Sister, you miss me

Dodge is an oil tiger. Despite the thief pulling the wind and whizzing past the campus, the turning rate reached 200%. After burning the second tank of oil, Yang Feng asked Zhou Hengjiang to bring the oil and drive away.

Christmas is approaching quietly, today is Christmas Eve, and the festive atmosphere has become more and more intense. Of course, because the season is entering March 9th, the sky is getting colder.

Yang Feng planned to open a couple room in the hotel to spend a warm, romantic and memorable Christmas with Wang Bingqian. When he was looking for a more cost-effective hotel online, Hong Dandong called.

"Brother Feng, I didn't help you last time, sorry."

"It's okay. Huh? Are you back to Hong Kong?"

"Hey, I'm back. Oh, yes, have you figured out the identity of the kidnapper? I have investigated, and there is no such person as Zhang Ziqiang in Hong Kong."

"I don't know." Yang Feng shook his head, "By the way, didn't you say that you will go to the Middle East battlefield in late November?"

"Hey, the other party's funds are not in place, I'm afraid I will have to wait for the spring to bloom in the coming year."

"This is a good thing!"

"What's so good! We just ate this bowl of rice, the world is peaceful, and the company should be closed. Now there is no money to make, a bunch of people follow me to drink northwest wind."

"Drinking northwest wind is better than spending money and lifelessness."

"Brother Feng, you are too pessimistic. We are well-trained, but the enemy is a mob. Of course, there are no undead in wars, and military exercises have death targets! We have them too, and the pension is quite generous."

"Don't talk about it, it's a big holiday, bad luck."

"Yeah, let's be happy. I'm preparing for the wedding. After Daddy passed away, many old friends have been estranged. Take this opportunity to get closer."

"Well, congratulations in advance, I will definitely prepare a big gift for you when that happens."

"Okay! But forget it. I heard that you just paid a billion-dollar ransom, and now it’s a problem to eat. Say something tight, we are brothers."

"Got it, hang up, long-winded!"

After Yang Feng hung up, he muttered: I am tight, but am I embarrassed to say something about me?

"Yang Feng, you are so capable, you are still afraid of being hungry?" He clenched his fists, and the words "family tutor" came into his mind.

Yang Feng did what he said. He immediately logged on to Ganji.com and left his information. Then he waited for a call from students or parents. As a result, he waited for Hu Xiaolin's call.

Hu Xiaolin said she was in Ximen.

Yang Feng asked her what she was doing.

Yang Feng had to go to see her.

Standing outside the west gate of the school is a beautiful girl with a white tight-fitting compression ultra-thin down jacket, grindstone blue skinny jeans, Adidas sneakers, and her long black hair like clear water noodles.

The sun poured down on her in the winter afternoon, coating her with a faint halo.

The college students who came in and out couldn't help but look more, so two shy blushes appeared on the girl's bright and clean pretty face.

"Xiao Lin."

"Big Brother Yang." Hu Xiaolin stepped forward happily.

Everyone doesn't know Hu Xiaolin, but few people don't recognize Yang Feng. I didn't expect this little Lolita to be so familiar with Yang Feng, everyone feels hatred!

Yang Feng, you beast, even the little girl will not let it go!

Yang Feng had long been accustomed to this kind of knife-like gaze, but Hu Xiaolin was uncomfortable, pulling Yang Feng aside and pushing the bicycle into his hand.

"Take me."

"What are you doing!"

"Dong Yongcheng took my mother to eat Western food. He also prepared a ring. I think 80% is about to propose. Let's go and have a look."

"Really, you really have to take a look." Yang Feng was eager to try, and suddenly said: "No, let's go, what should Guoguo do."

"Guoguo was taken by them, Fengzi got married!"

"Get in the car!" Yang Feng straddled the bicycle and patted the back seat.

Hu Xiaolin sat on tiptoe and put a small hand gently on Yang Feng's waist.

Yang Feng pedaled hard and the bicycle sprang out. Hu Xiaolin exclaimed, her arms tightly wrapped around Yang Feng's waist.

Yang Feng rode very hard, Hu Xiaolin slowly let go, but her pretty face was burning with fire, as if there was a deer hidden in her chest.

How could Yang Feng think of the girl's mind, he asked: "Xiao Lin, where to go."

"France Restaurant."

"It's clear." Yang Feng knew that it was a high-end French restaurant in Wangfujing.

However, it is Christmas soon. Foreigners attach great importance to this holiday. If conditions permit, they will return to China to reunite with their families.

Thinking about it this way, the restaurant should not be very lively.

However, today's petty bourgeoisie like to be small and romantic. There are no foreigners, and there will be many Chinese.

"Big Brother Yang, what are you thinking about?"

"I think of a seventeen-year-old bicycle."

"Isn't that an old movie?"

"Yes."

It is rare to see a clear sky in the northern capital, and the sun is shining in the afternoon, which makes people feel a little warm.

Hu Xiaolin looked at the day, the city, and the young man with her, she gently pressed her side face to his back.

If it could last forever, how great!The girl thought stupidly.

"Here, get off."

"So fast."

Hu Xiaolin was straightforward. After she finished speaking, she blushed and slid down the car seat when she saw Yang Feng's strange eyes.

The upright western restaurant is decorated in style. The windows of the restaurant are bright and clean, the staff are well-dressed, the lights are bright but not dazzling, and soothing light music is played.

France is one of the leaders.

Yang Feng and Hu Xiaolin were still outside the door, they saw Dong Yongcheng and Hu Cuihua's stage, next to a milky white piano.

