aroma of food spread throughout the house.