Sister, you miss me

"Qianqian, are you busy?" Yang Feng said.

"Come to the rooftop with me, I have something to tell you." Wang Bingqian led the way directly.

"But school is over."

"are you going?"

Wang Bingqian stopped and turned her head with a decisive expression. Yang Feng nodded and said to Hong Tianjiao: "Jiaojiao, you go to the car and talk to Xiaoxue, wait for me."

Hong Tianjiao shrugged and left.

Yang Feng followed through the small gate and stood on the roof, but Wang Bingqian closed the small iron gate.

"You are..." Yang Feng was somewhat inexplicable.

Wang Bingqian approached Yang Feng step by step: "Didn't you and Hong Tianjiao come many times a day?"

"Yes."

"That kind of thing is really so beautiful, make you hurry up for ten minutes between classes, and you have to come again?"

Only then did Yang Feng know that Wang Bingqian would be wrong, and he would also be wrong, and couldn't help laughing: "Qianqian, you are so funny, we are not what you think."

"What do you think I think, what are your facts?" Wang Bingqian's eyes were burning: "You explain, I listen."

"We are discussing and practicing, Jiaojiao is not an ordinary girl."

Wang Bingqian rounded her apricot eyes: "Is it a double repair?"

With a black thread, Yang Feng stepped forward and flicked on Wang Bingqian's forehead, and said, "What are you pretending to be here, men and women must do that primitive sports if they are together?"

"Oh." Wang Bingqian rubbed his forehead, blushing, and coyly said: "Everyone talks about gold, three of them become tigers, everyone said that, you don't explain, how do people know what good things you are doing."

Yang Feng shook his head: "Now that I have explained it clearly, you don't have to be sad anymore. Let's go downstairs."

Wang Bingqian grabbed Yang Feng's sleeve, "Yang Feng."

"Ok."

"Are we friends?"

Yang Feng turned back and stared at Wang Bingqian's eyes: "Of course."

"Ordinary friends, good friends, or boyfriend and girlfriend?"

Yang Feng smiled: "We all kissed, what did you say?"

"Answer me positively."

"According to the serious circumstances, it should be regarded as a boyfriend and girlfriend."

"Yang Feng, if you count as a boyfriend or girlfriend, why have you never confessed it personally? On the contrary, I said that I love you, but you never want to say it."

"I...Hi, Qianqian, how precious time is now, every inch of time and every inch of gold, we should..."

"Don't interrupt."

"Well, I’m the one, you know, don’t like to talk, I like to do it."

"I know you saved me more than once, and you didn't hesitate to die for me, but is it harder to admit that you love me?"

Yang Feng let out a long sigh: "Qianqian, this kind of thing has to go with the flow, I can't talk about my love for you all day long, don't you think, how does that feel?"

"Yang Feng, you always think about him, avoid talking about the important points." Wang Bingqian sighed deeply: "Now I want to know what happened to Hong Tianjiao?"

"she was?"

"Yes, she was born out of the sky, descending from the sky, with high-profile companions around you, the one who is in the right way."

"She is a secret."

"Yang Feng! Is it because I am not direct enough, rich enough, hot enough, sexy enough, desperate enough..."

"Qianqian!"

"Yang Feng," Wang Bingqian looked at Yang Feng, crying and shaking her head: "I can do everything except money."

"Qianqian..."

Wang Bingqian smiled sadly: "I'm sorry, I'm so excited."

"It's ok."

"Stay with me for a while, look, how beautiful the sunset is."

With that said, Wang Bingqian walked towards the end of the rooftop.

Yang Feng followed to the west, and sure enough, the setting sun went down and the sky was full of sunset clouds, which was so beautiful.

Wang Bingqian turned around, leaning against the railing of the hunting roof, bathed in the fiery sunset, in the evening breeze, with hair flying and clothes dancing lightly.

She is affectionate, she burst into tears, her grace and grace, she is as ethereal as a fairy.

Yang Feng knew that in the rest of his life, he would never want to forget the sight of this moment.

"Qianqian..." Yang Feng whispered softly.

"Yang Feng, I love you, I can't help but fall in love with you, for you, I can do anything."

"Thank you, but I have always felt that love is not as simple as doing it. Love is not only a feeling, but also a responsibility. It is precisely because I am still unable to shoulder this responsibility, so I cannot easily say Love."

"I am not responsible for you."

"Qianqian, you..."

Yang Feng opened his mouth wide, dumbfounded.

Wang Bingqian, who was close at hand, leaned back against the railing, bathing in the sunset. She opened the zipper of the cotton-padded coat and sweater, but she didn't wear anything inside.

It was the first time that Yang Feng saw a female body in reality. The pupils were naturally enlarged, and the blood was naturally hot. He was about to move, and his breathing was hot.

However, Wang Bingqian's decisive eyes pierced him. He suppressed Qi Nian, and was overwhelmed by emotion in an instant.

Yang Feng rushed over, hugged Wang Bingqian in his arms, and quickly arranged her clothes.

Feeling Yang Feng's tenderness and consideration, Wang Bingqian couldn't help crying.

Yang Feng held up Wang Bingqian's cheeky face, and kissed her forehead deeply, followed by the brows, the corners of the eyes, the cheeks, and all the tears.

After the kiss dried up the tears on his face, Yang Feng came to Wang Bingqian's rosy and flowery little mouth. First, he lightly touched it. It felt a little salty, sweet, and a little icy.

