Sister, you miss me

What is playing is "Titanic".

When Jack and Ruth were like glue in the classic car, Yang Feng's left hand rested on Wang Bingqian's thigh.

"What are you doing?" Wang Bingqian quickly knocked out Yang Feng's hand like being bit by a poisonous snake.

"Hush—" Yang Feng made a silent gesture, then pointed to the few audience members, "Look."

Wang Bingqian glanced at her, her face was a little hot. With the faint light on the screen, she could see clearly what those people were doing. Pairs of mandarin ducks were imitating the male and female pig's feet in the movie. What's more, it was better than Jack and Lu. Silk has to invest.

Yang Feng said with a smile: "Who is watching the movie?"

"So you had a plan?" In the darkness, Wang Bingqian's words were cold and angry.

Yang Feng shrugged indifferently: "If I tell you, this is the first time I walked into a cinema, do you believe it?"

"Do not believe!"

"Hehe, but this is true."

"Then how do you know..."

"Know this?" Yang Feng pointed a pair of passionate men and women with his finger, and smiled faintly: "Guess, I didn't expect to be inseparable from each other."

"Are you trying to stimulate me?"

"Why do you think so?" Yang Feng shook his head: "You must unwind your defenses and let me enter your heart, otherwise, your illness cannot be cured."

"I think you want to enter my body more." Wang Bingqian said coldly.

"You are really amazing." Yang Feng was dumbfounded, and shook his head for a long while: "I can't say this."

"But you did it, didn't you?"

Yang Feng sighed, "I have to admit, this is a sharp topic."

Yang Feng shook his head and put his left arm on Wang Bingqian’s shoulder: "Qianqian, you are born beautiful. If you say you don’t like it, it’s self-deception. But since our classmates have been so long, you should probably know me a little bit. Yang Feng is that kind of person. ?"

Wang Bingqian joked, "Then what kind of person are you?"

"I...I'm a person with sentiment and taste. In layman's terms, I don't want to see beautiful women. I would rather treat them with an appreciation."

"and then?"

"Then?" Yang Feng shook his head: "Let's go with the flow."

"Hold your hands honestly and don't touch them under your shoulders."

Yang Feng looked sideways at Wang Bingqian, who was sitting tight and tight, and shook his head: "As for? Don't be nervous, go step by step! I understand."

Next, Wang Bingqian didn't say a word and concentrated on watching the movie. Yang Feng slowly felt bored, and he simply retracted his arms and began to deal with snacks and beer.

After two cans of beer, Yang Feng got up and went to the bathroom.

While putting water, he made a call.

Returning to Wang Bingqian to sit down again, "My Savage Girlfriend" has come to the end, and Cha Tae-hyun is introducing all her preferences to Jun Ji-hyun's blind date.

In an instant, Yang Feng found that the water in Wang Bingqian's eyes flickered, and finally, such a bloody plot still infected her who was cold and frosty. Qianqian is also an emotional woman!

After a while, the lights came on and the movie ended, but the lovers remained lingering. Only Wang Bingqian led Yang Feng out of the theater.

When they walked out of the cinema, the two couldn't help but wrap their clothes tightly. The temperature difference between inside and outside was huge.

The night lights are bright, the moon is bright and the stars are thin.

"How is the film?" Yang Feng asked.

"That's it." Wang Bingqian replied lightly.

"how to say?"

"Old-fashioned, dog blood."

Yang Feng smiled: "Existence is reasonable, and there is also a market for old-fashioned dog blood. Come here today and take you home."

"It's over today?"

"What else do you want?" Yang Feng looked at Wang Bingqian with a smirk: "Is it possible that I would like to have some entertainment."

Wang Bingqian glared at Yang Feng: "Disgusting!"

"Hehe, let's go, my car is in the parking lot."

The road leading to the parking lot is a cramped lane. At this moment, the night is quiet, the night lights are dim and yellow, and the crescent above the head is hidden by dark clouds.

A cold wind blew into the roadway, Wang Bingqian couldn't help but shudder, and the pace was much faster, and the distance to Yang Feng was close at hand.

Yang Feng stopped suddenly, and Wang Bingqian, who was walking quickly, almost ran into his back.

"What did you suddenly stop for?" Wang Bingqian asked unhappy.

Yang Feng did not answer and asked, "What are you doing so close to me?"

"I...I do."

"You girl, must you be so strong?"

"What do you mean?"

"Fear is fear, what can I hide?"

"I..." Wang Bingqian struck her neck, "I'm just afraid."

"But what are you afraid of?"

"The moon is black and wind is high at night, and I am afraid of meeting bad people."

When Wang Bingqian's voice fell, there was a strange smile in front of him, and then a group of masked men showed their figures.

Seeing the bad guys suddenly appeared, Wang Bingqian lost her expression and hurriedly got close to Yang Feng, grabbing his clothes tightly with one hand.

Yang Feng glanced at it. There were six people in this team, one wearing the Evil King mask, one wearing the Eight Rings mask, and the remaining four monkey masks.

The first one wore the mask of the evil king, with a very well-proportioned figure and a wretched voice: "Little girl, your concern, brothers have come out."

The man with the Ba Jie mask was bloated, and the urn sounded in air: "Sister, what is your last name?"

Wang Bingqian showed her small head from Yang Feng's shoulder: "You...what do you want?"

