Daily Life After Marriage with a Boss

Ling Yi breathed for a while when Feng Chu touched his head suddenly, and then he smelled the mature and pleasant smell of Feng Chu.

He raised his head slightly: "Mr. Feng, why are you here? Haven't you worked for the past two days?"

"No work for two days, tomorrow is the weekend." Feng Chu stroked Ling Yi's soft hair, "It's too cold outside, go back to your room."

Ling Yi was a little puzzled. He clearly remembered Feng Chu telling himself a few days ago that he was very busy recently. Is all this work done?

Ling Yi said: "Mr. Feng, let me set up a tent for you."

Feng Chu looked at Ling Yi: "Your hands will be frozen."

Ling Yi shook his head: "I just put on gloves."

Mrs. Zhao saw that Feng Chu didn't want Ling Yi to be cold outside, so she hurriedly said: "Xiaoyi, you haven't finished your meal. Mr. Feng, have you eaten dinner? No Come and eat hot pot together."

Feng Chu had dinner before he came, and he nodded to Mrs. Zhao: "Thank you, I have already used it. Ling Yi, you go to eat first, and then come out when you are full."

The temperature at night was indeed much colder than during the day, so Ling Yi went in with Dr. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao to eat hot pot.

At first, Mrs. Zhao was worried that Ling Yi and Feng Chu would not get along. After all, they were more than ten years apart.

There are many such examples around her. The rich boss married a young and beautiful wife. Over time, the wife disliked the older boss's old thinking and did not understand him, and the boss disliked the behavior of the young wife Childish thinking is also childish.

There seems to be no such problem between Ling Yi and Feng Chu.

Feng Chu is in his early thirties. He is not old at this age. There are not many people with similar wealth as Feng Chu. Although Ling Yi is not yet twenty years old, his temperament is gentle and stable. Even if he has not yet entered the society and is not mature enough, he will definitely grow up in the future.

Ling Yi quickly finished the mutton in the bowl, he drank a few sips of lemonade: "Aunt Lan, Doctor Zhao, you continue to eat, I will go out and set up a tent with Mr. Feng."

Mrs. Zhao smiled and nodded: "Go, be careful with your feet, Lao Zhao, take Xiaoyi out, don't let him trip over the wires on the ground."

Dr. Zhao took Ling Yi out.

The tent brought by Dr. Zhao and Mrs. Zhao was set up like a small house with more space inside. The tent brought by Feng Chu was prepared by the housekeeper, and the interior space would be smaller, only suitable for one or two people, so his tent was easier to set up than the one brought by Dr. Zhao.

Ling Yi couldn't see and couldn't help, Feng Chu wiped his hands, took out a hand warmer bag from his bag and handed it to Ling Yi: "Take warm hands, the temperature at night is higher than that in the daytime. Several degrees lower."

Half of the face was covered, and the whole person was covered tightly.

Feng Chu quickly set up the tent, he laid a floor mat, put the power supply, stove, and folding bed in, and let Ling Yi enter the tent: "It's really dark at night. It's cold, I brought a double sleeping bag and come close to me when it's cold."

Ling Yi nodded: "Okay."

"I borrowed a friend's RV to come here, do you want to take a hot bath?" Feng Chu said, "It's very spacious inside, and it's as warm as home."

Because you can't take a bath in the wild camping in winter, the hot water can only guarantee washing in the morning and evening, so Ling Yi took a bath before going out.

I just ate the hot pot, and my body was stained with some spicy aroma. After listening to Feng Chu's words, Ling Yi nodded: "Okay."

Is it the car of the friend of the mansion?"

Feng Chu thought about it for a while, and it seemed a little abnormal to always borrow something from one person: "No, another friend's, high school classmate."

"Mr. Feng has many friends."

Ling Yi thinks it is not surprising that Feng Chu has many friends. Many people like Feng Chu should be willing to be friends with him.

The snow here is still soft and soft, and the hard Martin boots are like stepping on a soft carpet.

It's too quiet at night. In other seasons, there may be bugs, birds and other campers.

But it was a winter, the December night wind blew the body cold to the bone, and the field was so silent that only the whimpering could be heard when the wind blew, but walking beside Feng Chu, Ling However, Yi felt that his heart was warm and relaxed.

"They are all ordinary friends, friends of gentlemen." Feng Chu said, "Do you like the Ferris wheel? In two years, there will be a large animal playground behind the mountain in front of you. The tallest Ferris wheel in City B, I will take you to ride it when the time comes."

Ling Yi smiled.

He can't see the mountains in front of him. There is no difference between day and night for him, he can only feel the change of temperature and the change of wind direction.

If Ling Yi's eyes hadn't recovered after two years, Ling Yi should have left Feng Chu, a temporary drag is enough, Ling Yi did not intend to drag the other party down all the time. When he was down, his parents would dislike him, and he didn't expect Feng Chu to be as old as before.

Feng Chu said: "What animal do you like?"

Ling Yi thought about it: "I like the deer today."

