Sister, you miss me

Back at Fengjingyuan, Su Qinxin, Su Hang, the two cousins, the only remaining two of the Su family held hands and choked with tears.

Qin Xue greeted him and said, "I'm willing to come back. Why don't you go and see your little fairy?"

Yang Feng squeezed Qin Xue's cheek and walked away, making her mouth long with anger.

"Shengge, is it better?"

Shengge, who was leaning on the bed, heard Yang Feng's greeting, but turned his face away, leaving Yang Feng with a thin and distressing profile.

"Shengge, I..."

"Thank you, it's all my wishful thinking. Since you hate me so much, then don't care about me. When I recover from my foot injury, I will leave immediately. In this life and this life, I will never bother you again."

"Shengge, you misunderstood me." Yang Feng turned countless excuses in his mind, and finally decided to tell the truth, "The first time I saw you at the meeting place, I was shocked as a heavenly man. I want other people present, I feel the same as me, waiting till I hear your singing..."

Shengge twisted and cast it, looking at him with red eyes.

"I admit that I am so attractive, but I am not a dedicated man. I have more than one girlfriend. It can be said that I am a little diligent. I don't think such me will easily get your favor."

"Go on, I haven't heard your reason yet."

"You are too perfect, too... active, I am under pressure, I am happy, and I am concerned about gains and losses, so I temporarily choose to escape, I want to calm myself down and see everything clearly."

"So, do you see clearly now?"

Yang Feng pursed his lips and said, "I'm sorry!"

Shengge sniffed and said, "Am I a snake or beast, can I come closer?"

Yang Feng moved to the bed, Shengge opened his arms around his waist, pressed his side face to his chest, and said quietly: "Why don't care about the past and the future. It's not better to live in the present. At this moment, only you and me."

Sheng Ge raised his head, his eyes gleaming, and Yang Feng was deep in it.

Shengge closed his eyes again, and Yang Feng frowned slightly, finally couldn't help but bow down.

It is also romantic to die under the peony flower, not to mention that it is far from that serious now.

Shengge gave a kiss for the second time, and it was impossible for such an innocent girl to do this step and refuse.

Supported by such ample reasons, Yang Feng held the back of Shengge's head with one palm, feeling that his heart beats like never before. In the next second, he could taste the cherry-like lips.

"Brother, Shengge, draught..." Qin Xue stuck at the door with the word "fruit" stuck in her throat, "You..."

Yang Feng immediately bent over and said, "Well, let me see how I am recovering?"

Sheng Ge Qiao's face turned red, and she squeezed a few strands of hair behind her ears. The moment of style was dazzling.

Qin Xue put down the fruit, went out, and took the door to the room empathetically.

Yang Feng looked at each other with Sheng Ge and couldn't help but laugh.

However, Shengge smiled, and Yang Feng was stunned again. He stretched out his hand, stroked Shengge's white cheeks, and shook his head: "How can I, Yang Feng, how can I be favored by a fairy?"

Shengge pulled hard, and Yang Feng sat next to her. She quickly kissed Yang Feng on the cheek, then cuddled on his shoulder, clasped his fingers, and whispered softly, "Shengge is just an ordinary girl. , You are so good, it is my luck to share a love for me."

"Let’s not flatter each other, okay?" Yang Feng squeezed his hand slightly, and stroked the satin black cloud with the other hand, "Shengge, I won’t say anything to you,'hold your hand and grow old together' ."

"Shengge never thought about the future."

Yang Feng squeezed her pretty face and said, "I have never seen such a beautiful girl. It turns out that you are a Miao girl."

"Is it strange?"

"Of course, are all the girls in your place like you?"

"What's the same?"

"Clean and graceful, soft and moving."

Shengge smiled and shook his head: "Thank you for your compliment. However, there are some beautiful girls in our hometown, but they account for less than 30%."

"Oh, then why does God care for you so much?"

"You only value my appearance? Do you think a skin is my advantage?"

"You are the same beauty from the outside."

"Beauty is a kind of sin. It has been a disaster for beauty. If there is a choice, I would rather have an ordinary look and give me more wisdom."

"You are too greedy!" Yang Feng squeezed her little nose affectionately.

Shengge smiled sweetly: "When can my feet go to the ground?"

"Now I have changed my mind." Yang Feng smiled slyly.

"Ok?"

"I want to treat you slowly so that I can stay for a few more days, otherwise, what should I do if you run away?"

"I took the initiative to stick to you. I didn't taste the sweetness. How could I easily run away?"

While talking, a small icy hand got into the T-shirt and stroked Yang Feng's chest muscles.

Yang Feng couldn't help taking a breath, the goose bumps were all up.

Immediately afterwards, Sheng Ge opened his teeth and bit his other pectoral muscle through a layer of cloth.

The piercing feeling made him take another breath, and finally used one hand to block Shengge’s spoiled mouth, warning: "Don't tease me, you will burn yourself."

