Sister, you miss me

Grandma Xiaobao’s sincere narration made everyone here once again know Yang Feng’s character and personality.

Although Gao Xiaobao had just had a drink, he still desperately wanted to pay tribute to Yang Feng. Zhu Rongrong was unwilling to be a queen, but after two glasses of wine, the two of them were again unconscious.

Chen Lin is not intoxicated by wine, and everyone is drunk. A few cups of light drink is a red complexion and she is invincible.So the task of toasting to Yang Feng had to be done by his younger brother.

Chen Long picked up the wine glass, looked at Zhu Rongrong and Gao Xiaobao who were lying on the table pretending to be dead dogs, and said, "Yang Feng, neither of them will work. I will accompany you."

"No need, just have fun."

"No, I want to test the depth of your drink."

"I'm afraid you can't try it out?"

"How can I know if I don't try?"

"In that case, what should I bet on?"

"You said you want to give some color? Okay, if I don't even drink as much as you, I will be willing to call you big brother in the future."

"Is there any advantage in being your big brother?"

"I can block the knife for you, it's not a benefit."

"Okay, cheers."

"Little Dragon..." Chen Lin said to stop.

"Sister, don't worry, I have a sense of measure."

As a result, due to Yang Feng's cheating weapon, Chen Long also had to bitterly defeat.

The dinner lasted from day to night. The old people drank tea and chatted, while the young people drank and chatted. There was always laughter and joy in the small courtyard of the Yang family.

It wasn't until the early morning of the first day of the New Year that the guests gradually dispersed. Yang Zhantian sighed, "It's really been a long time since our house has been so lively."

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Dad, as long as you are willing, you will be more lively in the future."

Yang Zhantian shook his head and smiled: "You have drunk a lot of wine, let's sleep for a while, it will be dawn soon."

Yang Feng pulled Qin Xue to his knees and said, "Dad, we will pay you an early age, and wish you good health and youth forever."

Yang Zhantian pulled up the brothers and sisters: "Okay, okay, okay, dad also wishes you progress in your studies and a bright future. Get up quickly, you have been tired for a day, and go to your room to sleep for a while."

Yang Zhantian returned to the room, and not long after he fell asleep, he received a strange call.

"Uncle Yang, have you come early enough this year?"

Yang Zhantian heard a sweet voice and wondered: "It's really early, but you have to tell first, who are you?"

"I am Yang Feng's girlfriend, and my name is Zhang Xiaonan."

"Huh?" Yang Zhantian suddenly lost his sleep.

"Uncle Yang, are you listening?"

"Uh...oh, you said."

"I wish you good luck in the East China Sea, longevity than Nanshan, smooth work and good health."

"It makes me look very old." Yang Zhantian couldn't laugh or cry: "Besides, girl, where are you and Xiaofeng?"

"We, we just hold hands."

"Oh, yes, you received your blessing uncle, by the way, say hello to your parents on behalf of uncle."

Zhang Xiaonan's voice went low, and after a while, he said, "I don't have a father."

"what?"

"My dad left us when I was very young."

"Sorry, what a poor child." Yang Zhantian said.

"It's okay, Uncle Yang, can you be my father?"

"What do you mean?"

Zhang Xiaonan turned from sadness to joy: "When I get married with Yang Feng, you will be my father."

Yang Zhantian almost fell down. He was thundered by his son's bold little girlfriend. She seemed to be a little nervous.

"Girl, don't be kidding, you're still young, and your mother won't agree."

"I... well, you rest first."

Yang Zhantian couldn't sleep anymore, and came to Qin Xue's room to inquire about Zhang Xiaonan.

Qin Xue said: "Don't worry, Dad, that is just a naive little girl, without any competitiveness."

When Yang Zhantian heard this, he hurriedly asked: "So, many people fight for your brother?"

"Yeah, my brother is too good. In No. 1 Middle School alone, there is a platoon of girls who pursue him."

"Ah, peach blossom is committed."

"Who said no?"

Yang Zhantian thinks of Chen Lin, who is charming and natural, and thinks to himself: Not only does his son commit a peach blossom, he also eats everything.

...

In his sleep, Yang Feng felt that his ears were very hot, and his pajamas disappeared, and he simply got up to send a message for New Year greetings. After thinking about it, there were quite a lot of people.

The elders alone include He Jianglong, He Kun, Chang Kan, Jiang Yingjie, Wang Fenglin, Liu Yishou, Wei Bingwen, etc. There are also a group of male and female friends and classmates for the elders. The elders and the elders need to send separately, and the elders came to send a group text message. , Thirty-four articles were sent out in such a breath, and then there was a steady stream of replies.

...

Yang Feng's family has no relatives, and the first day of the new year is basically over.

According to the treatment schedule, on the second day, the second day of the new year, Wang Bingqian was invited to watch a movie, and it was the midnight show on the second day.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Yang Feng drove to the most upscale cinema in the county-Oscar Studios.

The bright moon hangs high, the night is as cool as water, and there is only Wang Bingqian on the high steps.

Wearing a long down jacket with a white corset, Wang Bingqian is like a quietly blooming dark night lily.

