Sister, you miss me

The vast majority of people responded with text messages, and the content was nothing more than "I have good eyesight" and "I did not read it wrong."

However, Zhao Min and Qiao Xuan called him separately.

Zhao Min, as a senior at Guoan, was concerned about whether Yang Feng, the "bird" had a permit to go to heaven, when he heard that Nie Kangtian had done it all by himself, he hung up after a few brief conversations.

Qiao Xuan followed.

Qiao Xuan said excitedly: "Yang Feng, it's too wide, you have a chance to fly me once."

"Of course this is not a big problem. When I take you to fly, I will definitely let you experience the realm of Desire-Immortal-Desire-Death."

"How do you speak, did you deliberately?" On the other end of the phone, Qiao Xuan groaned.

"No!" Yang Feng said with a smile, "You don't know, there are too many people who want me to fly with me recently, so I have to make an appointment."

"Do I need it too?" Qiao Xuan asked. Of course she was testing her own position in Yang Feng's mind. Is it the same as everyone else.

"Well, it depends on your time."

"Good." Qiao Xuan said sweetly.

No words for a night.

Yang Feng still spent time on the sofa.

This made him want to take him to the villa more and more.

The next morning, Yang Feng sent Qin Xue to work first, then showed a face at the company and drove away.

A pass to the military district compound was placed in the front of the Grand Cherokee, so all the passes were unimpeded.

When she stopped in front of the small building of Nie's house, she was immediately spotted by Nie Qing in the bay window on the second floor. She smiled and walked downstairs quickly.

As soon as Yang Feng got off the car, Nie Qing greeted him.

The Spring Festival is approaching, and the cold is still pressing.

Nie Qing wore a long white knitted sweater with large holes, which looked good, but the effect of keeping warm was much worse.

The heated house was just fine, but when I got outside, I immediately felt cold invading my body, and the next moment was a sneeze.

"Who let you out?" Yang Feng blamed, and quickly took off her fur coat and wrapped her curvy, slender body.

Nie Qing snuggled in his arms, infinitely sweet, and said: "When people see you, they can't help themselves."

"You can't catch a cold easily now, so be careful, okay?"

"Don't worry, I'm not so squeamish." The two walked into the house together, and Nie Qing raised his head and asked, "You came here so early today. Did you miss me?"

"Xiao Feng is here?"

Lan Wei had heard the sound of the car's engine a long time ago, but when she saw her daughter and son-in-law, she didn't interrupt her for the first time. She didn't speak until the two came to her.

"Mom." Yang Feng shouted.

Lan Wei nodded, "I will clean up the house and you talk."

Nie Qing took Yang Feng's hand, and the two went up to the second floor.

Following Nie Qing, Yang Feng came to the bay window and sat down.

The heating temperature in the room exceeds 20 degrees. Through the bay window, looking at the white blossoming sun in the southeast sky, there is a warm feeling like spring.

With the eight or nine o'clock sun reflected in his eyes, Yang Feng felt calm.

Nie Qing found that Yang Feng was very quiet, her eyes were filled with the warm winter sun, shining brightly, and she asked softly, "What do you think?"

Yang Feng looked back at her and said, "How is it, is the pregnancy reaction lighter?"

Nie Qingrou smiled softly: "Your prescription is really effective. I have eaten it for two days, and the reaction has obviously weakened."

"That's good." Yang Feng nodded, "What were you doing just now? It's not just sunbathing!"

"Of course not." Nie Qingqiao blushed and pointed to an object on the floor.

Yang Feng looked over, it turned out to be an antenatal education machine, opened it, and heard the song "Blue Danube". Yang Feng laughed loudly: "Comrade Nie Qing, isn't it? It's too early! Or classical music ."

"Be prepared for a rainy day!" Nie Qing dropped his head to his chest first, but soon raised his head and pouted his mouth.

The pink lips are so tempting, Yang Feng didn't hold it, he went up and froze.

The two interacted until Nie Qing's body melted before Yang Feng let go.

Nie Qing fell softly in his arms and asked out of breath, "I haven't said the purpose of your coming here, not just to bully others!"

"Bullying, it's clear that you are like glue."

"Also!"

"However, you can't spit on lipstick in the future. Also, try to put as little makeup as possible. You need a bare face. You are already beautiful."

Nie Qing glanced at him affectionately: "Listen to you."

"Go, take you to our house." Yang Feng said.

"Our house, where?"

"Mid-Mountain Villa."

"it is good."

"You add a dress, I'll wait for you."

Not long after, Nie Qing put on a snow-white knee-length down jacket over the white sweater.

"Let's go." Nie Qing opened his arms and went downstairs holding Yang Feng's arm.

"It's freezing cold, you are going to go out." Lan Wei couldn't help asking when seeing her daughter added clothes.

"Mom, Yang Feng said take me to see the villa."

"Oh." Lan Wei nodded.

"Mom, let's take a look?"

"Still not, you can go." Lan Wei refused with a smile, and told Yang Feng: "Xiaoqing is less than three months old. Pay attention to everything. The mountain is windy, take care of Xiaoqing."

"Please rest assured."

"Go, go quickly, and come back for lunch."

"Mom, don't wait anymore, the car is on the road, I can't tell."

"Go go." Lan Wei waved her hand.

At the door, Yang Feng put on the leather shoes first, and Nie Qing was pushing his feet into a pair of Adidas. After tossing for a long time, the plug was stuffed in, but the laces were loose.