The two walked into the restaurant with their waists down and sat down in a blind spot.

Obviously it was a deck, Hu Xiaolin insisted on huddling with Yang Feng.

The waiter came over, but Yang Feng had no choice but to order a spaghetti and a hot drink.

Today, Dong Yongcheng looks like a dog in suits and shoes, and Hu Cuihua has also been carefully groomed.

Dong Yongcheng had already begun to confess, Hu Xiaolin complained that she couldn't hear it, but Yang Feng did not have such a problem.

"Cuihua, today is Christmas Eve. It is a holiday for foreigners and young people, but today will also be our holiday."

Dong Yongcheng looked at Hu Cuihua affectionately: "We have known each other for two years. In the past two years, attitudes and attitudes have happened. We have a daughter that belongs to us. I... I have made a lot of mistakes. It is your perseverance that wakes me up. , Let me understand the preciousness of the people around me, let me understand the obligations and responsibilities a man should bear."

Dong Yongcheng deserves to be a writer with a godhead, not only is he rich in his inner world, but also has ample vocabulary.

At this moment, Hu Cuihua was already covering her mouth and crying.

"Cuihua, you gave me this opportunity to make up. From now on, I will take on this family and will never let you suffer."

At this time, a chef wearing a top hat pushed a cart to Dong Yongcheng and the others, followed by a violinist. The melodious sound of the piano filled the entire restaurant, and the diners looked sideways.

The car stopped beside Dong Yongcheng and the others. There were cakes and roses on the car, and the piano player stood behind them and pulled hard.

"Damn, it's really good for the scene!" Yang Feng cursed in a low voice.

Dong Yongcheng got up, handed a large bouquet of roses to Hu Cuihua, and then pulled it up.

Dong Yongcheng knelt on one knee, looking up at Hu Cuihua, took out the prepared diamond ring, and said emotionally: "Cuihua, marry me, okay?"

Everyone looked at them, Hu Cuihua just kept crying, and finally stretched out his left hand.

Dong Yongcheng tremblingly put the diamond ring on Hu Cuihua's ring finger. For a while, there was thunderous applause in the restaurant.

Guoguo, who had been asleep in the stroller, suddenly howled, Dong Yongcheng hurriedly hugged it out, and the surrounding diners smiled kindly.

"go."

Yang Feng took Hu Xiaolin's hand, and he would be discovered by Dong Yongcheng if he didn't leave.

There was no one in the bright elevator, and Yang Feng saw in the mirror what was shining in Hu Xiaolin's eyes.

"Cried?"

Suddenly, Hu Xiaolin hugged him from behind, wrapped her arms tightly around his waist, with such force.

"What! Let go!"

Yang Feng said very seriously that the elevator will open at any time. If people see this scene, they will definitely think that he will be ruined by abducting minors.

However, Hu Xiaolin turned a deaf ear to what he said.

Yang Feng abruptly opened Hu Xiaolin's arms and said, "You are still young, and what you like may not be the most suitable."

After speaking, the elevator reached the first floor, the door opened, and Yang Feng left.

Seeing Dong Yongcheng's successful marriage proposal, seeing Sister Hu's success, all her efforts finally paid off, Yang Feng was relieved, but also gave birth to a touch of melancholy.

Recalling what Hu Xiaolin had done, Yang Feng shook his head and muttered to himself: "Who made us Yushu Linfeng and sparse wealth and justice? Sins and sins, Xiaolin, don't be obsessed with brother, brother is a legend."

As night fell, the lanterns first came on, and the Christmas Eve in the northern capital slowly began.

On Christmas Eve, there will be many young people rushing to the streets to party, and the government is also very humane, and often prohibits motor vehicles on road sections within a specified time to ensure the safety of the people.

It had just been darkened that day, and the traffic of the past could not be seen on the road, and the number of young people on the sidewalk gradually increased.

In the restaurant just now, Yang Feng turned his mobile phone into a silent state. When he took it out, there were several missed calls, including Wang Datong, Qin Xue, and Zhao Min.

Yang Feng originally planned to live a two-person world with Wang Bingqian, but now think about it, it would be cruel to leave his sister Xiaoxue alone, so let's all be together.

So Yang Feng called Qin Xue back.

At this moment, a familiar figure passed by, Yang Feng followed, and the person turned around.

It was Qiao Xuan who hadn't seen him for many days.

Qiao Xuan was wearing a police coat and a Lei Feng hat, standing on a self-balancing two-wheeled Mars rover.

"You are..."

The rover came slowly and steadily in front of Yang Feng, Qiao Xuan smiled like a flower: "Why are you here? Didn't you go to the streets with your friends?"

Yang Feng reached out and touched the rover. This thing was still relatively new, and then he said: "I have something wrong, I am about to contact them, how about you?"

"I'm on duty." Qiao Xuan said.

"Standing on here on duty, it's dazzling."

"I don't think, I don't know which brain-disabled leader made the decision. A whole bunch of policewomen stepped on this thing and wanted to wander around. They also called it to show off the police in the new era, adding a beautiful moving landscape to the city." Qiao Xuan snorted, "I think it's no different from a bunch of monkeys."

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Qiao Xuan, I remember that your dad is now in charge of the Municipal Bureau, maybe it was his decision."

Qiao Xuan covered her mouth, rolled Yang Feng's eyes, and then smiled slyly: "Or, join me on duty."

At this time, Qiao Xuan's walkie-talkie rang and the main station called. A nearby supermarket caught a thief and asked the nearby police to deal with it.