Sister, you miss me

Chapter Ninety-Seven

The storm never ends.

The prison tyrant was panting with a gust of rain.

"The newcomer, you will hide, like a man, fist with me to the point."

Yang Feng is not fooled: "It would be stupid to fist with you to the flesh. I want to develop my strengths and defeat the enemy."

"Hehe, see how you win?"

"If you don't come, I can come."

"Let's talk nonsense..." Before the prison tyrant's words fell, the figure in front of him disappeared, and he suddenly felt that his right arm was being forced by the joint.

"Man's arm as a car." The prison tyrant shook his arm, and Yang Feng let go.

"Come again."

Yang Feng rushed out, but did not walk in a straight line. The prison tyrant once again lost sight of Yang Feng, and suddenly felt that his right eye was flicked.

The prison tyrant could feel that the other party was very measured, but his eyes hurt and tears came out.

As a result, it is bound to affect the battle.

Unexpectedly, Yang Feng won the power and was not forgiving. After a few roundabouts, he brushed his left eye.

At this time, the young prison tyrant was really shed tears without wind, and his tears were dim.

At this moment, Yang Feng made a fist, with the middle finger protruding like the tip of a spear, and hit the prison tyrant's Tanzhong point with a fist without hesitation.

The prison tyrant roared, his arms violently clamped, unexpectedly clamped Yang Feng's forearm.

However, just for a short while, Yang Feng used force again, hitting the acupuncture point with a punch without any hindrance.

The young prison tyrant was hit. He thumped back seven or eight steps before he clutched his chest and coughed for a while, as if he was out of breath.

At this point, each prisoner's eyes widened, swallowing and spitting to relieve shock and fear.

After a long time, breathing for a while, the prison tyrant bowed his hand: "I lost."

Yang Feng looked up at the upper bunk: "So, that position is mine."

"It should be."

Yang Feng was also welcome, and went to bed with his clothes, got into the soft silk quilt, and then asked, "What is your name?"

"Chen Long."

"You won't wait for me to fall asleep and start."

"No, I promise."

"You're good..."

"what's your name?"

Chen Long asked, but no one agreed. Upon listening carefully, Yang Feng had already snored extremely slightly.

Chen Long showed a wry smile, but found that the prisoners were casting their eyes, holding various weapons, including sharpened toothbrush handles, stool legs, wooden wedges, and even weapons made of toilet brushes.

Everyone knew what he meant. Isn't the newcomer Guo Jiang Ronglong? Kill him in his dream, and look at him with an air of air.

However, Chen Long denied their suggestion, not knowing why, and felt a sense of sympathy.

...

Chen Lin smashed the door of Gao Qinsheng's house, and it was the first time that Gao Qinsheng saw Chen Lin so gaffe.

Only half of her hair was stuck by the hairpin, and there was only one shoe on her foot.

Fortunately, Hu Baoxiang went out to play cards and didn't have to spend much time.

Gao Qinsheng saw Chen Lin's face full of anxiety and asked, "Linlin, what happened?"

Chen Lin will return to the door to harass, and Yang Feng said that he was severely injured and came back from the siege, and that Yang Feng was arrested in the police station.

Gao Qinsheng dared to covet his woman as soon as he heard the curse. It was also a matter of Yang Feng and the happiness of the magistrate Gao's lower body, so he couldn't help but watch.

However, Gao Qinsheng's brief silence caused Chen Lin to be wrong.

Chen Lin was impatient: "As long as Yang Feng is safe and sound, I will be at your mercy."

Gao Qinsheng smiled a little bit sourly: "This is so familiar. At the beginning, for your brother, you also said that you agreed. Then Yang Feng, in your heart, is it a relative or a lover?"

"This has nothing to do with you."

"I'm just a little jealous." Gao Qinsheng sighed slightly: "Don't worry, I won't ask you to do anything for the time being. I will take care of this matter. Go back and wait for the news."

Gao Qinsheng has his own considerations. Yang Feng's interpersonal relationship is very clear. It can be said that he can be safe without having to come forward, so why not take the initiative, even for his lower body.

So, Gao Qinsheng dialed the number of the person in charge of the detention center.

...

"Yang Feng, come out, you can go now."

The room door was opened from the outside, a prison guard shouted loudly, Yang Feng opened his dim sleepy eyes, and the electronic clock on the wall pointed at eleven.

Slowly, Yang Feng said nonchalantly: "Now go."

The prison guard was expressionless: "You don't want to go."

"Forget it, let's go." Yang Feng smiled, and suddenly someone patted him on the shoulder.

Looking back, Chen Long reached out with a pair of dark eyes.

Yang Feng grasped the past and shook it vigorously.

"Good trip." Chen Long said.

"I'm waiting for you outside." Yang Feng said.

Yang Feng followed the prison guard and stayed in the detention center for less than two hours.

"Yang Feng?" Chen Long muttered to himself, his face suddenly changed: "His name is Yang Feng, is he the same Yang Feng?"

Chen Long rushed out, and Yang Feng's figure had disappeared at the end of the tunnel, pointed at him slightly, and a voice shouted: "Go back."

...

Yang Feng carried his belongings and was pushed out of the iron gate of the detention center.

"Again..." The word "see" had not been spoken yet, and the iron door had been closed.

"It's rude." Yang Feng smiled and looked forward.

The night is misty and the street lights are dim.

