Sister, you miss me

I went to Nie Kangtian's house as a guest that night, in the army compound.

A table of dishes, red wine, white wine and beer can be described as three-medium-full-meeting.

Nie Qing's mother Lan Wei is very enthusiastic and takes care of Yang Feng in every possible way.

"Xiaofeng, if it wasn't for you this time, our family would be completely gone, thank you."

"But..." Yang Feng wanted to say that more than a dozen families had completely separated, but when the words came to his lips, he took them back, otherwise there would be no need to eat this meal. He said, "Don't just thank me."

"Ji Xiao, the young man, is ignorant and spoiled by us. Although you are not old, you are mature and stable. You can help us bring her more. She admires you very much."

After Lan Wei finished speaking, she kept blinking at her daughter.

"Why!" Nie Qing lowered his head and denied, with a touch of shyness on Mingjing's face.

Yang Feng smiled without answering.

Nie Kangtian said: "Xiaofeng, I know that your life experience is very difficult. Now there is only one sister who is not related by blood. From now on, I will treat this as my own home, and my uncles and aunts as my parents."

Nie Qing looked at her father in a daze, this...this is too direct!

"Ju Nie, thank you for your kindness."

Yang Feng looked at the food piled up in the bowl and smiled a little embarrassed.

...

That night, Wang Bingqian invited sister-in-law Qin Xue to be a guest at home, although she was not sure how long this "home" could exist.

"I'm so envious, the world of two, a warm little nest, I said you should have done this long ago, sister-in-law, don't want to go to England now!"

Qin Xue tweeted after entering the door for a tour.

"Look at it."

"Sister-in-law, are you unhappy?"

Qin Xue saw the clouds piled on Wang Bingqian's face and complained: "My brother is too, he won't come back for dinner or make a phone call."

"Perhaps it is busy!"

Wang Bingqian's voice was lonely.

"For dinner, my sister-in-law is working hard. Have a chicken leg."

Qin Xue quickly changed the subject.

My brother's emotional world is too rich, and there are many excellent girls around him. It is indeed not easy to be his girlfriend. Qin Xue sometimes admires and sympathizes with Wang Bingqian.

Wang Bingqian smiled, chewing on the taste of chicken legs and chewing wax. Isn't she going to be alone in the vacant room the next day after living together?

A simple rather than exquisite dinner was tasteless. The two girls had chicken-like stomachs, and they were not interested, and a few plates barely moved.

Wang Bingqian asked Qin Xue to stay with her. Qin Xue smiled and declined: "Sister-in-law, I will come again. I will go to sleep in the dormitory tonight. When my brother comes back, everyone will be embarrassed if you make any movement!"

"Bad girl, boyfriend hasn't been around, so he can speak everything."

Wang Bingqian rushed forward fiercely. Qin Xue was stunned. The two girls wrestled together. Their main punishment method was tickling. The armpits, chin, thighs and all itchy parts were too large to look directly at.

The room was heated and the temperature was maintained at 25 degrees Celsius. The two girls laughed while screaming and screaming. Soon they were sweating, flushed, and panting, and both fell on the wooden floor.

Qin Xue glanced at Wang Bingqian with messy temples, then looked at herself, and smiled, "It's like what she did."

"As expected of brothers and sisters, there is dross in your head."

Qin Xue sighed softly and said, "Sister-in-law, I am so old. Wouldn't it be weird not to fall in love?"

"Let's talk about it, so many young talents in the university are eager for you. There is no company, there is also a row." Wang Bingqian said with a smile, "Or choose one from Park Zhongsheng and Jin Zishan."

Qin Xue shook her head: "It may be that I have been with my brother for too long, and will subconsciously compare other boys with him, but in the end, it is always a little bit worse."

Seeing the loneliness on Qin Xue's eyes, Wang Bingqian stopped talking. She knew that they were not biological brothers and sisters, and they were not related by blood. There was no doubt that Yang Feng was attracted to the opposite sex.

"Xiaoxue, although you are not your biological siblings, but..."

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, I won't compete with you."

Qin Xue sat up, arranged her clothes, and gathered her hair again.

"Whoever fights, whoever fights," Wang Bingqian also got up, "If it's you, I don't mind."

The two stood up hand in hand, "I promise, we can be the best aunts in the world, but I really should go."

"Okay, I'll give it to you."

...

The lengthy dinner at General Nie's house is finally over.

Nie Kangtian and his wife asked Nie Qing to send Yang Feng. Of course, Nie Qing knew that her parents were creating opportunities for herself. Her mood was very complicated, a little grateful, and a little sad. She was so beautiful and outstanding that she was going to fall. Chase a boy, and the whole family contributes together.

In the darkness, the two walked slowly silently on the cobblestone path.

Nie Qing turned to look at Yang Feng from time to time. She couldn't figure out why this boy could take root in her heart in just a few days.

At that time, Nie Qing looked at Yang Feng with admiration, and then rushed to Colin urgently. In one incident, Nie Qing saw Yang Feng's love for his comrades, hatred for his enemies, bloody, and desperate to sacrifice himself.

When Yang Feng controlled Bakawi and resolutely left it to the end, Nie Qing would never forget the decisive expression at that moment, even if Yang Feng died.

When everyone thought Yang Feng was glorious, he rushed out of the smoke and dust and escaped from birth. At that moment, Nie Qing's feelings were sublimated instantly.

