Chapter 1329: The restless heart

Chapter 1329
Su Xiaoyan buried her head in the meal and didn't want to pay attention to this bad guy.
Although Su Xiaoyan really didn’t want to go to the hotel with Bu Lingfeng, especially when he put the word
open room
on his lips, it was too shameful, but in the case of Bu Lingfeng’s coquettishness , She reluctantly gave in.
The male color is misleading. Sitting in the co-pilot, Su Xiaoyan couldn't help wailing in her heart, clutching the zipper of the backpack, showing her uneasy heart at the moment.
As she got closer and closer to the hotel, Bu Lingfeng stopped teasing her, and the car calmed down, but the two people still felt lingering and ambiguous.
When the car was parked in the parking space, Bu Lingfeng's hands were still squeezing the steering wheel, ridiculously speaking, he could decide the survival of a family quietly, and easily solve the decision-making plan that cost hundreds of millions, but he was facing When this familiar woman could no longer be familiar, she felt a long-lost tension.
"Let's go, we are here." No longer hesitating, Bu Lingfeng broke the silence, opened the door to get out of the car, but was dragged back again. The seat belt was forgotten to release.
Su Xiaoyan beside her was still entangled in her complicated emotions. When she heard the bang, she looked back and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Pu Lingfeng stretched out his hand in embarrassment and touched his forehead. Okay, he has never been as embarrassed as he is today. He pulled off his seat belt with a black face. He quickly got out of the car and slammed into the door.
After such a fuss, the tension of the two was relieved to a certain extent, and Bu Lingfeng moved naturally to take Su Xiaoyan's hand to the elevator entrance.
Seeing how familiar he was, Su Xiaoyan couldn't help but laughed and asked, "Bu Lingfeng, you are quite familiar with this place." After saying that, she silently added a sentence in her heart.
"Jealous?" Bu Lingfeng's eyes were stained with a smile, and he thought to himself, this woman, she didn't know how to be jealous until she finished speaking.
When Su Xiaoyan heard the words, she curled her lips without changing her face, "The department always thinks too much. I just think you are so worried about your money. If you have a home, you have to stay in a hotel."
When Bu Lingfeng heard the words, he took her hand tightly and watched the elevator come in. He pressed the floor and said lightly, "I am engaged to Liu Yinuo while you are leaving, and the father acquiesced in her entering and leaving mine. Home, I don’t want to see her, I can only stay in the hotel, and when you come back, I changed all the door locks and let the bodyguards watch, otherwise you might also see her walking around the house."
Su Xiaoyan's heart tightened when she heard this. It turned out that not only did she have a bad life these years, but this man also had a bad life. She didn't want the atmosphere to be too embarrassing. She seemed to frown in depression, "So, your bed She has slept too?"
"Don't lie to you, I really fell asleep, then I changed the bed, and locked the bedroom door when I went out, and she was honest." Bu Lingfeng blinked at Su Xiaoyan, that looked a bit naughty.
Su Xiaoyan chuckled. She had always known that this man was a wicked person, but she didn't expect that he would still be in the mood under such circumstances.
Pulling Su Xiaoyan to his habitual room, Bu Lingfeng closed the door with one hand, and pulled the tie off naturally with one hand. He just threw it away, but as if thinking of something, he held it in his hand. The board was folded neatly and placed in the pocket.
Su Xiaoyan didn't see Bu Lingfeng's series of actions. As soon as she walked in, she was firmly attracted by the layout of the room.
A two-meter candlestick made the room sway with dim and ambiguous lights. The walls were covered with photos of her and Bu Lingfeng. Su Xiaoyan didn’t know when they were taken. She even saw them just here. Photos of attending the reception together.
Looking back at the living room, there is a retro soft couch in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. There is a table in the center. The pens, inks, papers and inkstones are neatly arranged. Su Xiaoyan was a little surprised to see this. She thought it would be roses all over the house. , What's the situation now?
Feeling Su Xiaoyan’s doubts, Bu Lingfeng grabbed her waist and brought her to the soft couch, "I can’t remember how long we have been together, nor can I remember why I love you so persistently. , But, I know I can’t let go in this life."
Speaking of Ling Feng, he paused. He was really so emotional in his life. He took a deep breath as if nervously. Then he said, "I know you women like romance, but I just want to be with you. Stay quiet, so ah, I just want to draw you a picture, in the way of our ancestors."
Probably after I had the beginning, I didn’t find it hard to say anything. Next, Bu Lingfeng said more and more smoothly,
When I was a child, I mainly received traditional education. This is probably the reason why my old man hates it. The habit that has been handed down all the time, being able to speak will be regulated by the Sanzijing and the disciples. These can be regarded as things carved in the bones. The old man said that it has been a few generations that something like my scum has come out.
Hearing this Su Xiaoyan couldn't help reaching out and grabbing his arm, she knew in her heart that the old man would say this to him because he insisted on marrying her, a woman who is not the right family.
"But, Su Xiaoyan, I don’t regret it. I have never wanted to get anything so persistent in my life, except for you. I like to draw everything I like with a brush. You will be the only woman in my pen. Of course, If you give me a daughter, there will be a second one. Now you only need to lie on the soft couch, you can sleep, or you can choose to look at me.
As Fu Lingfeng kissed on the corner of her forehead, He turned and walked to the table.
Seeing Pu Lingfeng washing his hands in the basin on one side and drying them carefully, she stood at the table and started grinding. Su Xiaoyan blinked, "That, Pu Lingfeng, I don’t need to change. Clothes? Just like that?"
In fact, in such an atmosphere, she was already moved in a mess, but she always felt that she had to wear Fengguanxiapi to be worthy of the pen that Bu Lingfeng picked up for her.
"Let's loosen your hair, that's it. Your wedding gown is already in my mind." After Pu Lingfeng picked up the brush, his temperament changed. Seeing his serious look, Su Xiaoyan He stopped talking, just watched his movements intently.
The indoor environment is warm and peaceful, Bu Lingfeng looks up at her beloved woman from time to time, and the two will meet each other tacitly and smile, probably because they are too tired, Su Xiaoyan unknowingly falls asleep.
The candle just burned out at dawn, and Bu Lingfeng lowered his head and drew on the paper earnestly. Seeing his woman gradually take shape on the paper, his frowning eyebrows gradually loosened.