The man with the Eight Commandments mask laughed loudly, and said with an aura: "This question is idiot enough, you guess."

"Robbery or robbery?" Wang Bingqian asked again.

"Wealth and color." The man in the mask of Ba Jie replied with a smile.

"Shut up, do you treat me as transparent?" Yang Feng said coldly.

The evil king masked man said: "This buddy, we have followed the two of you all the way. Look at your appearance, not like a couple. In that case, as long as you don't stand in the way, we won't make it difficult for you, you go."

"Really let me go?" Yang Feng's tone was inexplicably excited.

"Of course! I count the words." The Evil King masked man directly let go.

"Yang Feng, don't..." Wang Bingqian clutched the hem of Yang Feng's clothes and shook his head, fearing that he would really abandon himself.

Yang Feng looked at Wang Bingqian with a calm and resolute gaze: "They are right, we are not a couple, you are not my girlfriend, I don't have to fight for you, besides, there are six of them, I only have one, and there is no fight at all. I have read so many books, and I understand what it means to be a wise man, and what it means to be a gentleman not standing under a dangerous wall, so..." Yang Feng slowly and firmly pushed away Wang Bingqian's hand.

Wang Bingqian shook her head, helpless and desperate tears rolled in her eyes, and she roared: "Yang Feng, I really saw you wrong, you go--"

"I'm sorry." Yang Feng lowered his head, as if afraid to look at Wang Bingqian's eyes, turned slowly, and walked forward step by step.

Watching Yang Feng leave step by step, Wang Bingqian's heart sank inch by inch. She squatted down, biting her fingers, and letting tears run across her cold cheeks.

"Brother who knows the current affairs, go slowly." Seeing Yang Feng passing by, the man in the Evil King mask smiled and joked.

"Thank you." Yang Feng nodded and looked back at Wang Bingqian, who was squatting on the ground. He suddenly rushed to the man in the Evil King mask who was close at hand. The moment he pinched his neck, he cursed "My grass mud horse".

Everything happened so quickly that Wang Bingqian still didn't understand what was going on, but Yang Feng and the Evil King Masked Man had already rolled and fought together.

However, when Yang Feng rode on the man and pressed him tightly, but she was tightly suppressed by a group of masked men, Wang Bingqian understood: The reason why he said and acted like that was entirely to confuse the enemy. , I'm so stupid, I even blame him...

Wang Bingqian saw the raindrops of fists on Yang Feng's back, and Yang Feng shouted to herself hoarsely: "Qianqian, run, run!"

At this time, the evil king man punched Yang Feng in the face, Yang Feng opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood, and then his head drooped.

"Yang Feng--" Wang Bingqian also shouted hoarse.

"Go, go..." Yang Feng raised his head with difficulty, looked at Wang Bingqian not far away, and said weakly.

Wang Bingqian wiped the tears from the bursting dike, shook her head and said, "I'm sorry Yang Feng, I blamed you by mistake, what do you do if I go, I won't go!"

"Why are you doing this?"

"You jump, I jump. Yang Feng, you can ignore life and death for me, and I can also do nothing for you."

"Fork it!" The evil king mask man gave an order, and Yang Feng was framed by two monkey mask men.

"Fuck!" The Evil King masked man rubbed his neck that was pinched by Yang Feng, and then clapped his hands: "It's really affectionate, it's so touching, but there is one thing I wonder, what is the relationship between you?"

"Is it important?" Wang Bingqian asked back.

"You don't want to admit it. You don't want to admit how this man feels to you?"

"No, this is just our first date."

The evil king mask man shook his head: "Silly girl, have you ever heard of it for ten thousand years? If you really meet the right person, one glance is enough."

"A glance is enough?" Wang Bingqian muttered to herself.

"Let's stop here." The evil king masked man stepped closer to Wang Bingqian: "You have let him down, but even if you run, you can't get out of my Wuzhishan. You still know yourself."

"What do you want?" Wang Bingqian grabbed the skirt of her clothes and took a step back.

"What do you mean?" The evil king masked man raised his mouth: "If you don't go, he won't have to go anymore, buddy, let you see the reality version of Six Slash."

"No, don't..." Wang Bingqian shook her head, stepping back step by step, fear that she had never had in her life.

Suddenly, Yang Feng somehow broke free from the shackles of the two monkey mask men, rushed over, and strangled the evil king mask man's neck from behind.

Yang Feng was so hard that the eyes of the masked men were all protruding, Yang Feng shouted at Wang Bingqian: "Go--"

Wang Bingqian didn't move half a step under his feet, and watched the evil king hit Yang Feng's abdomen with a heavy elbow, and the punches and kicks of Zhu Bajie and the monkeys, but Yang Feng still strangled the evil king's neck.

"Yang Feng, give up, it's not worth it to me." Wang Bingqian cried.

Yang Feng had a faint smile on his face, and his body couldn't help shaking and convulsing because of a heavy blow.

All this ended with a heavy blow to the head.

Yang Feng released his arm and fell softly. A man with a monkey mask was holding a wooden stick in his hand, still unfinished.

"No—" Wang Bingqian let out a hysterical cry, then rushed to pick up Yang Feng who was unconscious.

Zhu Bajie stretched out his hand and tried under Yang Feng's nose, and said, "Boss, it's broken, it's out of breath."