Nie Qing was about to bend over to tie his shoelaces, Yang Feng had already squatted down, grabbed the ends of the shoelaces, raised his head and said, "I will do my husband for you."

"Thank you." Nie Qing smiled sweetly, lifted his clothes, and met the zipper.

Perhaps it was because the down jacket was too long and it was difficult to pull the zipper. In short, Nie Qing tried a few times but couldn't get it done.

"I'll do it." Yang Feng squatted on the ground, the height was just right, and he gave a stab when he was right.

Lan Wei looked at all this silently, and she believed that her daughter was absolutely happy at this moment, and hoped that her daughter's happiness could be kept fresh and longer.

"Mum, goodbye." Nie Qing said.

"Ai."

Yang Feng sent Nie Qing into the co-pilot's seat, carefully closed the door, walked around to the other side, sat in the cab, and started the car.

"Mom, let's go."

"Go ahead."

The car drove out slowly, Lan Wei waved gently: Xiaoqing, I hope your choice is correct, at least today, Yang Feng treats you in every possible way.

...

On the road, Nie Qing was like an excited bird, twittering non-stop, Yang Feng said as to, Nie Qing explained that since she was confirmed to be pregnant, she had not dared to go out at home.

Hearing this explanation, Yang Feng felt excusable.

There was no accident in a traffic jam.

Yang Feng was a little anxious at first, but seeing Nie Qing seem to be enjoying himself, his heart slowly returned to peace.

The traffic jam is very serious and the gear is often removed.

The radio broadcast repeatedly related news about "Bird Man", Yang Feng said: "If the weather is not so cold, I can use a mechanical bird to take you, there is no traffic jam."

Nie Qing lightly leaned on his shoulder and said softly, "I don't feel bothered! Because at this moment, you are completely mine."

Yang Feng smiled slightly: "It is estimated that there was an accident earlier."

"Maybe."

After half an hour passed, just as Yang Feng was drowsy, the front finally got through.

The next journey went smoothly. Two hours later, the car turned into Panshan Road.

"This place is really remote."

"Villa area, can you not be partial?" Yang Feng said, "but the facilities here are quite complete."

"The barriers are tight." Nie Qing said as he looked at the security guard patrolling with guns.

After inspection, the Grand Cherokee walked another two kilometers of dedicated road and finally drove into the electronic gate.

"My mistress, please get off the car." Yang Feng stopped the car, jumped off, turned to the other side, opened the door, and handed Nie Qing a hand.

Nie Qing slowly got out of the car holding his arm, but his eyes were attracted by the villa.

"Do you like it?" Yang Feng asked knowingly, because Nie Qing's eyes already explained everything.

"I like it." Nie Qing said as he walked, "It's a pity, I'm not the only one."

"Uh..." Yang Feng was stunned, cleared his throat, and said: "If you want, it can belong to you completely."

Nie Qing frowned slightly, and secretly blamed himself for being upset.But there is no doubt that that is the true thought in my heart.

Look at Shu!This is human nature.

Nie Qing found out that he was also a layman. When Yang Feng didn't accept her, he just wanted to be one of Yang Feng's harems, so he was satisfied.

However, when this step is achieved, there is new ambition.

Nie Qing felt that this should not be the case. The atmosphere at the moment was very good. She shouldn't be ruined, but she couldn't control her mouth, let alone her heart.

Nie Qing gave Yang Feng anxiously, only to find that Yang Feng looked like a okay person, and she was relieved.

Entering the main hall, I found that the central air conditioner was turned on, and the temperature showed 25 degrees. Nie Qing's down jacket could not be worn immediately.

Yang Feng took her coat, and Nie Qing asked curiously, "Is the air conditioner always on?"

Yang Feng shook his head: "I controlled it remotely. It took less than half an hour to open it."

Nie Qing nodded and expressed his understanding. With the current level of technology, it is completely achievable.

"Sit." Yang Feng took Nie Qing to sit on the fabric sofa and asked, "What to drink?"

"Boiled water."

Yang Feng walked away, half a minute later, two more bottles of Evian mineral water in his hand.

Unscrew a bottle for Nie Qing, put it in her hand, and said, "Drink slowly."

Nie Qing took two sips and said, "Take me a tour."

"Honored."

On the first floor, second floor, and third floor, Nie Qing was still on the third floor. She asked, "Who prepared so many bedrooms for?"

"Are there many?" Yang Feng asked knowingly.

"Eighteen rooms, not many?"

"Of course it is for my wife, children, relatives and friends."

"Can I choose one myself?"

"Of course, I said, the entire villa can be yours."

"I want the biggest one."

"That was originally for the host and hostess."

"Let me feel my room."

"together."

Stepping into the master bedroom again, Nie Qing cast his eyes to the endless place through the floor-to-ceiling windows, muttering to himself: "The window contains the snow in Xiling, and the door is anchored by the Dongwu Wanli Ship."

Yang Feng said: "The lady is so literary, she really has that kind of artistic conception."

Nie Qing pouted and looked at her and said, "I'm even more yearning for the life of'seeing Nanshan leisurely under the east fence of picking chrysanthemum'."

"None of this is a problem." Yang Feng suddenly approached, took Nie Qing into his arms, and said, "But right now, what I want to do most is to get in touch with my son."

Yang Feng leaned into Nie Qing's clothes with his left hand. His lower abdomen without a trace of fat was flat and full of elasticity, warm and firm.

Nie Qing stiffened sensitively, pressing his forehead against Yang Feng's chest muscles, and whispered, "Then you have to get in touch with your son and his mother first..."