Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

The warmth and concern he gave were what Yan Qingsi needed most. With him, she felt that her heart was solid, as if she had a solid wall behind her.

Don't worry, you can see the magnificent cliffs when you turn around.

......

At the entrance to the cemetery, You You saw Yue Tingfeng holding Yan Qingsi on the car, and then the two left. His young lips were a little bit nice.

He had thought about how Yan Qingsi was sitting in his car and how she would go alone, so he hurried down and wanted to send her back.

Unexpectedly, I saw Yue Tingfeng coming over.

He is also a man. He can see that Yue Tingfeng's affection for Yan Qingsi is true. He does not treat women like his nephew. He always plays with women, but treats women as an object.

If Yan Qingsi can find a good home, it should be her mother's most wanted to see it.

You Xun turned around and went up again. He found her 17 years later, and he wanted to spend more time with her.

......

The car drove back to the city. Yue Tingfeng stopped at the temporary parking space on the side of the road and said to Yan Qingsi, "Wait a minute, I'll be right back."

Yan Qingsi saw the pharmacy on the side of the road, knowing that he would probably buy a band-aid, and nodded: "Go."

Yue listened to the wind and bought an alcohol band-aid. He walked dozens of meters to buy a box of ice cream at a convenience store and quickly returned to the car.

He stuffed the ice cream into Yan Qingsi's hand: "You eat ice cream first, so you can cool off the heat."

Yan Qingsi laughed: "I'm not a kid, you know I don't like sweets."

Yue Tingfeng raised her head and said earnestly: "It doesn't matter, I will feed you later."

Yan Qingsi froze, remembering the last time he fed her, her face flushed,

Yue Tingfeng grabbed her feet and wiped off the blood and dust on the wound with a cotton swab moistened with alcohol. "You can bear it, it hurts."

Yan Qingsi opened the lid of the ice cream and said, "It's okay, you get it, it doesn't hurt at all."

Yue Tingfeng looked up and saw Yan Qingsi dig a bite of ice cream with a spoon. She felt a bit disgusted and squeezed her mouth. She didn't seem to feel the pain from her feet at all.

Yue Tingfeng felt very uncomfortable. If there was no childhood, she should be just like other little girls. Even if she had a small opening in her body, she would be coquettish with her parents and boyfriend.

But she ...

Yue Tingfeng ripped a band-aid and put it on the wound: "It is a crime for a woman to wear high heels."

Yan Qingsi had a mouthful of ice cream in her mouth and said, "When the bubble turns into a cocoon, it won't hurt."

"It won't hurt anymore, but it will be uglier."

"Then there is no other way, the world is harsh on women, so ... I can only make myself work harder, otherwise how can I stand still in this world?"

"You can't stand, don't you still have me? I can carry you, you don't have to stand."

Yan Qingsi dug a spoonful of ice cream and was about to send it to her mouth. After hearing Yue listening to the wind, she stopped and raised her eyes to meet his sight.

He always said something inadvertently, and the words that moved her made her heart suddenly warm.

Yan Qingsi: "Okay ..."

She sent the mouthful of melting ice cream to Yue Tingfeng's mouth: "Reward you."

Yue Tingfeng laughed, "It's not easy for you to feed stuttering."

He swallowed with his mouth open, and pulled Yan Qingsi into his arms the next second.

Vanilla ice cream slowly melts between lips and teeth ...