"Didn't you say that I am a patient?" Shengge looked innocent.

"But I'm a normal man, so I can stand you so much?" Yang Feng waved his hand, "Stop making trouble, I will study your feet carefully."

Yang Feng lifted Shengge's injured right foot, his eyes were clear, and the swelling disappeared seven or eighty eight, pressing and gently moving, Shengge did not sigh pain.

"Wait a minute, I'll take something and deal with it again, maybe I can go to the ground tomorrow."

"Have you changed your mind again?" Shengge looked funny.

Yang Feng nodded: "You can be treated as a hooligan after you are cured."

The door closed behind Yang Feng, and Sheng Ge's smile faded away and he sighed faintly.

In the living room, Su Qinxin immediately greeted her, touched her two index fingers, smiled and asked, "Seeing you with a smirk, did you hook up?"

"You want to take care of it!" Yang Feng raised his eyebrows and shouted to Qin Xue: "Xiaoxue, get me a hot water bottle."

With that, he walked to the refrigerator and poured a bowl of ice cubes from the freezer.

"Brother, aren't you embarrassing me? How can there be a hot water bottle!"

"It's also done with a plastic bag, with some boiling water, the mouth is tight, and a towel is wrapped around it."

"Oh." Qin Xue looked unhappy.

"Xiaofeng, are you finished? Let's have a short meeting."

Seeing Yang Feng holding a simple "ice bag" in his hand, Dracula said.

"Soon, give me twenty minutes." Yang Feng rolled his eyes and thought of a question. He took Dracula's shoulder and asked in a low voice, "Which school does Ma Rong belong to?"

"What's wrong with Beidu Conservatory of Music, are you interesting?"

"I have a fart, it's all leftover leftovers that you eat coldly."

"I'm eating cold leftovers, okay?"

Yang Feng laughed and understood that the "people" that Dracula said was Director Zhang, "Is there any contact information for Ma Rong?"

"No, why do you want that? It's just to solve normal physiological needs. From then on, it's a stranger to the world."

"Go, call Director Zhang. I want Ma Rong's cell phone number and ask her if I have something to do."

"Well, you wait."

"ASAP."

Dracula walked to the balcony, and Yang Feng followed. Dracula asked for the number soon. Yang Feng took Dracula's cell phone and dialed it, and at the same time he pushed Dracula out of the balcony.

"Mr. Dracula, are you looking for me?" Ma Rong unexpectedly knew Dracula's number, with a pleasant voice. Maybe, Ma Rong regarded Dracula as one of his benefactors.

"It's me, Yang Feng."

"Ah? Dong Yang, my God, what's the matter with you?"

"Don't be like this, I can't help it. Let's get along as friends and call them by name."

"Are we friends?" Ma Rong was excited.

"Ordinary friends." Yang Feng added.

Ma Rong "Gege" smiled and said, "Yang Feng, then you find me, an ordinary friend, what is your advantage?"

"Are you from a conservatory?"

"Yes what's the matter?"

"I'm asking you about someone, do you know Shengge?"

"I know, she is a well-deserved schoolgirl of the Conservatory."

"You are at the school level, right."

"I know myself, it's the vulgar fan, the incomplete flower and the willow in your men's mouth..."

"Stop! Why do you want to be so arrogant? I know that what you do is to live a decent self. As long as you have a dream in your heart, it doesn't matter what kind of life you live."

"Yang Feng..." Ma Rong was silent for a moment, and said: "You are really a special man. If you don't dislike it, give me a chance to spend the night together."

"I'm very busy, one year in advance, oh no, make an appointment two years!"

"Okay."

"Take it far, tell me how much do you know about her."

"It's very beautiful, very cold, and withdrawn. No strangers should enter, but it is said that it was taken care of by a big man."

Hearing this, Yang Feng felt a strong discomfort in his heart, and he vaguely guessed who the big man was.

"Yang Feng, are you listening? That's all I know."

"I'm here, thank you."

"Aren't you interested in Shengge! I advise you to let it go, what do those women say! They don't look talented, but they always give people a deep feeling, and the big people behind them are not easy to provoke. "

"No, it's just a play, I'll contact you later." After that, Yang Feng hung up the phone first.

This time, using Dracula's cell phone to call Ma Rong was absolutely the right choice.

"So long?" Shengge on the bed was affectionate.

But Yang Feng didn't want to look into her eyes, and the words "big men's care" made him feel like swallowing a fly. Isn't he going to eat the big men's leftovers?

"It will take some time to prepare."

Then, Yang Feng gave her a hot compress and cold compress, and tossed her for nearly 20 minutes. She did her best, but from the beginning to the end, she didn't say a word, and she didn't even look at Shengge before going out.

Shengge was very surprised. It wasn't just about the concubine's concubine's eyebrows, and I don't know how Yang Feng would change his personality when he went out.