Xiao Yifeng accompanied the two women for more than two hours until nightfall, and they returned to the hotel after dinner.
"Tonight you sleep on the sofa, don't get any ideas, I'll lock the door."
In the suite, Ye Yaxin looked at Xiao Yifeng sternly.
"Don't worry, I definitely won't have any ideas."
Xiao Yifeng said seriously, then muttered, "If I had any ideas, would a door stop me?"
"What did you say?"
Ye Yaxin's eyes shot two cold glares at Xiao Yifeng.
"Uh? Nothing, nothing,"
Xiao Yifeng shook his head hastily.
"I'm going to take a shower first!"
Ye Yaxin said, and headed to the bathroom, soon the sound of dripping water was heard.
"Brother Xiao, do you really love the president?"
Fang Siqi came out and sat down, looking at Xiao Yifeng before suddenly asking.
"Why would you suddenly ask that?"
Xiao Yifeng was taken aback, looking at Fang Siqi.
"I'm just asking casually."
Fang Siqi's eyes flickered, and she lowered her head.
