President Daddy’s Excessive Love

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapter of President Daddy's love!The torrential rain struck down without warning, slammed the windows of the car, making an ear-splitting noise, and the car conditions on the road became more messy, making people's hearts tighten.

Fortunately, Ling Mofeng's motorcade has turned to a road with few people. This is a dedicated lane leading directly to the Vice Presidential Palace. No matter how heavy the rain, no matter how mad, it will no longer be affected.

After passing through countless guard boxes, the car stopped at the door of the living room. Chu Yu walked down quickly and opened the door for Ling Mofeng.

Ling Mofeng took a file bag in his hand, bent over and got out of the car, and said to Chu Xun, "The rain is so heavy, you let them all come in for a cup of tea, don't rush back."

"Okay, sir, I'll take them to the side hall to sit down. You can go and see Miss Lan." Chu Yu was very grateful for Ling Mofeng's compassion and nodded immediately.

Ling Mofeng let out a hum, and walked quickly into the living room with long legs. He didn't see a familiar figure at a glance. He walked quickly to the stairs.

Up to the stairs, Ling Mofeng instinctively walked towards his bedroom, because this woman seemed to like to stay in his room recently and left her room alone.

As soon as he stepped into the door, Ling Mofeng saw the bag arched under the quilt at a glance, and a ray of bright light could faintly spread from it.

The man's handsome eyebrows twisted, what is this woman doing in the quilt?

Because Lan Yanxi was in a very closed space at this moment, with paper towels in her ears, she didn't know that Ling Mofeng had come in. She looked at his pictures, happily like a fool, and looked more and more vigorous.

Just when Lan Yanxi turned over a photo album and decided to read it from the head again, the quilt on top of her head was lifted by a big palm.

She raised her eyes in a panic, and met the man's deep as deep eyes. Lan Yanxi's prone posture was extremely ecstasy, and all the men looked at.

"What are you looking at? So happy?" The man saw her lying on her stomach with a small flashlight in his mouth. He couldn't help but raised the corners of his mouth and bent over to watch with her.

"Your photo album." Lan Yanxi quickly spit out the small flashlight from her mouth, and replied with a dry smile.

Ling Mofeng's face was stunned, and he stretched out his big palm immediately and snatched the photo album over: "Don't look, what's so good about this?"

"It looks good? You looked so cute when you were a kid." Lan Yanxi saw that the man was shy and wanted to take the album away. She was so willing, she immediately reached out and snatched it back: "Why don't you let me see it? What's the secret in it?"

"There is no secret." Ling Mofeng replied immediately.

"Really?" Lan Yanxi quickly flipped his fingers to the back of the album, and flipped through a photo. It was a photo of Ling Mofeng and a girl of the same age sitting on a swing at the beach, Lan Yanxi's little hand. Immediately pointed out: "Who is she? You seem to have never mentioned it to me. You took three photos in total, one of which is still holding your little hand."

Ling Mofeng's face was flushed and flushed. He quickly sat next to him and explained in a low voice, "He is the daughter of a friend of my father. We used to work together. We knew him."

"Oh..." Lan Yanxi raised his eyes and glanced at him meaningfully: "Just friends? And friends who can hold hands? I understand."

"Yanxi, what are you trying to say." Ling Mofeng laughed helplessly, and stretched out his hand to pinch her pouting face: "At that time, we were only 13 or 4 years old, and we didn't understand the relationship between men and women at all, and , I always treated her as a younger sister. Later, when she went to settle abroad with her parents, we basically didn't meet each other much."

"I envy her very much." Lan Yanxi lowered his head and said bluntly.

"Why?" Ling Mofeng's face was surprised.

"It's not why, it's just envy. I envy her for knowing you so early and having a good teenage years with you." Lan Yanxi sighed lightly, with a loss on her face.

Ling Mofeng couldn't laugh or cry, put her in his arms, and kissed her thin lips on her forehead: "When you were young, there must be boys who played well, so should I envy you too?"

"I didn't. I was withdrawn at the time and had no friends." Lan Yanxi retorted in a low voice.