Yang Feng parked the car, rushed up the stairs, and came to Wang Bingqian, saying, "Sorry, I am late."

Wang Bingqian said coldly: "You don't need to apologize, I came early."

Yang Feng shook his head: "This is not good, this attitude has to be changed."

"How to change?"

"The tone and the way of speaking." Yang Feng looked at Wang Bingqian, who was cold and frosty, and said Qianqian, your illness is too serious, and you must take strong medicine. Don't blame me.

"How should it be?"

Yang Feng said: "Imagine a young man and woman dating at midnight. What is the mood of a girl waiting for a boy?"

"I do not know."

"I said it made you think about it?"

"Have no idea."

Yang Feng smiled bitterly: "You have to cooperate with me. I am not very experienced, but I am a little excited, a little anticipating, a little nervous, and a little bit shy."

"So complicated?" Although Wang Bingqian didn't have any expression on her face, at least her words had followed Yang Feng's thinking.

"It is complicated in words, but the expression is simple. Often a single look contains thousands of emotions, such as the smile of the Mona Lisa. Isn't the benevolent see the benevolent and the wise see the wisdom?"

"You are too far away." Wang Bingqian reminded coldly.

"I'm just making an analogy, don't forget my request of you."

"any request?"

"Your emotions must be controlled by me."

"What do you want now?"

Yang Feng took out a rose from his arms, his eyes were slightly blurred, and his tone was infinitely gentle: "Qianqian, give it to you."

Wang Bingqian didn't pick up the flowers, looked at Yang Feng with a smile, and said lightly: "You are so pretentious, so fake."

Yang Feng shook his head: "Wang Bingqian, look at my eyes now, followed by roses, and then smiled shyly at me."

Wang Bingqian stared at Yang Feng coldly, and Yang Feng refused to look at each other. After a while, Wang Bingqian stretched out three fingers to take the rose flower, narrowed her eyes slightly, and bent into two crescents.

Yang Feng nodded: "If you make progress, make persistent efforts, let's go in."

Yang Feng walked in front, Wang Bingqian pinched a bunch of roses, and followed behind silently.

Because it is the Spring Festival, there are not many people who watch movies, and there are very few people who watch the midnight show. There are only one or two people selling snacks.

The cold moonlight, the lonely street, the silent men and women.

Yang Feng strode to the meteor, Wang Bingqian had to speed up, even so, she still couldn't keep up, so she was a little angry.

"Hey."

Yang Feng stopped and turned around: "No, my name is Yang Feng. Now we are a couple. You can call my name or nickname."

"Yang Feng, why are you walking so fast, don't you know waiting for a girl?"

Yang Feng "hehe" smiled: "Qianqian, are you acting like a baby with me?"

"Huh!" Wang Bingqian twisted her body and gave Yang Feng a profile.

"Well, it's interesting, go on."

"You... do you think I'm acting?"

"if not?"

"Ok!"

Yang Feng turned around and walked forward, casually saying: "What movies are these?"

""Titanic" and "My Savage Girlfriend."

"Really old enough. By the way, do you buy snacks and drinks?"

"not yet."

"Give me the ticket. You can buy it. I want popcorn, potato chips, pistachios, and beer."

"You...I'm a girl!" Wang Bingqian pointed to her nose and said excitedly.

"Who said that these are all boys should do, you are so strong, simply, you have taken care of these tasks."

"Good." Wang Bingqian gritted her teeth and said.

Yang Feng took the movie ticket and sat in the waiting area. Not long after, Wang Bingqian walked over with a bunch of food. Yang Feng didn't mean to help, and he didn't even have a good face.

Yang Feng's reaction made the male compatriots on the side astonished. They looked at their best girlfriends, and then at the "dinosaurs" around him, and finally understood an old saying-the beaten wife rubbed it. Face, women really can't get used to it.

Yang Feng shook his arms into the theater like an uncle, followed by a super coolie, tall, graceful, curvy, jealous, arrogant and cold.

How weird this combination is. In the eyes of the girl checking in, Yang Feng is not a man, but a beast, a normal man, who is willing to treat such a beautiful girlfriend as a coolie?

Yang Feng found the position, it was actually in the second-to-last row. The two of them took the seats and put the snacks on the seats next door.

Then I watched other sporadic audiences seated, and soon the lights went dark, and the first movie "Titanic 3D" began to be screened.

This hall is not very big, about fifteen rows from front to back.

Yang Feng murmured, "No one is in front, why do you put us behind?"

Wang Bingqian shook her head: "I don't know."

"Alright, sit in the back, and no one sees anything."

"What do you want to do?" Wang Bingqian quickly moved aside.

Yang Feng smiled like a big bad wolf: "Don't forget, now we are lovers. Holding hands, touching legs, shoulders and backs, ears and temples, these are common things."

"This is normal? What else do you want to do?" Wang Bingqian's voice became louder, and for a while, a handful of couples cast their eyes over.

Yang Feng immediately apologized with a gesture, then tilted his body and said, "I want to do a lot, but it's a pity, you won't agree."

Wang Bingqian stared at the screen without squinting: "Sit back and watch the movie first."

"Good." Yang Feng smiled triumphantly.