Nie Qing doesn't know if there is love at first sight in this world, but she firmly believes that love comes as soon as it is said, and it has nothing to do with the length of time spent together.

"Yang Feng."

"Ok."

"I know that my first impression of you was not good, it was spoiled and willful, in fact, it was because you didn't understand me, my temperament was very straightforward, very...ah..."

The two talked as they walked, Nie Qing patronized and expressed, but he didn't pay attention to his feet. When he tripped on a protruding cobblestone, he fell forward shouting.

Yang Feng grabbed it, and Nie Qing turned over naturally, Yang Feng held her back, Nie Qing's frightened deer-like eyes fell on Yang Feng's face.

The two of them faced each other and breathed.

Nie Qing swallowed, feeling that her heart was about to jump out. She closed her eyes, her lips bloomed, and her long eyelashes couldn't help shaking.

The meaning couldn't be more obvious-please Jun Duo.

"Nie Qing, this is not your level." Yang Feng was puzzled by the style, and pulled Nie Qing up, ignoring her unconcealed disappointment, and said: "I understand what you mean, but you still don't understand me. You will know that we are people of two worlds."

"Yang Feng..."

"Just send it here."

Yang Feng waved his hand and left straight away.

"It's so embarrassing, he wouldn't think I did it on purpose! Oh, and it hurts. Where is a stone? See if this girl won't level you off."

...

Yang Feng returned to Fengjing Garden just after ten o'clock in the evening.

There was a black light in the dining room. With the faint red light of the bedside lamp in the bedroom, Yang Feng saw several plates clasped on the table and opened them one by one. They were braised pork ribs, boiled shrimp, garlic broccoli, tomatoes and eggs.

Yang Feng was moved for a while, walked to the bedroom door and saw Wang Bingqian on the bed facing the wall sideways.

Yang Feng climbed up and hugged Wang Bingqian from behind, covering her delicate hands. Wang Bingqian was sleeping naked.

"Qianqian, I'm sorry, thank you for leaving me a meal."

Yang Feng bit Wang Bingqian's ear and said.

Wang Bingqian turned over and said, "We don't need these three words between us. Have you eaten it?"

"Ok."

After listening, Wang Bingqian rolled over and rode on Yang Feng, a gust of wind swayed the willows, and she soon felt like weeping.

The sound of the waves remained.

The joy is over, Yang Feng feels comfortable physically and mentally. He cares about Wang Bingqian very much, and does not want to be in a hot and cold war with her. He is now reconciled as before, and he happily gets out of bed and takes a bath.

Halfway through the wash, Yang Feng forgot to take the bath towel. He opened the door and was about to call Wang Bingqian, but he saw Wang Bingqian standing in the door wearing pajamas, rummaging for something in his coat, and made a sniffing action, just turning his head. , Their eyes met, and the two froze.

"What's wrong?" Wang Bingqian said first, "Oh, I am going to wash your clothes."

Yang Feng didn't want to expose the explanation that there is no silver three hundred taels here, "Well, get me a bath towel."

"Wait a minute, come."

Yang Feng leaned against the wall, feeling a little agitated. The two had just moved in together. Wang Bingqian was like countless vulgar housewives, checking her mobile phone, checking her clothes, and guarding herself like thieves. After marriage, it will last for several years. He didn't dare to think about what it would be like in the future.

She didn't mean that there should be frankness between two people. Is this what she said frankly?Yang Feng shook his head.

The bathroom door was pushed open, and a piece of white wrist was sent into a bath towel. Wang Bingqian was fine: "Here."

After coming out, Yang Feng subconsciously looked at the phone, and there were a few more fingerprints on the screen, obviously not his own.

This night, the two slept back to back.

The next day, Yang Feng's phone rang at 6:30 punctually, not an alarm, but Nie Qing.

Not only intentionally or unintentionally, Yang Feng turned on the hands-free, "Hey, it's so early again, what are you doing."

"The wake-up call in the compound rang, and I will be responsible for getting you up."

Nie Qing's playful voice came from the receiver.

"What's more, it's okay to hang up."

"and many more."

"Say."

"The weather is still good today. Let's go horse riding and fly kites."

"Don't go, riding on a cold day, sick."

"Then let's go for a drive, I have a Ferrari, convertible."

"Miss, driving a convertible this day, it's not a drive, it's quick freezing."

"Puff, you are really humorous, then let's go to drive the fighter jet."

Yang Feng glanced at Wang Bingqian's motionless naked back, and said lightly, "Okay."

Hearing Yang Feng's dressing, and hearing the "bang" of the entrance door closing, Wang Bingqian turned her body just now, with a little tear in her eyes and deep tooth marks on her lips.

It was still late to come back that day, there was still food on the table, and Wang Bingqian was still lying on her side with her back facing him.

Yang Feng hated this kind of cold war, but he just washed up on the bed, and the two of them were still back to back, and they didn't even touch the road carefully.

The next morning, the same time, the same call, the same person.

Nie Qing asked him again, and he readily accepted.

Driving fighter jets, riding horses, and drag racing for three consecutive days, Nie Qing and Yang Feng were out for dinner, and they were almost together.

Yang Feng was very hilarious when he was playing, but once he stopped facing her, he looked like a cool guy again.

Despite this, Nie Qing felt that the emotions of the two people already had a certain foundation, otherwise, could strangers and men play like this?

On the afternoon of the third day, Nie Qing felt that something should be said.