Get out of the way, the vest boss saves that sick girl

Chapter 120

Feng Yao rested his forehead against Ai Xiaoqi's: "This time we are just checking a few deals, it's not dangerous, just wait for me to come back!"

Feng Yao's breath gradually expanded around Ai Xiaoqi's lips, but Ai Xiaoqi still hid in Feng Yao's arms.

"I'm... still a little unprepared."

Feng Yao was a little anxious, and begged in a humble, magnetic and trembling voice.

"Xiao Qi, I can come back...is that ok?"

Feng Yao sometimes wondered whether Ai Xiaoqi really loved him or it was just a natural result of his advances.

Ai Xiaoqi sniffed Feng Yao's masculine scent and nodded slightly.

Feng Yao suppressed his impatience and decided to wait for her patiently.

After getting Ai Xiaoqi's response, Feng Yao still smiled happily, stroked her hair gently, and pressed his cheek against hers.

Ai Xiaoqi felt Feng Yao's strong heartbeat and gentle caress. She asked softly, "Is there really something you want to talk to me about?"

"Ah."

"what's up."

Feng Yao hugged her tightly for fear that she would run away.

"Xiao Qi, I want to...propose?"

Ai Xiaoqi's back suddenly stiffened.

What a joke! We’ve only known each other for a little over a month and my boyfriend’s probation period hasn’t even ended, but he’s already proposed to me.

Feeling Ai Xiaoqi's resistance.

Feng Yao said coquettishly: "I want to be with you, every day, is that okay? Yes, Xiaoqi."

Ai Xiaoqi knew that Feng Yao was serious and that he was very attached to her, but... this was too fast!

Ai Xiaoqi raised her eyes and looked into Feng Yao's eyes, seeing Feng Yao's obsession and desire.

Every glance from Lasi was telling Ai Xiaoqi that he really missed her after not seeing her for a few days, but there was no need to get married.

"marry?"

Feng Yao held Ai Xiaoqi's face and said, "Xiaoqi, I want... you are the only one in my life. Will you marry me?"

Ai Xiaoqi lowered his eyes, and Feng Yao hid in his hair and acted coquettishly again.

"Promise me, Xiaoqi. I will listen to you obediently for the rest of my life..."

Such a familiar tone of coquettishness. Ai Xiaoqi always felt that something was wrong, but she didn't have time to think about it.

Ai Xiaoqi put her hand on Feng Yao's chest, and there was a small gap between them.

"Feng Yao, I never thought about..."

Feng Yao looked down gently.

"Good boy Xiaoqi, we will face the future together. Don't be afraid. Leave it to me."

"I still have to go to school. I'll talk about it when I'm old enough." Ai Xiaoqi hid her emotions and pressed her forehead against Feng Yao's chest.

Feng Yao sighed, with a look of genuine and fake sadness in his eyes. He lifted her chin and continued to coax her: "Are you really unwilling?"

Ai Xiaoqi blinked her eyes, ignoring Feng Yao's acting, and answered firmly: "I don't want to."

Feng Yao lowered his head and looked at Ai Xiaoqi begging: "Really? Is it okay if it's fake?"

Ai Xiaoqi frowned, raised her eyes and looked at Feng Yao, her mind cleared up a little: "What's fake?"

"The Feng family is about to distribute their property. Every year they use the excuse that I have no family and no children to weaken my power. I think..."

Although Ai Xiaoqi didn't expect any real results between her and Feng Yao, the fake marriage made her feel uncomfortable.

Ai Xiaoqi already had a cold look on her face: "Is this why you want to marry me? A fake marriage is even possible? Did you plan this the first time you saw me?"

Feng Yao knew that he had taken a big step, so he gritted his teeth and held Ai Xiaoqi in his arms, then grabbed Ai Xiaoqi's hand and pressed it hard against his chest.

There was anger in his voice.

“This is all you.”

Feng Yao pointed to the campus and said, "They can all see you at will, but I can't. For three days, I have come to wait for you every night and stayed here overnight, hoping that you would remember me."

Feng Yao growled, "You little heartless thing, you are so cruel. Can't you tell whether I am sincere to you or not?"