Ling Mofeng believed her words, because at that time, she lost her father and was definitely very lonely and helpless.

"The past is the past. Now is the most important thing. Yanxi, we will accompany each other in the future. You will no longer be lonely, and I will never be friends with other women, okay?" Ling Mofeng can only comfort me like this she was.

Lan Yanxi buried his face deeply into his chest, nodding like a coaxed child, "Okay."

At this moment, the rain outside the window slammed against the glass window, and Ling Mofeng put the file bag aside, freeing her hands to hold her tighter.

"Have you read today's news?" Ling Mofeng asked her in a low voice.

Lan Yanxi was taken aback for a moment, and shook his head: "No, I was reading a book on your shelf today. I am addicted to it. I didn't pay much attention to the news. What's the matter? What's wrong?"

"I mentioned to you that there is a powerful confidant around the old president. It is a cousin from afar. She died today." Ling Mofeng closed his eyes tightly, and between his brows couldn't tell whether it was sad or sad. After all, Sister Mei To him, it was considered a mentor in life, but she did not expect her to end this way.

"How did she die?" Lan Yanxi was taken aback as expected, and quickly broke free from his arms, raising her eyes and asking in astonishment.

"Maybe she felt that she was given up by the old president. She was unwilling and wanted to make the final struggle. She kidnapped the son of a piano teacher and was shot dead remotely by someone sent by the old president. Do you know who the piano teacher was hired? Seeing her staring at him with clear eyes, Ling Mofeng couldn't help but want to tease her again. He liked being watched so seriously by her.

"Who?" Lan Yanxi didn't know that the man was still teasing her at this time, her beautiful eyes widened again, and she looked more seriously, like a kitten waiting to be favored by the owner.

Ling Mofeng's thin lips pressed lightly, really wanting to kiss her beautiful, excessive eyes.

"It is my good friend Ji Xiaohan, the piano teacher he hired for his daughter. Sister Mei threatened that piano teacher to kill Xiaohan’s daughter, otherwise, she would kill her son. The teacher has a conscience. After telling Ji Xiaohan about this, Sister Mei became angry and took her son as a hostage. On the one hand, she knew that she had nowhere to go. On the other hand, she wanted to put the old president to death before she died. , And only then has the news that made a national sensation today." Ling Mofeng resisted the desire in his heart, and helped her resolve her doubts.

Lan Yanxi's heart was hung up by him and asked anxiously, "Is that kid okay?"

"It's okay, it's saved." The man stretched out his hand and gently touched her long hair: "Fortunately, the child is okay, otherwise the incident would be bad."

Lan Yanxi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, leaning back on his chest, closing her eyes and saying, "These people are too crazy. Will the old president be affected by this?"

"Of course he is, he is already worried." Ling Mofeng replied in a low voice, but he concealed some things, such as the condition that the old president wanted to discuss with him.

"If the old president is not elected, then he will die." Lan Yanxi couldn't help mocking.

Ling Mofeng sneered, "His result is doomed. This is his own choice, and he can't blame others."

Lan Yanxi nodded: "Well, people are working, and the sky is watching. Just now there was thunder and lightning. Those who have done bad things should be afraid."

Ling Mofeng chuckled slightly: "Yes, of course I will be scared."

Lan Yanxi suddenly thought of the words in her mind just now, she couldn't help but smiled and asked Ling Mofeng: "Then are you scared?"

Ling Mofeng's face was startled: "Why should I be afraid?"

"Because you promised me a lot of vows." Lan Yanxi smiled deeper.

Ling Mofeng burst into laughter instantly: "Are you afraid that I can't make it?"

"I didn't think so." Lan Yanxi hurriedly curled his mouth.

Ling Mofeng suddenly pressed her down on the bed, with a strong body against her: "That's what you think."

Lan Yanxi didn't expect him to do this kind of action to herself suddenly. She trembled and smiled again and again: "Well, I did think so just now. Can you get up first because it feels uncomfortable to press this way." Ling Mofeng's eyes darkened instantly, and his voice softened a little: "You are so soft, it makes me not want to get up."

"You..." Lan Yanxi blushed with shame.