Sister, you miss me

"You..." Zhu Rongrong said: "It's not a question of money or money. I have money and it's not so bad. A certain Hong Kong rich once said that he never spends a penny indiscriminately."

Brother smiled bitterly: "Then you wait or not?"

"I……"

As soon as Zhu Rongrong was about to make a statement, the co-driver got on the girl and said: "Forget it, master, don't have to be so troublesome, anyway, drop them in."

The girl didn't lift her head, her voice was like an empty valley returning to a spring, quiet like a barren valley or orchid.

Yang Feng suddenly thought of a word-it's not quiet.

However, it seems that this girl is a little short of gas.

My brother immediately complimented: "Oh girl, you are so overwhelming." Then, he said to Zhu Rongrong without a good voice: "Aren't you coming up?"

Zhu Rongrong is still struggling: "If you let me go, I will go. It's not too shameless..."

Halfway through the conversation, Yang Feng put his arms around his neck and entered the back row.

Yang Feng closed the side door and said, "Brother, you can go." Then, his upper body leaned forward slightly: "This beauty, thanks."

The beauty does not say anything.

Seeing Zhu Rongrong's contemptuous gaze, Yang Feng shook his head and sighed secretly that he was not promising, it was not that he had never seen a beautiful woman.Besides, I didn't even see the face in front of me, who knew if it was Kong Rong or Zhong Wuyan.

With such self-comfort, even Yang Feng himself felt a little bit like "can't eat grapes and say grapes are sour".

It's no wonder that Yang Feng, for half a year, there has been no shortage of flowers and wildflowers around him, and he is really spoiled, thinking that if Feng Ge walks on the street, he will provoke thousands of beautiful girls.

This was the second time to come to the provincial capital, and Feng Ge was hit hard.

Seeing Yang Feng depressed, Zhu Rongrong was full of heart, and laughed as ripplingly as possible.

After ten minutes, the taxi stopped at the door of Wangyun Hotel, and the two of them got off from the right side one after another without paying.

Yang Feng pretended to be cold, and walked in without turning his head back. In fact, the corner of his eye had been inadvertently peering back.

Zhu Rongrong couldn't discover this point.

The taxi left slowly, and Yang Feng felt lost, but he really didn't see the girl's face!

Suddenly, the taxi came to a halt, and Yang Feng heard the driver yell in panic: "Girl, what's the matter with you?"

Yang Feng looked through the side window, the girl was clutching her neck, Guazi's face was pale, her eyebrows like willow leaves twisted together.

"Not good!" Yang Feng came to the car in a few steps, opened the side door, stared into the girl's eyes and asked: "Do you have asthma?"

The girl stared with panic and painful eyes, nodded hard, and there was a piercing scream in her throat.

"Where is the throat spray?"

The girl couldn't speak, but she winked at her feet. Yang Feng's eyes were sharp and she immediately spotted a vial, picked it up and sprayed it at the girl's open mouth.

Unexpectedly, nothing can be ejected.

"Damn." Yang Feng cursed in a low voice, and shouted at the driver: "Where is the nearest pharmacy?"

"One kilometer away."

"Why are you still in a daze, go buy it."

The driver's lips trembled, his teeth struck, and his legs slapped: "I...I'm just a taxi driver, I...I..."

The girl's face had turned purple. Yang Feng grabbed her delicate wrist, felt it a little, and shook his head: "It's too late."

"Ah—" The driver staggered like a lightning strike, almost unable to stand.

But the next moment, four eyeballs and two chins all fell to the ground.

Half belonged to the driver and half belonged to Zhu Rongrong.

Another woman suddenly covered her mouth. It was Hong Tianjiao who had been peeping Yang Feng with a scope.

Just because Yang Feng kissed the girl, it was the kind of mouth to lips to lips.

How could this be!

How can you do this!

At this moment, the driver and Zhu Rongrong are temporarily on a high-level united front. While dumbfounded, they also harbor deep envy and hatred.

At the beginning, Yang Feng really didn't want to take advantage.

Life is close to the sky, saving one life is better than building a seven-level Buddha.

With the attitude of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor, Yang Feng gave the girl artificial respiration.

Of course, he did more than that.

When doing it, I can't help but get overwhelmed.

The girl’s eyes are big and clear, just like the lake in autumn; the girl’s lips are very ice and soft, like sweet jelly; the girl’s teeth are very neat, and her tongue...

Snapped--

A crisp sound, like thunder.

Both the driver uncle and Zhu Rongrong felt that they were dispelling their hatred, and they were eager to try and waited to slap a few more.

Yang Feng covered his face: "Why beating people? The dog bit Lu Dongbin, not knowing good people."

The girl’s bright eyes were cold and cold: "This is my first kiss!"

"The first kiss is important, or life is important, if it weren't for me to save you..."

"You need to stretch your tongue out?"

Yang Feng was immediately covered with waterfall sweat, his face flushed, and he was speechless.

The girl flirted with her hair, looked at the driver and said lightly: "Master, let's go."

The driver glared at Yang Feng and stomped his foot before getting on the car. After the car started, he did not forget to throw a middle finger at Yang Feng: "I despise you!"

After all, leave the dust.