"There will be a lot of deer in the animal playground."

Ling Yi couldn't help laughing. He felt that Feng Chu was joking. Two years later, no one knows if there will be a Ferris wheel and a fawn here, and Dr. Zhao said that this is a suburb, and there is no such thing as a Development: "Mr. Feng, are you lying to me?"

Feng Chu put his arms around Ling Yi's shoulders and brought him into his arms: "I was discovered by you."

Extra clear.

Feng Chu brought Ling Yi to the RV. The RV was covered with a black shadow from the moonlight. The door near them was on the shadow side. Feng Chu opened the door, but did not bring Ling Yi. Yi brought it up.

Feng Chu then lowered her head and kissed Ling Yi's forehead: "If I lie to you, will you still let me kiss you?"

Ling Yi wanted to tiptoe to kiss Feng Chu's forehead, but Feng Chu's height of 1.92 meters was 17 cm taller than Ling Yi, so Ling Yi tiptoed only to kiss Feng Chu Chu's cheeks.

Feng Chu picked up Ling Yi horizontally, carried Ling Yi effortlessly to the car, and gently placed Ling Yi on the sofa. Ling Yi put down the hand warmer in his arms. He had just held the hand warmer through a thick layer of leather gloves. After taking off the leather gloves, Feng Chu felt that Ling Yi's fingers were slightly cold.

Ling Yi suddenly remembered that he didn't bring a change of clothes, and his clothes were still in Dr. Zhao's tent.

"Mr. Feng, I didn't bring a change of clothes."

Feng Chu said: "I'll go to Dr. Zhao to get it for you. There's a bathtub in the bathroom. You're cold today, so take a bath for a while."

The best in every way.

After the RV is expanded, the space is larger, the kitchen, bar, and toilet are all available, and there is a terrace on the second floor. To drive this car, you must have an A photo.

Feng Chu took Ling Yi to get acquainted with the structure of the place, and told Ling Yi where to touch and where not to touch - there are also wine cabinets and refrigerators in the RV, and there are several bottles of spirits in the wine cabinet, Naturally, this can't be touched. Feng Chu didn't tell Ling Yi that there is a wine cabinet here.

The bathtub was cleaned and disinfected, and hot water was put in it. Feng Chu saw that there were a lot of things in the bathroom, and there was also a body lotion for men - Feng Chu did not use this stuff at all, but Ling Yi always It was fragrant. He found a bottle of essential oil and dropped some into the water. He squeezed a bath bar and threw it in: "You take a bath here, and I'll go get your clothes."

Ling Yi nodded: "Okay."

He closed his eyes comfortably under the massage of the water.

Doctor Zhao gave the small suitcase that Ling Yi brought to Feng Chu, and Feng Chu brought it back. The suitcase requires a four-digit password to open, and each number is embossed, so Ling Yi can use the password when using it. Feng Chu tried it on Ling Yi's birthday, but he didn't expect it to be opened.

The underwear was neatly folded in the clothes bag, and there was no pajamas inside, only quick-drying thermal clothes.

Feng Chu took a set and went to the bathroom, he knocked on the door: "Ling Yi, I brought my clothes, can you come in?"

"Come in."

Feng Chu put Ling Yi's clothes aside: "Bath towels and clothes are by the sink, come and get them after you wash them."

Ling Yi gave a "hmm" and said "thank you" softly.

Feng Chu looked back at Ling Yi.

A thick layer of bubbles in the bathtub covered the underwater scene, I saw Ling Yi's delicate face was very moist with the warm water mist, and the lips that were usually light in color became bright red , with his arms casually resting on the edge of the snow-white bathtub, almost blending in with the bathtub.

Feng Chu's Adam's apple rolled a few times.

He knew that the water was constant temperature and would not get cold, but he took a few steps forward and put his hand into the water: "Is the temperature suitable? Is it cold?"

His hand was so close to Ling Yi's calf that he could not feel it.

Ling Yi was unconscious: "Mr. Feng, the water temperature is just right."

Feng Chu pressed the other hand on Ling Yi's shoulder: "Can I kiss you?"

Ling Yi's mind suddenly went blank, this time Feng Chu did not give Ling Yi a chance to agree or refuse.

When Ling Yi reacted, her lips were blocked.

Feng Chu did not kiss him fiercely, but gently rubbed Ling Yi's soft lips.

I thought that a kiss would heal everything, but at the moment of touching, Feng Chu felt as if electricity was passing through his heart, Ling Yi's ignorant gentle face gave him indescribable satisfaction and indescribable insufficiency.

After kissing, Feng Chu took a deep breath, and did not take away the hand on Ling Yi's shoulder, leaving staggered finger marks on the thin and fragile shoulder.

Ling Yi had never kissed like this before. He curiously touched the corner of his lips with his fingers.

Feng Chu held Ling Yi's finger, lowered his head and kissed the white fingertips dripping with water, his voice even more hoarse: "I'll go out first, you take a bath slowly."