Sister, you miss me

On Saturday afternoon, Yang Feng went to Linlin Cake Shop after a long absence.

Wang Yufeng and Meng Yi looked at Yang Feng with admiration as well as awe.

Because of the sufficient heating in the store, Chen Lin still wore a black cotton buttocks shirt, wrapping her exquisite and bulging body.

When Yang Feng made cakes, bread and tarts, the proprietress personally slapped her hands, so that Yang Feng's level plummeted, and even lost everything. The things she made were either unrecognizable or lack of materials.

Seeing all this, Chen Lin was not only not angry to blame, but also snickered.

As for the things Yang Feng made by himself, there was no waste. They all marked "Brother Feng's own" on the label. As a result, before dark, there was a long queue of young girls at the door of the cake room.

Yang Feng didn't know, so he asked Chen Lin: "Sister Lin, how did they know that I was here?"

Chen Lin smiled like a flower: "Xiaofeng, don't you know that there are Weibo and WeChat now?"

"Knowing is knowing, but I rarely pay attention."

"Ah -" Chen Lin covered her flaming red lips: "Then you are too OUT."

Yang Feng smiled: "When you say that, I feel a little out of date." After speaking, he glanced at the dark line at the door, and sweated a little: "Sister Lin, what should I do?"

"Simple." A sly flash in Chen Linfeng's eyes: "But my sister helped you, you have to invite me to dinner."

"Absolutely no problem."

"Are you free? There are two younger sisters waiting for you at home."

Yang Feng heard the slight sourness in Chen Lin's words and shook his head: "There is still time for a meal."

"A word is final." Chen Lin smiled, picked up the microphone at the checkout counter, and shouted: "Customers, I'm extremely sorry, because of the time issue, Feng Ge can only make one egg tart for everyone, if you want to If you want other things, you can only come back next Saturday. In order to apologize, our shop will give you a coupon for waiting for nothing."

As a result, most of the MMs waiting inside and outside the door got a piece of egg tart, holding this piece of egg tart with the Feng Ge label, like holding a holy object.

Those who failed to get the Feng Ge egg tarts also got a coupon worth ten yuan.

Finally, this problem was successfully solved because of Chen Lin's outstanding wisdom.

After dark, the street lights came on, and Chen Lin arranged for Wang Yufeng and Meng Yi to be on duty, and dragged Yang Feng into her beetle.

The red beetle wandered in the traffic, Yang Feng turned to look at Chen Lin Wuxia's profile, and asked, "Sister Lin, where did you say to go?"

Chen Lin said: "Where to go is not important, important things, you can not perfuse my sister."

Yang Feng laughed and said, "How can it be called not perfunctory."

"Experience it myself."

Yang Feng pursed his lips: "Then we are now..."

"Go to the supermarket to buy things, and I will go back and cook myself."

"Well, I didn't expect to have such a taste, I just want to have a drink with Chen Long."

The corners of Chen Lin's mouth curled up, without comment.

Yang Feng immediately called his father, meaning that he didn't have to wait for dinner. He went to Chen Lin's house and had a drink and chat with Chen Long.

Yang Zhantian was fine. Dracula next to him heard the face and asked: "Zhantian, Xiao Feng is with Chen Lin?"

Yang Zhantian nodded: "Yes, what's the matter?"

Dracula frowned and said, "This Chen Lin doesn't call me, but pays special attention to Xiao Feng. You have to be careful not to let the old cow eat the tender grass."

Yang Zhantian couldn't laugh or cry: "Dracula, if Chen Lin wants to eat Xiaofeng, no one can stop it. It only depends on Xiaofeng's own determination."

Dracula sighed bitterly: "In your words, the woman Chen Lin has a peach blossom on her face, Xiao Feng hasn't been deeply involved in the world, and she absolutely can't resist his temptation. Xiao Feng is doomed to escape."

Yang Zhantian shook his head: "Dracula, I am really moved by your concern for Xiaofeng."

Dracula couldn't help shaking his head: "At this point, I am really willing to replace the hawker. He is too young."

After hearing this, Yang Zhantian stared at Dracula intently until his face was red.

...

Chen Lin took Yang Feng to the agricultural and industrial supermarket in the county seat.After entering the supermarket, Yang Feng pushed the shopping cart and followed Chen Lin, who went directly to the imported food area.

Yang Feng was immediately blinded by Liang. He never knew there was such a place in the supermarket.

English, German, French, Korean, Hindi, Malay, Vietnamese...

Commodities include a variety of snacks, alcoholic beverages, fresh meat, seafood, etc.

Chen Lin's purchasing style is quite wild, and she doesn't care about the price at all.

Soon, the shopping cart was full of foreign goods.

On the car back, Yang Feng asked, "Sister Lin, I just found out today that you are so fond of foreigners."

Chen Lin smiled: "Life is too short, so I have to treat myself better. I choose to import food for peace of mind."

"Imported? Didn't it reveal zombie meat and zombie chickens a while ago."

Chen Lin smiled and did not speak.

When they arrived at Shui'an Hua Ting, they parked their car in the underground garage, and the two got into the elevator with a dozen plastic bags.

The elevator came to the eleventh floor, opened automatically, and opened another door before entering Chen Lin's house.

In Yang Feng's memory, this was his third time in the room, so he was no stranger to everything at home.