"You shit, what are you talking about, there is a kind of stop for me!" Yang Feng chased for a few steps, then turned around panting, and said to Zhu Rongrong: "Look, the brother who returned to the provincial capital is still civilized, that's it. Quality!"

"Big Brother!" Zhu Rongrong spoke earnestly, slowly raised his right hand towards Yang Feng, retracted his thumb, index finger, ring finger and little finger: "Me too."

Then, Zhu Rongrong hit his ass and let out a horror.

Yang Feng defended his dignity with actions.

...

In the taxi, the driver was embarrassed: "Girl, he is sexual harassment. You can call the police."

"Forget it, how to say, he always saved me."

The driver's eyes widened: "Just talk to each other like that, harp, harp, it's okay, who wouldn't?"

"You drive well." The girl shook her head and smiled lightly: "If it were that simple, asthma would not be sick."

Not long after, the taxi stopped at the gate of the family members of the Provincial Party Committee on No. 1 Fenglin Road, and the sentry turned a blind eye to seeing the girl walking past the guard box. The driver couldn't help but slap his tongue: "Hey, I'm still a high-ranking kid."

Thinking of the scene when she almost burped in her car just now, my brother couldn't help being afraid for a while.

The courtyard is strewn with trees and trees.

There are strong barriers here, here is No.1 Fenglin Road.

Every host who lived here stomped his feet, and the entire Shunan Province was shaken.

Every time the girl walked into the compound, she felt like she was being watched.

The thin soles of the boots stepped on the cobblestone path, and the soles of the feet were sore. Walking, a woman with an enchanting figure greeted her: "Xiaotian, why come back so late? Mom is so worried."

If Yang Feng saw this woman, he would be amazed at the smallness of the world and the magic of fate. She was actually Gao Ruiguo's daughter Gao Xiaoyu.

And this beautiful girl with frosty snow and asthma and suffering from asthma is the love crystallization of her and Zhang Yaohui Zhang Zetian.

Zhang Zetian said: "Mom, what are you worried about? The security in the provincial capital is very good, and my daughter has grown up."

Gao Xiaoyu said: "But your asthma..."

Zhang Zetian spit out his tongue: "I just sat on the rental car, and I actually got sick."

"Ah-then..."

"The throat spray has run out."

"You foolish girl! That's so dangerous, how did you survive?" Gao Xiaoyu blamed it and felt distressed.

Zhang Zetian took out his mobile phone, his pretty face flushed, "Because of this person."

Gao Xiaoyu took the phone and was stunned: "Yang Feng!"

"Huh? Mom, do you know this person?"

Gao Xiaoyu shook his head and whispered softly: "The world is so small, is this a sin or a sin?" She looked at her daughter and said, "Xiaotian, tell your mother, is this the first time you met?"

"Of course, I don't know who he is?" Zhang Zetian looked at Gao Xiaoyu and asked with a smile: "Mom, how do you know this person?"

Gao Xiaoyu waved his hand: "It's not busy, tell your mother first, what method did he use to stop your asthma?"

Zhang Zetian covered her pretty face with shame, and said after a long while: "This person is really unreasonable, he actually... actually kissed someone forcibly, they were the first kiss."

"Strong kiss? This beast!" Gao Xiaoyu was filled with righteous indignation, and then changed the subject: "But, is this method useful?"

Zhang Zetian slowly took away his hand, stroking his face that was still hot, and said: "It felt strange at the time, as if he did something else."

Gao Xiaoyu's face was blue, and she gritted her teeth: "What? This thing that is inferior to a beast not only kissed you forcibly, but also took advantage of your other places?"

"No!" Zhang Zetian was a little embarrassed: "Mom, it didn't mean that."

"what does that mean?"

"Not only did he give me relief, it seemed that there was an electric current pouring into my body."

Gao Xiaoyu frowned thoughtfully. Feng Yuxin had implicitly hinted Yang Feng’s identity to her, reminding that He Jianglong was also the kid pulled back from the gate of Guimen, and could not help but mutter: "Could this kid get it? The true story of Lao Tzu?"

"Mom, what are you mumbling to yourself?" Zhang Zetian asked Ming Che's big eyes curiously.

"No...no."

"Mom, what do you say his name is? How do you know him?" Zhang Zetian asked, swaying Gao Xiaoyu's arm.

"Yang Feng. You fucking brother's righteous brother."

"Huh?" Zhang Zetian was inexplicably surprised, squinted and wrinkled his nose. "He and Shaotang, return brother?"

"If he can cure your disease, I will spare him, otherwise, I will not let him go easily." Gao Xiaoyu smiled coldly and said vows.

...

For the whole night, Yang Feng felt his ears burning. There is no doubt that someone must be cursing himself. Don't think about it, it should be the girl who slapped himself last night.

Yang Feng subconsciously stroked his cheeks, wiped his lips, smiled slyly, and muttered: "It's really a long aftertaste."

The night outside the window was thick, Yang Feng looked at his watch, it was just four o'clock.

At this time, a knock on the door sounded.

"Who is it so late? It's not a special service staff who comes to sell yourself?"

Yang Feng guessed secretly, came to the door muttering, looked out of the cat's eyes, and immediately felt a little uncomfortable in his throat.

Outside the door stood a man with heavy makeup and scratching his head...

the man?It seems, not necessarily.