Being yelled at by Feng Yao with confidence, Ai Xiaoqi reflected on Feng Yao's thoughts and thought that she must have wronged Feng Yao and had gone too far. However, she still refused to admit defeat and blurted out, "It's fake."

Feng Yao was hurt: "How can it be fake? That day you...we were together, and I couldn't bear to touch you. You said it was fake?"

Ai Xiaoqi held Feng Yao's mouth in shame and anger: "Don't say it."

Feng Yao held her slender fingers and placed them in his hair: "I let you touch it, how can it be fake?"

"What does this mean?"

Feng Yao was very depressed: "A man's head is his dignity. He is only allowed to let the woman he loves touch it. That is the man's final submission."

Feng Yao hugged the struggling Ai Xiaoqi tightly, ignoring her hitting him lightly, and buried his head in her neck without saying a word.

Finally, Ai Xiaoqi felt something was wrong.

A tear flowed down her white neck, wet and cool.

Ai Xiaoqi was a little flustered, forgetting why she was angry, and asked softly: "Feng Xiaoyao, are you crying?"

Feng Yao sobbed in the crook of her neck but couldn't make a sound.

Ai Xiaoqi lifted his head up, and caressed Feng Yao's face and the small mole between his nose with heartache, and wiped away his cold tears with her fingertips.

Feng Yao buried it back again feeling aggrieved.

"You are mean to me, you don't believe in me, you don't care about me, you don't love me..."

Listening to Feng Yao's accusation, Ai Xiaoqi inserted her fingers into his hair: "Don't cry, good boy Yaoyao."

"You have so many businesses, why do you still care about the Feng family?"

Feng Yao was still sobbing: "Those belong to mom and dad, I have to keep them for them."

Ai Xiaoqi's fingers touched the scar under the white shirt. That was Feng Yao's pain.

Ai Xiaoqi believed in her intuition that Feng Yao was serious about her.

He has what kind of woman he wants, but he is only willing to act coquettishly and please a humble and dark Ai Xiaoqi.

Why propose?

Is Feng Yao insecure?

Thinking of this, Ai Xiaoqi curled her lips indifferently. She could even sacrifice her life for Feng Yao, so what was the point of getting married? If he wanted it, she would give it to him.

Ai Xiaoqi laughed indulgently.

"Haha, okay, stop acting, I don't care, you make the arrangements."

Ai Xiaoqi herself felt that when she said this, she was revealing her inherent banditry and pretending not to care.

Feng Yao awkwardly leaned against Ai Xiaoqi's neck.

"Who is acting? You are bullying me."

Ai Xiaoqi pouted: "Uncle, I'm only eighteen years old and can't marry you yet."

Feng Yao came up again: "I'm going to register abroad just to marry you, the sooner the better."

"Whatever you want, get up, it's for this, I promised, it's okay, I want to go back."

Feng Yao couldn't get up from his clinging to Ai Xiaoqi, and hummed, "Anything else?"

"Hurry up and tell me, the bedroom will be closed soon."

Feng Yao stood up, took Ai Xiaoqi's hands and kissed her bean-colored fingertips.

"nice."

Ai Xiaoqi glared: "Hurry up and tell me."

"I brought a betrothal gift."

Ai Xiaoqi shook off his hand and turned to leave.

"It's fake. No betrothal gift is needed."

Feng Yao took a step forward and grabbed her from behind.

"There is a diamond ring in your pants pocket. Feel it and take it out for a look."

Ai Xiaoqi refused. Last time when she touched his pocket, he held her down and she felt very embarrassed.

"Xiao Qi, there are roses behind the car, and the amusement park has prepared fireworks."

Ai Xiaoqi suppressed her smile and pursed her lips: "Keep it for yourself!"

Feng Yao was sad: "You don't want any of them?"

"No."

"Then there is another betrothal gift. You must accept it and cannot refuse it."

Ai Xiaoqi asked: "What?"

"All the shares of the jade mine in the Mian Kingdom belong to me and Mu Bai."

Ai Xiaoqi's body stiffened and she pushed Feng Yao away, her eyes narrowed as she stared at Feng Yao angrily.

"You want to buy me?"