After entering the door, Chen Lin squatted down and brought him a pair of rubber slippers from the shoe cabinet. Yang Feng inadvertently caught a glimpse of the scenery.

Yang Feng immediately forced herself to look away from the wretched look. Chen Lin had already stood up and said, "Help me get things to the kitchen, and you can be a master."

"Huh?" Yang Feng blinked his eyes and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Don't understand? Just sit and wait for dinner."

"How embarrassed then?"

Chen Lin smiled: "When you pay."

Seeing Chen Lin's desire to win, Yang Feng couldn't help but abrupt. Could it be that the two of them will have a substantial breakthrough tonight?

Yang Feng sent the plastic bag to the kitchen and asked casually, "Where is the little dragon?"

Chen Lin has changed into a set of yoga clothes. The thin silk fabric outlines a round chest and hips, making it impossible for young boys like Yang Feng to look directly.

After just taking a look, Yang Feng felt red and hot, and turned his head hurriedly, just taking a peek from the corner of his eye.

Chen Lin had a panoramic view of all of this and smiled slightly: "Didn't Xiaolong tell you? He said he was too boring and wanted to change his lifestyle. Recently, he is traveling in Hong Kong.

"Oh……"

Yang Feng took a deep look at his busy back in the kitchen. It turned out that Sister Lin had planned a long time ago, so she deliberately didn't say anything in the car.

For half a year, Chen Lin has always been the heroine in Yang Feng's dream, but when the day he dreamed of arrived unexpectedly, Yang Feng was a little nervous.

"Xiaofeng, maybe you watch TV for a while, dinner will be ready soon."

"Ah. Sister Lin, don't you really need my help?"

Chen Lin was busy, smiled back and said: "An la, master, let the slave family serve you tonight."

Yang Feng couldn't help but shudder, and Chen Lingge laughed out loud.

Yang Feng leaned on the luxurious European-style leather sofa, watching "Zhen Huan Biography" absently, and when he was pulled to the table by Chen Lin to sit down, he saw a few dishes on the table at a glance, and then looked at Chen Lin's charming and moving one With a pretty face, Yang Feng thought of four words—clearly.

The rectangular marble dining table is surrounded by six mahogany chairs with backrests.

On the table are Wang Ba Chinese wolfberry soup, Cordyceps fried kidney, black pepper steak, Australian lobster, leeks...

In Chen Lin's smile, Yang Feng picked up the goblet and said "shredded".

Objectively speaking, Chen Lin's cooking skills are quite good, and Yang Feng is full of praise. Of course, she also has the consideration of supplementing energy.

Chen Lin only drank red wine lightly, but soon her face became the same color as red wine.

A catty of bastard, five hundred grams of lobster, and a plate of kidneys all entered Yang Feng's belly. He couldn't help but burp, and filled a glass of red wine to fill the gap in his stomach.

Under the crystal lamp, Chen Lin's beautiful eyes glowed with water and sentimentality.

"Sister Lin," Yang Feng swallowed while looking at Chen Lin, who was more beautiful than Huajiao, "Actually I..."

"Don't say it."

"I……"

"I know you always treat me as your sister, but, have you heard Xiaolong say our sister and brother's oath?"

Yang Feng nodded: "Xiaolong said he would protect me forever."

"And me?"

"He didn't say."

Chen Lin bit her lip and pulled Yang Feng's hand, her eyes blurred: "Xiaofeng, you have done so much for me. Our sister and brother swear to repay you in a lifetime. Xiaolong decided to be your shadow forever, and I I will not ask for anything in return and be the woman behind you."

"Sister Lin, I..."

"Xiaofeng, from tonight, from this moment on, sister is your woman. If you think your sister's body is dirty, it doesn't matter. From now on, in this life, sister's heart belongs to you alone."

"Sister, don't say anything, why don't you listen to my heart?"

"You said."

Little by little, Yang Feng took away Chen Lin's hand that was holding him. Chen Lin shook her head, a little bit obviously desperate.

Yang Feng expressionless, stepped back.Chen Lin bit her lip and closed her eyes.

Yang Feng smiled slightly, and jumped onto the table in place, with a little toe, already falling beside Chen Lin.

Chen Lin suddenly opened her eyes and saw Ying Ting's face close at hand, as well as a pair of powerful hands grasping her shoulders.

"Xiao Feng..."

"Sister Lin," Yang Feng shook his head: "You used to help me. You are the ideal partner in my mind. It is the dream that was out of reach. Everything I do for you is willing. You and Xiaolong don't have to do this at all. repay."

"Xiao Feng..." Chen Lin smiled happily and burst into tears.

"Finally, I swear!" Yang Feng raised two fingers: "If Yang Feng disliked Sister Lin, or someday I disliked Sister Lin, then I will call me a god..."

The remaining words were covered by Chen Lin with a fragrant little hand. With tears in her eyes, she shook her head and said with a smile: "Enough, Xiao Feng, I will be satisfied if I know your heart."

Yang Feng grabbed the hand, pressed it on his lips, and kissed and sniffed deeply.

Chen Lin immediately leaned over and raised a pretty face because of the mixed effect of alcohol and affection, panting, and muttering: "Kiss me."

A lingering and irritating French wet kiss, Chen Lin's body was like a fire, almost asphyxiated, and she pushed Yang Feng away: "Go to... the room."

Yang Feng slightly shook his head firmly.