Sister, you miss me

Summer is definitely a pleasing season.

The girls wore light clothes and exposed large areas of ice muscle and jade skin. In addition to the high temperature, their cheeks were always flushed and more delicate.

For example, Wang Bingqian at this moment, with her head over the shoulders long hair draped softly, her flawless face is rosy, her clear eyes are gleaming, her petite lips are fresh and moist, her upper body is a short sleeved round neck white T-shirt, Below is a pair of tight-fitting grindstone blue denim hot pants and red Adidas sneakers.

Looking from the side, the gentleman Qianqian has to become an unscrupulous beast with his tall chest and abrupt hips.

Getting close, skin-to-skin blind date, accidentally encountered a solid and upright place, which is even more confusing.

In fact, this season, men have raised their eyes and been wronged. Women wear so little. They look up as a pervert, and when they look down, they are a hooligan. No matter how bad they are, they have a bad heart.

The two walked to the hotel, and the road seemed particularly long.

Standing at the entrance of the hotel, Wang Bingqian immediately buried her head on Yang Feng's shoulder, looking like a guilty conscience.

"You go to register, I'll wait for you outside."

Yang Feng picked up Wang Bingqian's elegant chin: "It's been arranged for her husband."

"Okay, it turns out you had planned a long time ago."

Yang Feng scratched Wang Bingqian's small and round nose: "I call it a rainy day."

Even so, when Yang Feng received the room card, Wang Bingqian still did not look at anyone, and kept whispering "Can't see me, can't see me..."

After stepping into the elevator, Yang Feng smiled and said, "Some people really steal their ears and steal the bells."

"Say it, I'll go down!"

"The duck in hand still wants to fly?" Yang Feng stretched out her arms, but Wang Bingqian exclaimed. It turned out that she had caught a tall tower by accident.

"Ah You……"

"Hush—" Yang Feng pointed to the camera at the top corner of the elevator.

"You know you still..."

"I can't help it, I just thought of monitoring."

With a "ding", the elevator stopped.

Wang Bingqian hugged Yang Feng's arm. Yang Feng strode out of the elevator and stepped on the soft brown carpet. Looking at the left side and sweeping the right side, he found the right direction and did not take a few steps before arriving at door 214.

Yang Feng just wanted to swipe his card, but stopped for a while, turned to look at Wang Bingqian who was flustered, and said, "Now that I regret it, it's too late. After entering this door, then I'm leaving with the feeling."

Wang Bingqian's eyes instantly resolute, grabbed the room card, muttered "really long-winded", swiped the card on the door, and after a sound of "crunching", she opened the door and covered her mouth.

Red bed sheets, mandarin duck pillows, red curtains, red candles, red happy characters on the headboard, and a heart on the bed.

A heart made of pink petals.

At this moment, Wang Bingqian's emotional performance was incisively and vividly, and tears of happiness, sweetness, and emotion rolled down.

Seeing her shoulders trembling, Yang Feng shook his head, hugged her into the room, and gently closed the door.

Raising his hand to catch the teardrops, Yang Feng said softly: "Why, women are really made of water, there is plenty of water."

"I'm so moved! You prepared this?" Wang Bingqian shook Yang Feng's arm, expressing happiness.

Yang Feng wanted to say, "How is it possible, how can I be free? In this society, as long as you are willing to spend money, what kind of romance can't be brought out?" However, when he reached his lips, he changed his words. When talking about money, let’s tell a white lie and make it a beautiful mistake.

So Yang Feng gently grabbed Wang Bingqian's shoulders and nodded solemnly.

"You're so good!" Wang Bingqian plunged into her arms, holding Yang Feng's waist tightly with her arms.

"Hungry?" Yang Feng asked.

Wang Bingqian shook her head gently.

"have a drink?"

She nodded slightly.

The two separated. Yang Feng used the computer to play a lyrical piano piece by Schubert before opening a bottle of the Great Wall Dry Red.

The two sat facing each other with wine, a pair of red candles in the middle pulsed gently, and a soothing melody echoed in the room.

A pair of young men and women looked at each other silently. At this moment, words were superfluous, and silence was better than sound.

The two goblets collided gently, and Wang Bingqian blushed more and more with a glass of wine.

After drinking the second cup, her eyes suddenly became hot, like a burning flame.

The mouths of the two people were getting closer, and each other's breathing was a little turbid.

The door bell of "Tingling Bell" suddenly rang, and the two of them looked at each other and smiled and sat down.

The bell continued to ring, Wang Bingqian frowned and said, "Who would it be?"

Yang Feng patted his head, took a few deep breaths, and soothed his "second brother", then slowly got up, walked to the door, and shouted, "Come on."

From the cat’s eyes, only a large handful of red roses can be seen.

Yang Feng opened the door, Jiang Bengyue smiled from behind Rose: "Brother Yang, I'm not too late!" As she spoke, her head kept hooking into the door, trying to see who was inside. It's a pity that Yang Feng blocked the door.

"It's not too late? I won't have time to open the door for you a little later." Yang Feng said quietly, "Give me things and you can go."

"Oh." Jiang Bengyue handed the flowers and gift box to Yang Feng, and left angrily.

Yang Feng closed the door, turned around, and walked over while Wang Bingqian was dumbfounded.

