Good Morning, Mr. President!

Unexpectedly, Fu Yichen was standing behind her at this time. When she retreated, she accidentally retreated into his arms.

She froze.

Before she could recover, the man's strong arms had held her back.

Chi Weiyang had compromised in his heart, but his face seemed to be free.

Who told him not to keep her?

However, the more she broke free, the more tightly Fu Yichen's hand tightened. She simply bowed his head and held his hand. He seemed unbearable, clasping her shoulders with both hands, and turning her around.

Two people face each other.

Red marks appeared on each other's eyes.

The next moment he closed his long arm, she fell to his chest. Fu Yichen said nothing, leaned down and stared at her, his eyes darkened, and then suddenly and accurately covered her lips, gasping, and kissed heavily.

This kiss contains depression, pain, deep affection and overbearing possession.

Chi Weiyang was kissed a bit muddy. There were all kinds of emotions in my heart for a while, and I punched him with my fist, "唔 ... 唔 ... you ... let go ..."

A few messy words, not only failed to push away the man, but gave him a chance. Hot and humid tongue, while drilling into her sweet little mouth, entangled with her hook.

It was like passing on the strongest affection in his heart to her.

Kiss and kiss, kiss the bitter taste. He stepped back, and Chi Weiyang was already in tears.

The red lips were a little swollen because of his nagging. She managed to catch her breath, panting and punching him with her fist. It's not heavy, it's more like Jiao.

Fu Yichen did not feel pain. He threw it on his chest for a moment, at least he felt it was true.

She is still ...

As long as you are still ...

No amount of pain can bear the pain of her leaving ...

Already owned, he can no longer let himself go.

He grabbed her by one hand and held her by the back from the other. "Weiyang, come back with me."

"You tell me to go, I leave, tell me to go back and I go back, I'm not your puppy ..." Chi Weiyang bit his lip, looked at him with tears and complained, complaining, more like coquettish, "You bully me so I'm going to sue my aunt and say you're inexplicably driving me away ... "

What he just said to book a flight is to leave her alone. Let her go to country M alone? If she didn't wait for him outside the door, did he really intend to let her go? Let two people end up again?

Thinking of this, thinking that he could still endure the separation of the two people, she felt very sad. She didn't want to be given up by him ... even if she talked about it.

He wanted to laugh, "How old are you, and are you suing?"

She angrily said, "I will let Auntie take care of you ..."

Fu Yichen looked at her with deep eyes, all kinds of emotions in his eyes were flashing, like a river full of stars. He sighed, "You don't need to clean up me. The one who can clean up me the best is you ..."

Chi Weiyang bit her lip, tears flowing.

She would never pack him at all, but it was true that he had been packed properly by him for so many years! She should not be abandoned by him anymore ... for whatever reason ...

"Don't cry anymore ..." Fu Yichen's voice was hoarse and changed the key. He leaned down, one kiss and one kiss, a pitying kiss, tears on his face.

Chi Weiyang pulled his cuffs on his shirt with his fingers, and he kissed him with palpitations.

However, there was a long depression in the heart of the heart, and she was hooked at this moment. Fu Yichen couldn't bear pressing her against the wall, and the kiss slid from her face to her white neck, to the **** collarbone.

His fiery palm swelled into the coat on her body and put the plump softness in his palm.

Both people took a breath.

Chi Weiyang was distressed and tremored again, and now he was confused, and his body was a little soft. Fu Yichen's breathing became heavier.

"Ahem ..."

Just then, an old lady passing by coughed, holding the old lady beside her. Gaze fluttered in their direction.

"Young people now, but they are getting bolder and bolder. It's really cold and bad!" The old woman mumbled, her voice was not soft, and she made it clear that these two young people with "bad and bad" listened.

The old lady said, "Young man, this is a public place. Pay attention, too!"

Chi Weiyang was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to bury himself. She immediately pushed Fu Yichen away. It's him! How could she have forgotten that it was the elevator entrance if he wasn't fooling himself here? It's a good time, it's a shame to my hometown!

Fu Yichen even blushed.

Pulling her hands slowly out of her clothes, her eyes matched her.

"Let's go back?" He whispered.

Chi Weiyang bit his lip.

"I don't want to go back with you, it's cold and dark outside now ..." She pouted. "I just don't want to go out to the hotel with the suitcase in the middle of the night."

What a lovely, hard-mouthed woman.

Where can he let her go? This life, no more! Even if she really cares about his dirty past, he won't let go of her!

Fu Yichen held her hand tightly, dragging the box with the other hand, and the two walked back into the elevator.

His big palm wrapped her little hand firmly. His palms were still hot and powerful, and Chi Weiyang stood in the elevator, thinking wildly, unconsciously remembering the feeling that his fiery palm had covered his chest.

very hot……

It's really hot.

It seemed to be hot to her heart so she couldn't hold it.

and also……

The playfulness of his fingertips made her feel like an electric shock. For the night before, she was mostly fuzzy, but just now, she became clear again.

"What are you thinking?" Fu Yichen whispered after seeing her not speaking for a long time.

Chi Weiyang flushed.

Where dare to say that I was thinking about the kind of shame just now? She coughed and cleared her throat. "I'm thinking, call your mother tomorrow, how should I sue you for your bad deeds! Drive a pregnant woman out in the middle of the night, and you say you're really overkill?"

Fu Yichen's hands tightened, like guilt. With a little effort, he pulled her over and held him in his arms.

The chin dangled on top of her head, and then, again, kissed her hair.

A long sigh, "I apologize to you ... I'm sorry ..."

"Are you afraid that Auntie will pack you up before you please me?" She was so distressed that she broke her heart and deliberately pretended to be fierce.

Fu Yichen didn't say anything, but just looked at the two people who were huddled together on the transparent elevator wall for a while. When Chi Weiyang thought he wouldn't speak again, he saw that he closed his eyes and closed his eyes, and his eyelashes shook badly. After a long time, I said, "I ... I'm afraid you dislike me ..."

When I opened it again, a thin layer of mist had already appeared in my eyes.

Chi Weiyang was shocked.

That pain in my heart ...

It was more painful than the knife that would twist her heart ...

It's more than a thousand times more painful.

Where did he still bear with him to lose his temper, she leaned over and hugged his neck with both hands.

Fu Yichen leaned over her, "Wei Yang?"

"I hold you like this, does it mean that I don't want to abandon you?" Chi Weiyang's voice was stuffy and full of distress.