Yang Feng is still waiting for a taste. Wang Bingqian can't wait to turn his back on the client. With his arms wrapped around Yang Feng's neck, a sandalwood mouth, a snake-like lilac small tongue, easily knocks Yang Feng's teeth.

The two tongues are lingering and rolling, you come and I go, both of them feel that their brains are blank, giving the body to instinct.

In anger, one party always wants to swallow the other party's tongue or bite between the teeth.

Wang Bingqian pushed Yang Feng away until she couldn't breathe, panting, her pretty face dripping with blood.

Yang Feng somewhat abruptly withdrew his hand from her clothes: "It's just warming your hands."

"You still said." Wang Bingqian was so embarrassed that she covered her fiery cheek.

"Can't help it." Yang Feng was much more honest this time.

Wang Bingqian bit her lip, took a step forward, hugged Yang Feng's waist, and leaned her head and face against his shoulder and neck: "Yang Feng, I am yours, anytime, anywhere, for the rest of my life."

"Qianqian, I will never let you down."

...

Yang Feng thought a lot while driving.

He offered to send Wang Bingqian, but Wang Bingqian refused.

Counting, there are a lot of women around, but only two have kissed, one is Chen Lin and the other is Wang Bingqian.

Yang Feng knew that Chen Lin was a teenager's dream, but Wang Bingqian was an adult lover.

Regardless of whether it was intentional or not, Wang Bingqian and herself are quite entangled. She has a deep love for herself, and it is the monarch, but her feelings always seem to be ignorant, is it love?

Looking at the harem texts and stallions texts on the Internet, Yang Feng felt that he was too far behind.

It is not difficult to imagine that Wang Bingqian saw Da Hong Tianjiao being intimate with herself, and smelled the emotional crisis.

This time, she gave up on the roof and undressed to save her love.

It's not easy for a woman to do this step, not to mention that she also swore an oath, Yang Feng decided to treat Wang Bingqian better in the future, at least to make her feel a little different.

Just slept for one night, Hong Tianjiao and Qin Xue were so good that they did not distinguish each other, Yang Feng thought evilly, they would not be...

Hong Tianjiao saw Yang Feng's ambiguous smile from the rearview mirror in the car. She touched Qin Xue with her shoulder, and Qin Xue broke the silence.

"Brother, what did you do when you were on the rooftop for a long time?"

"you guess."

"How I guessed it. But what else could be good?"

"Look, I did everything." Hong Tianjiao said.

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Whatever you think, I won't explain it anyway, so make up your own brains!"

"Who is rare." Qin Xue curled her lips.

...

At noon on Saturday, Chunyang Hotel.

Thirty round tables for ten people in the lobby on the first floor are full of seats.

Everyone knows that today is a big banquet for Brother Xiong who survived a catastrophe, but there are not many people who are qualified to come to eat.

Yang Feng, Hong Tianjiao, and Zhu Rongrong came together. After they came, they saw many acquaintances, but most of them were strangers.

Zhu Rongrong raised his thumb: "Brother Xiong's network is this."

Yang Feng did not comment. Hearing someone called "Brother Feng", Yang Feng turned around and saw that it was Wei Suo.

Wei Suo's suit and leather shoes, dressed up like a dog, said enthusiastically: "The three are VIPs. Brother Xiong has an explanation, please come with me."

Yang Feng shrugged, holding his brother and female attendant at the same time, walking towards the VIP room.

The guests along the way all paid attention to Hong Tianjiao, and Yang Feng naturally received a lot of care by the way. He was helpless about this.

The three of them were led into the private room by Wei Suo, and only Xiong Wei sat in the private room.

Xiong Wei stood up and said, "Brother Yang is here."

Hong Tianjiao let go of Yang Feng, and laughed softly: "Xiaowei, you are really innocent of the opposite sex. We've shared the bed together, but you only see Brother Yang in your eyes."

Xiong Wei's face flushed when Hong Tianjiao said, and she honestly called out, "Sister Jiaojiao, Brother Rong."

Yang Feng smiled and shook his head. Wei Suo had already poured tea for them. He said, "Sit down for a while, and I will go out to greet the guests."

"Please." Yang Feng waved his hand.

Xiong Wei picked up the tea cup and placed it in Yang Feng's hand, and said, "Big Brother Yang, thank you."

"It's in the past."

"You really hate it, this thing is hidden from me, and it makes people cry to the death."

"Only in this way can you act realistically."

"In short, you are a good director. Now everyone is full of praise for you."

Yang Feng smiled and took a sip of tea.

At this time, Xiong Lie's voice rang out from the speakers in the hall outside.

Several people in the private room pricked their ears.

"Everyone, the purpose of my banquet for everyone here today, I must have heard of it." Xiong Lie recovered from a serious injury, and was still a little out of breath. He paused, and continued: "I raised a sinner, White-eyed wolf, in order to sit in my seat, he sent me to the Naihe Bridge, but I survived a catastrophe, and I Xiong Lie came back."

This is a clamor: "Brother Xiong will not die in a disaster, there must be good luck."

Xiong Lie said: "Is it still too early to say fortune? I am a person with clear grievances and grievances. I have gratitude and revenge. I can survive catastrophe, punish and punish evil in one fell swoop. It all depends on my little brother's brilliant hand to rejuvenate and plan. I ended up like this. In addition to my adopted son's ambition, I was also bewitched by some people. Everyone has seen everything I did in the past two days."