President Daddy’s Excessive Love

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The black behemoth flicked its tail abruptly, blocking Lan Yanxi's front. The harsh sound of tires rubbing against the ground was a trend for Lan Yanxi, who almost fell.

what's the situation?

Lan Yanxi couldn't help but stepped back two steps, and saw the driver's door open and a tall figure came down, which made her familiar.

"Ling Mofeng?" Lan Yanran raised his drunk eyes and looked at him in a vague way. The light from the street lamp shone down. The man's somber expression made Lan Yanxi tremble, and he felt afraid to lean forward.

She took a step back, but still did not avoid the strong approach of the man, grabbed her by the wrist with a big palm, opened the door of the co-pilot, and slid her in.

That's right, it's a plug, not a gentle please.

Lan Yanxi's brain was buzzing. Just now, along the way, he still felt that he was not drunk. Now, with alcohol on his head, he was so congested by a man, he was dizzy and uncomfortable.

Lan Yanxi leaned on the back of the chair and saw the man sitting in. The next second, the black car was blowing towards home like a wind.

Lan Yanxi wanted to talk to him, but her mind was dizzy and her stomach was uncomfortable. She stretched out her hand to cover her chest with a forceful expression.

Ling Mofeng didn't say a word, his handsome face looked a little angry. He just saw her on the surveillance video outside the door, and immediately drove over to pick her up. Unexpectedly, she was drunk.

In front of outsiders, she dare to get drunk?

Ling Mofeng was almost mad, and she had been with him for such a long time. She didn't touch any alcohol, and she ran outside with a well-behaved face, but her face was peach blossom and her eyes were blurred. How could he not be annoyed?

"Ling Mofeng, I'm uncomfortable!" Lan Yanxi turned his head, looked at him with drunken eyes, and whispered.

"Hold it!" Ling Mofeng speeded up, throwing out two words mercilessly.

Lan Yanxi suddenly felt wronged, but he didn't dare to vomit it out, so he could only endure it in pain.

Finally, at the door of the house, Ling Mofeng got out of the car and directly helped her down from the co-pilot.

"Next time you dare to come back drunk, I won't let you in!" The man warned her in a low voice, but Lan Yanxi's dying look, I'm afraid I didn't hear a word.

"Oh!" Lan Yanxi drinks wine only after a while. On the way back just now, she is holding on to her consciousness. Now when she comes home, she sees the person she loves. As soon as she relaxes her consciousness, she loses her consciousness. It completely occupied her brain.

Seeing her too late to enter the living room, Ling Mofeng squatted violently when he squatted outside, drunk, and the man couldn't help but stretched out a finger and pressed it against the tip of his nose, staring at her angrily, but couldn't throw her down. , I can't beat or scold, I can only bend over, gently pat her back, and help her smooth.

Lan Yanxi vomited cleanly. In fact, she didn't eat anything tonight, just drank alcohol.

She didn't expect that drinking would be so uncomfortable, and she won't drink it next time she is killed.

"Is it better?" The man's low voice came in his ear.

"Yeah!" Lan Yanxi nodded in a daze. When she stood up, her legs were soft, and she subconsciously leaned into the man's arms.

Ling Mofeng stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly. Seeing that she was still walking in a pair of high heels, she couldn't walk stably, so he hugged her sideways and walked to the second floor.

Lan Yanxi's cheeks were hot and blushing. It seemed that he was drunk.

Ling Mofeng sighed lightly and hugged her upstairs. When she saw the spitting out of her clothes, she couldn't put her on the bed, so she could only sit on the small sofa next to her.

Ling Mofeng just bent over and put her down, and was about to wash her up. Suddenly, a small hand gently grabbed his sleeve, and the man's expression paused slightly.

Just thinking about whether she was going to take the opportunity to be drunk and crazy, she saw the girl grabbed her hand and gently put it on her face, and her little face was also gently pressed.

Ling Mofeng's heart was shocked, his heart softened into water, and he was about to hug her to comfort him.

Suddenly, the two words overflowing from the corner of the girl's mouth made him full of tenderness, instantly freezing.

"Dad, don't leave me!"

Ling Mofeng's expression twitched, what's the situation?Does this woman treat him as her father?

