Facing Ma Ling who was "hehe", Feng Yiping also said "hehe" and said, "The day before yesterday, I was very satisfied with me."

"Vincent's father, are you angry?" Ma Ling hugged Feng Yiping and looked at him with a gaze. His voice was so soft that it was unreasonable, "I can't help myself,"

"Yes," Feng Yiping said without looking into her eyes.

"So, don't be angry, okay, okay?" Ma Ling hugged him and shook him left and right.

"However, I don't feel your sincerity," said Feng Yiping.

"Sincerity?" Ma Ling let go of him and put his index finger on his mouth, "I think about it,"

"Oh, there is, is this sincere enough?" She took off her little suit jacket.

Feng Yiping didn't say anything.

My legs fell twice, and my high heels flew out, "Isn't it enough?"

"So, what about this?" Ma Ling began to unbutton the flesh-colored silk shirt, and the man slowly retreated to the lounge.

After a while, a finger stretched out from behind the door, hooked the shirt on it, followed by a black skirt, turned around the fingers a few times, and then flew out in a swirl.

"Not coming in yet? Isn't that enough?"

"Oh, I really can't figure it out. I just questioned your sincerity, and you just took such a vulgar routine," Feng Yiping sighed and walked in.

It’s not good to give face, it’s not.

A piece of underwear with warmth flew over and hit him in the face, accompanied by a clear scolding, "Go out!"

This is naturally not easy to follow. Since all sincerity has been put forward, it is not a problem not to accept it.

After a long time, Ma Ling, who was sitting by the bed and wearing clothes, turned around and pressed Feng Yiping under him, "Do you still think I'm vulgar?"

"The routine is indeed vulgar," he looked at Ma Ling's open mouth and looking at the shining teeth. He quickly raised his hand, "Wait, wait, wait, you haven't finished speaking yet."

"But because it is yours, it's not vulgar at all. If there were more opportunities like this, I would be very happy every time. If I wanted to add a limit to such a routine, I hope that it will be available once every two days, from long hair to gray hair," Feng Yiping stroked Ma Ling's blonde hair with his hand and looked straight into her eyes and said.

In Ma Ling's eyes, the water waves were turbulent.

She looked at Feng Yiping foolishly, kissed his forehead, his eyes, and his lips gently, and finally, leaned softly on Feng Yiping, groping with one hand, holding Feng Yiping's hand, putting it in her heart, "Look, you jump a lot!"

Her heart really beats very fast.”

"Ping, am I helpless?" she murmured in Feng Yiping's ear. "Every time I hear you say these words, my heart is so excited that I want to jump out,"

Feng Yiping turned over gently and lay facing Ma Ling, his eyes facing the eyes, his nose facing the nose, and his hands gently touched her hot face, "Do you know, when your eyes flashed and looked at me, I was the same,"

"Well," Ma Ling gently touched Feng Yiping's nose with her nose, and then put his hand on his waist. "Suddenly, I don't want to go anywhere, I just want to hold you like this,"

"Then don't go anywhere," Feng Yiping gently hugged Ma Ling in his arms.

The two of them were just lying quietly on the bed.

However, such a quiet and warm time lasted only a few minutes and was interrupted by the phone ringtone, "Sir, the people from the game business department have arrived. Are they asking them to come up now?" asked an assistant.

Feng Yiping looked at the table below and said helplessly, "Give me ten minutes,"

On the other hand, Ma Ling also got up and hurriedly put on her makeup in front of the mirror, "I'll ask you, are there any personal factors involved in the decision you just announced?"

Feng Yiping took the comb from her and helped her comb her somewhat messy hair smoothly. "Did you see it too? I do have this consideration,"

"I hope that on the premise of arranging work in Silicon Valley, you can have a reason to take him to China for a while during the holidays, for example, twenty days at a time, or one month at a time,"

"I still hope that he can have more understanding and understanding of China,"

"I also want him to learn Chinese as soon as possible," said Ma Ling.

"This is very necessary," said Feng Yiping. "I also hope that I can find a suitable time to introduce you and Vincent to my family,"

"Ah," Ma Ling was stunned for a moment, and then hesitated, "I don't know if this is a good decision,"

"Ping, I think I understand why you did this, but," she held Feng Yiping's hand, "I think this matter should be discussed for a long time."

"It will be difficult for you to explain Huang and Zhang to your parents in the future, right? If we add us in the middle, this matter will only be more complicated."

"I don't want you, and I don't want your parents, so I'll add pressure,"

"So, can you give up this idea for the time being? I think, in fact, we can help Vincent get along with his grandparents more,"

"For example, when we were in China, you took them over, and then asked Amanda to take Vincent to find them and said that he was Amanda's good friend. Do you think this is OK?"

"Thank you," Feng Yiping held her hand. "I did this not just to allow Vincent to spend more time with his grandparents. I want to try my best to make Vincent enjoy the care of his ancestors like a normal child,"

"Of course, the questions you are concerned about make sense, but please believe me, no matter what happens, it will not affect their care for Vincent."

"My parents, perhaps from some perspectives, are not particularly competent parents, but they must be very competent grandparents,"

"You know, when people get older, they will like their children. No matter whether they were competent when they were parents, once they became grandparents, they must be only more qualified and not the most qualified,"

"Isn't there such a saying? If people in the world take grandparents first and then become parents, the world will definitely be much better."

"So, no matter how much my parents will have in the future, I promise that they will always regard Vincent as their most precious treasure,"

"Maybe we have to consider the bad effects that their spoiling for Vincent may have,"

"Don't worry, I'll handle everything, okay?"

"No," Ma Ling stood up, "I am currently sticking to my opinion on this matter,"

"Don't say anything against it, I hope I can help you share more worries. Your pressure is already great enough,"

"Besides, Vincent is now happy enough. He has a parents who love him so much, and a sister who likes him so much, John and Heidi, who have treated him as treasures since childhood."

"Annie, even though she doesn't care much about Vincent sometimes, we all know that she loves him more,"

"It's just that guy Anne has been competing with me since he was a child, so he doesn't want to show his love for Vincent in front of me."

"Not to mention, so many people around us, because of yours, who doesn't care for him?"

"In comparison, he is happier than when I was a kid, let alone compare with you,"

"So, listen to me, let's do this according to my opinion first, okay?" She held Feng Yiping's face and said seriously.

"You have done enough for Vincent, for me, and I said, I really enjoy the current situation,"

"Okay," Feng Yiping agreed.

There are some things he really can't say to Ma Ling.

He knew very well that after his parents knew Vincent, they would definitely not give him any good looks, but they would definitely be happy in their hearts.

For them, nothing would make them happier than seeing Feng Yiping spread out.

At the same time, Vincent was their first grandson and they would be particularly happy.

Of course, they also like Amanda's granddaughter, but judging from some of their words and practices, they urged Feng Yiping and Huang Jingping to have a few more, mainly to have a few grandchildren.

After all, for them, someone will inherit such a big career that Feng Yiping has created in the future.

However, now both Feng Yiping and Huang Jingping are very young and already have a granddaughter, so they are not particularly urgent.

However, if this is the case, it is a bit difficult to explain to Ma Ling.

Then wait until then.

At this time, over the Pacific Ocean, Zhang Yan quietly asked Jin Ling, "Sister Jin, have you got the song he wrote for you?"
Chapter completed!