In the cold winter night, a slender woman, wearing a flimsy dress, rushed to Yang Feng frantically. Yang Feng found that she had no shoes on her feet.

In the distance, a red beetle hung tightly.

Suddenly, the nephrite jade was warm and fragrant, and Yang Feng felt the coldness of Chen Lin's body.

"I was scared to death, Yang Feng, it's fine if it's fine, it's fine if it's fine."

Yang Feng was inexplicably moved in his heart, and he hugged the trembling body in his arms tightly: "I'm fine, I promised, don't worry."

"Well, let's go home." Chen Lin smiled before her tears were dry.

In Chen Lin's exclamation, Yang Feng hugged her sideways.Chen Lin hesitated for a moment, still resting her head on Yang Feng's shoulder.

Yang Feng strode towards the Beatles and asked, "Did you go to ask Gao Qinsheng?"

Chen Lin's body shook obviously, still seeking truth from facts: "I can only find him, but he didn't make any requests."

Yang Feng nodded and sneered: "Dare he mention it?"

Feeling Yang Feng's domineering side leakage, Chen Lin nuzzled his shoulders, she felt that she really loved this little man.

Yang Feng refused to let him sit in the driving seat and sent Chen Lin home. What made Yang Feng depressed was that Chen Lin fell in love with him and hugged the door from the parking lot.

After entering the door, Yang Feng could feel Chen Lin's body being hot, and her eyes were a little strange, as if she was glaring like a silk.

Yang Feng hurriedly put down Chen Lin and was about to pull away, but his hand was grasped.

"Can you not leave?"

In the light that could melt everything, Yang Feng was a little dry, and slowly leaned over.

Chen Lin raised her head, her eyes closed, her lips blooming like petals.

Yang Feng lightly touched her soft lips, and then printed a kiss on her smooth forehead, and then said: "Wash and sleep. If I don't go back, my family will worry."

After that, he left without any muddle.

Chen Lin opened her eyes in a daze, and threw the car key at hand over: "Drive my car."

In the elevator, Yang Feng gasped, thinking that it was not easy, it was against human nature!It almost happened.

When the Beetle drove out of the underground parking lot, Chen Lin was looking down on the balcony. She stroked her hot cheeks, revealing a girlish shyness.

The phone rang, Chen Lin was surprised, who was returning so late?

The number is unfamiliar, but the voice is very familiar. It is his younger brother Chen Long.

"Brother, something is going on calling so late?" Chen Lin asked nervously.

"It's okay. Sister, you said the guy who helped us is called Yang Feng?"

"Yes."

"How old is he and what does he look like?"

"One year older than you, very handsome."

"We visited Yang Feng in the detention center tonight, but went out again in less than two hours."

"It's him." Chen Lin suddenly reacted: "Brother, you are in the Beiguan Detention Center. You are not serving your sentence, why are you in the detention center?"

"How do I know that it is a meritorious service to say that I was asked to help manage the prisoners."

"That said, you should be out soon."

"Maybe."

"Great."

"Sister, do you think Yang Feng is more handsome than your brother? You..."

"What's wrong with me?"

"You have the opposite sex and are inhuman."

"Smelly boy, I want to tear your mouth."

"Haha, sister, you have a good vision, if you let him be the brother-in-law, I have nothing to say."

Chen Lin sighed faintly: "We can't repay Yang Feng's kindness to us in our entire life. What kind of extravagance can someone like my sister have."

Chen Longhan said: "If he dares to give up on his sister, I will never forgive him."

"You don't need to worry about my business, go to bed early."

...

Yang Feng left early in the evening, and Qin Xue didn't see his brother's shadow all morning, and walked into his room. The quilt on the bed was messy, indicating that he had returned.

Qin Xue used her father's old man phone to call her brother and asked, "Yang Feng, what are you up to? Sooner or later, there will be no one."

Yang Feng said: "Come out to buy you food, what does my sister want to eat?"

"Really?" Qin Xue felt sweet in her heart.

"Say, what to eat? Time is tight."

"Well, Anzai Bao, hand cake, five-grain soy milk, that's it!"

"Okay, wait."

In fact, Yang Feng went to pick up Chen Lin and had already contacted her. Chen Lin was standing in the morning wind and waiting for him.

Yang Feng pulled over and parked, then stepped down the window and said, "Boss gets in the car."

Chen Lin smiled slightly, got into the co-pilot, and said with feeling: "It would be great if this happens every day."

Yang Feng heartless: "Find a driver for you."

Chen Lin glanced at Yang Feng, nothing more.

...

After talking with Yang Feng on the phone, Qin Xue happily began to tidy up the bed for her brother, accidentally pulling out a pair of briefs from under the pillow, and the briefs were kneaded and stuck together.

Qin Xue threw away the things in her hand like an electric shock, her face flushed, and she cursed: "Die Yang Feng, disgusting."

After a while, I went to the yard and took a small basin to catch the water, pinched the briefs with the ends of two fingers, and threw it into the basin.

Then, wash your hands over and over again.

...

Yang Feng didn't enter the cake room. He mainly drove back to his Poussin. He got into the car directly. Chen Lin called to him and handed over a card: "This is your salary for several months."

Yang Feng took it and smiled and asked, "How many?"

"Let's see for yourself."

Yang Feng nodded: "I want it because of the salary, and I don't want it if there is more. Well, let's not say more, I am in a hurry."

When Poussin went away, Chen Lin watched, Chaoyang just vomited halfway, and her face was red.

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