Ninety-nine gorgeous red roses once again made Wang Bingqian weep with joy.

Yang Feng couldn't laugh or cry: "As for? Then I dare not give this." He held a gift box in his hand.

"What a beautiful flower, a woman is like this, but it's so expensive!" Wang Bingqian wiped away tears and looked at the gift box: "What's that?"

Yang Feng untied the colored ribbon and took out a lacquered wooden box from the paper box.Wang Bingqian seemed to have guessed something, her eyes widened and she kept her eyes open.

Yang Feng opened the wooden box, and Wang Bingqian covered her mouth again. She saw a platinum diamond ring embedded in it, and a mung bean-sized diamond reflected the bright light.

"Xiao Feng, is this for me?" Wang Bingqian choked.

"Of course, I will put it on for you."

Wang Bingqian looked at Yang Feng silently as he put the ring on the ring finger, her eyes filled with tears.

Yang Feng pushed the ring to the base of the ring finger and wiped the sweat on his forehead: "It's just right, look, do you like it?"

Wang Bingqian kissed Yang Feng on tiptoe and responded with practical actions.

As a result, Tian Lei hooked the ground fire, and the two of them rolled from the ground to the bed, and they were also impeccable.

Before Yang Feng entered, Wang Bingqian suddenly called: "Wait."

Yang Feng said with a bitter face: "You are not, now you regret it, you are all on the string."

Wang Bingqian's cheeks were like fire, she put a snow-white square prepared in advance under her body.

Yang Feng smiled knowingly and gently pressed it down.

After a few rains, the two of them were stuck together intimately, sweating.

"Xiao Feng, I'm finally yours." Wang Bingqian's voice was dreamlike.

"Qianqian, I..."

"I don't need any commitment from you. You can pursue whatever you want, regardless of my feelings."

In Yang Feng's dumbfounded, Wang Bingqian continued: "My body will only be given to the person I think is worthy of delivery."

"So, I won the lottery?"

"The longer I get along with you, the more I love you. You are a man worthy of my life's love."

The most difficult to accept the grace of beauty.

When a woman showed her body and said such awe-inspiring words, how could Yang Feng remain indifferent?

Words are pale, actions are direct and powerful.

Yang Feng had no words, only actions.He used it.

It was another painful kiss that was almost suffocating, and Yang Feng reluctantly left Wang Bingqian's smooth and smooth skin, and said, "Go, I have an appointment for dinner and stay with me."

"I won't go!"

"why?"

"I... I feel a little pain there." Wang Bingqian said like a mosquito.

Seeing Wang Bingqian's embarrassing appearance, Yang Feng's breath was choked, and his heart was crisp, and he almost immediately flicked again. However, thinking of Wang Bingqing's early acceptance of the rain, Yang Feng still suppressed the evil fire in his heart.

"I was negligent." Yang Feng stroked Wang Bingqian's dantian with one hand, and Wang Bingqian exclaimed: "Are you coming?"

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Even if I think about it, I have to consider how you feel, right? You forgot what my home is for and help you relieve your pain. That is a matter of minutes."

"Really, really..." When Wang Bingqian's questioning was halfway through, her dantian intruded into a warm current, wherever she went, she ironed all posts, and the pain of shame really faded away.

Wang Bingqian stared at Yang Feng with blurred eyes, and looked at Yang Feng affectionately: "What a magical person is my man!"

"Nothing magical, just a three-legged man."

"vulgar!"

"Does it still hurt?"

"Much better." Wang Bingqian posted, "If you want, you can..."

"You are really healed and the scar is forgotten to hurt. That's it for today. It will be long in Japan. Let's wash and have a good meal."

The two were tired and crooked for a while, and it was already 6:50 in the evening when they left the room.

Just getting in the car, Zhu Rongrong called: "Brother, Chunyang Hotel, the leaders are on the way, come on too."

"Okay, I'll go back and pick up two MMs."

Put down the phone and drove home.

Wang Bingqian said, "Xiao Feng, who did you invite?"

"Xiao Feng? Call her husband."

"Husband? How can it be called out?"

"Didn't it sound smooth in bed just now?"

"Hey—" Wang Bingqian slapped his arm and shouted.

Yang Feng curled his lips and said with a smile: "This hasn't passed the door yet. Don't you dare to transition directly from Xiaoniaoyin to Hedong Lion Roar."

"I do!"

"Okay, call it whatever you want." Yang Feng didn't know her, and said: "I have invited Gao Qinsheng and his wife, Gao Ming, Lin Dong, and Hao Liang. It is Zhu Rongrong's meal. Erya should be there.

"Erya and Zhutou are really a good story, but Erya's simple flower is inserted in the tuft of cow dung."

"Pig's head is very fresh and fertile cow dung. There is no way to plant other flowers!"

"You know to praise your brother."

"Don't you also plant this flower on my cow dung."

"Yes, don't talk about this tuft of cow dung anymore, and I won't let people eat for a while."

Wang Bingqian smiled, Yang Feng looked obsessed, the girl was different after that, adding a feminine charm and more seductive.

Yang Feng licked his lips: "Hey, my wife's stomach is shallow."

"Virtue!" Wang Bingqian lifted her eyes, and the lights flashed randomly.