"Dad, hug me!" The soft voice, like a helpless child, made Ling Mofeng's heart an instant pain.

Forget it, she must have missed her father too much, so after getting drunk, the person she most wants to see is him.

To tell the truth, Ling Mofeng was willing to pretend to be any role to comfort her, but he just didn't want to be her father. He was obviously to be her husband. This role was too much for a show.

"Dad..." Lan Yanxi didn't seem to get a response, and gradually fell asleep, pulling his little hand, and gently hanging down, Ling Mofeng instantly became anxious, caught her little hand, and held it in his palm.

Seeing her leaning on the small sofa, frowning and falling asleep, he couldn't help sighing slightly.

Fortunately, she didn't continue to regard him as her father, otherwise, Ling Mofeng would really feel embarrassed.

After confirming that she was really asleep, Ling Mofeng walked into the bathroom and brought out a basin of hot water. After wringing out the water with the towel, first wiped her cheeks.

She was obedient, and let him wipe her head, gently turning with his fingers.

The man looked at her sleeping childlike pretty face, small and exquisite, with delicate eyebrows, and the closed eyelashes were thick and long, covering her elf-like water eyes, quiet and defenseless.

In the end, Ling Mofeng's eyes fell on the girl's slightly pouting mouth, and his lips were soft and alluring.

He was bending over and wanted to kiss him, and suddenly thought of the role she had just taken him into. Ling Mofeng only felt his strong body shake, and he straightened up quickly. It seemed that he couldn't make it through tonight.

I had to squat down as if confessing my fate, wiped her palms and the backs of her hands, untied her coat dyed with wine, took off her shoes and socks, and soaked her feet in warm water.

"Yeah!" Lan Yanxi murmured softly when his feet touched warm water, as if he was enjoying it too.

Ling Mofeng put his hands on his waist and was in front of her, looking at her lazy look, he could only sigh.

When other women are drunk, they all create good opportunities for men. Why does his woman hold his hand and call Dad when he is drunk?What kind of girl did he find?

After washing Lan Yanxi's feet, Ling Mofeng hugged her directly onto the bed, tucked her in the quilt, watched her turn over and fell asleep, Ling Mofeng also seemed to have completed the task, and quietly cleaned the room. I took her coat and washed it.

Lan Yanxi only had two sets of tooling in winter. If she didn't clean it up in time, I'm afraid she didn't replace it. Ling Mofeng's heart was as fine as a hair, so she naturally thought that way, so she washed it personally and dried it out.

Ling Mofeng glanced at the time, and it was only half past nine. He happened to have something to do, so he went straight to his study and let Lan Yanxi take a good night's sleep and didn't plan to disturb her.

At about eleven o’clock, Lan Yanxi woke up with her cracked head. She was awakened alive and hungry. When she woke up, she could still hear the sound of singing in her stomach. Just now, she was thinking of everything in her stomach. I vomited clean, and now my stomach was out of stock, and I started to protest.

"So hungry!" Lan Yanxi stretched out her hand to support her stomach, turned on the light, and planned to get out of bed to find food.

After sleeping, she also woke up a lot of alcohol, so although she was groggy at the moment, her consciousness recovered.

She vaguely remembered that Ling Mofeng had brought her back, and seemed to wash her feet in a blur. Her head was too dizzy at the time, and these memories were naturally not clear.

Lan Yanxi took a thick nightgown and put it on, stepping on a pair of slippers downstairs.

She just looked at the phone. It was almost early in the morning. Ling Mofeng might have fallen asleep. She was naturally unwilling to wake him up, so she decided to cook something for herself.

However, as soon as she opened the refrigerator, she heard a heavy male voice: "What are you looking for?"

Lan Yanxi was startled, and quickly turned around to see Ling Mofeng still wearing a neat suit, standing at the entrance of the restaurant.

"You... why haven't you slept yet?" Lan Yanxi saw him, inexplicably guilty, holding a small bag of glutinous rice balls she bought last time, so I chose this because it is simple and convenient.

Ling Mofeng didn't answer her words. He walked over his slender legs, grabbed the dumplings in her hand, and threw them back into the refrigerator.

"Hey!" Lan Yanximei opened his eyes and yelled anxiously.