Sister, you miss me

"Jojo, what can I buy for our dad!"

"Fuck you, when did you become our dad?" Qiao Xuan was fierce, but she couldn't hide her sweetness.

Yang Feng shook his head: "Tobacco and alcohol are necessary!"

"My dad is an old detective, he never smokes, but alcohol is very restrained."

"Then let's buy some good cigarettes and two more bottles of good wine."

"Watch it for yourself."

At the tobacco and alcohol counter in the supermarket, Yang Feng looked left and right, and finally chose two Da Zhonghua and two bottles of alcoholic liquor.

After paying the money, Yang Feng weighed it and said, "It seems that the ceremony is a little light, so I don't want to prepare two different kinds of gifts and make up four kinds of gifts."

"What are you doing, just feel free." Qiao Xuan said coyly.

Can Qiao Xuan be embarrassed, the northern capital is custom, only the new son-in-law comes to offer four courtesies.

After all, Yang Feng didn't have any randomness. He took Qiao Xuan and went to the gift counter, and took a box of Cordyceps and American ginseng, which was only slightly satisfied.

At dusk, the Great Wall stopped in front of the courtyard of No. 1 Zhengfa, Qiao Kun heard the sound and walked out in an apron.

"Welcome, welcome!" Qiao Kun smiled, seeing the gift Yang Feng was carrying, and he blamed him, "Come on, take something, it's too far-sighted."

Yang Feng smiled and said, "Do you want us to help?"

Qiao Kun shook his head: "No need. Qiao Qiao, you greet Xiao Feng first. I have three more dishes."

After all, Qiao Kun ran into the kitchen.

Yang Feng came to this home for the second time, but he felt different.

Qiao Xuan glanced at the direction of the kitchen and said softly: "Do you want to sit in the living room or go to my room?"

Seeing Qiao Xuan's face turned red, Yang Feng smiled and shook his head: "Sit in the living room first, and then go to your room to digest after dinner."

"what are you thinking!"

"No, you can help your dad quickly."

"I can only help me when I enter the kitchen. I should greet your distinguished guest! What to drink, drink or tea?"

"No, have a drink later." Yang Feng said, "Drink two glasses with your dad tonight."

"Oh."

"Get him drunk."

"what?"

Yang Feng smiled "poof", at this moment, Qiao Kun called his daughter to serve food in the kitchen.

Qiao Kun's craftsmanship is very good, a table of home-cooked food, at least it looks good.

Sweet and sour pork ribs, braised prawns in oil, steamed sea bass, braised spicy chicken, garlic broccoli, stir-fried mushrooms with green vegetables, mixed raw vegetables, plus a plate of corn soup.

When the father and daughter were busy, Yang Feng was embarrassed and sat down, just standing at the table, admiring a table of dishes.

At some point, Qiao Xuan changed her clothes, white suspenders and orange hot pants. It was a cool one, and her long legs caught Yang Feng's eyeballs like gumdrops.

Qiao Xuan walked over with a large bottle of fruit oranges and three goblets, and said, "What are you doing while standing? Sit down."

"Oh," Yang Feng wiped the corner of his mouth, "Where is your father?"

"Homely food, don't be polite, sit down quickly." Qiao Kun took off his apron and strode forward.

There is a square dining table with three persons per person.

Qiao Xuan on the left, Qiao Kun on the right, and Yang Feng in the center. He opened two bottles of drunkard liquor at once. Before picking them up and pouring them, he still consulted Qiao Kun: "Qiao Shu..."

Qiao Kun interrupted him: "When I enter this house, there are no books, but only uncles."

"Uncle Joe."

"Pour." Qiao Kun was very refreshing.

Yang Feng poured two glasses and looked at Qiao Xuan again.

Qiao Xuan shook her head: "You drink, I am responsible for the logistics." After speaking, she looked at Qiao Kun again, "Dad, take your time."

Qiao Kun waved his hand and said proudly: "Your father, I usually don't drink it. Back then, it was the famous Qiao wine barrel. I started with a catty."

Qiao Xuan couldn't laugh or cry: "Dad, you will also say back then."

"It's okay." Qiao Kun picked up the cup, "Xiao Feng, come, you are welcome to be a guest at home."

Yang Feng nodded: "It's a great honor."

"Cheers." Qiao Xuan picked up the orange fruit to join in the fun.

Qiao Kun was really bold, and he took half a cup in one breath, at least one or two or five. Yang Feng looked at it and had to keep up with the progress.

As the saying goes, wine reflects character, Qiao Kun is quite satisfied after seeing Yang Feng drinking.

"Eat food, eat food, taste my craft." Qiao Kun began to pick up vegetables, shrimp, ribs, chicken nuggets...

The plates in front of Yang Feng piled up hills at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I'll do it myself." Yang Feng Waterfall Khan.

First peel a shrimp and taste it, it's really good, tender, smooth and refreshing, and then experience the ribs, the powder is rotten and fragrant, and the spicy chicken is also enjoyable.

Qiao Kun looked at the expression on Yang Feng's face with pride, but still waiting for Yang Feng's evaluation with expectation.

"Uncle Joe, your craft is like an amateur chef!"

"Too much prize!" Qiao Kun laughed, "Drink and drink."

The two touched them and killed them. Yang Feng said while pouring the wine: "If you can eat such dishes every day, it would be so happy."

"Hey, who do you think you are, my dad doesn't have to go to work, and he cooks for you all day?" Qiao Xuan said angrily.

"Yes." Yang Feng looked at Qiao Kun with an apologetic expression, "You are such a big leader, in such an important position, letting you cook is simply overkill."

Qiao Kun shook his head, chewing on a piece of onion, and said, "I like to eat it. I will come here often. I will make it for you. Besides, now I am a second-line. Within two years, I will completely retreat. Sometimes there is time."

Qiao Kun seemed to be cool, but Yang Feng could feel the deep loneliness in his words.If Qiao Kun improves a little bit, he can at least do one more term, he is not reconciled!

"Drink, drink slowly, I toast you."

"Drink, thank you for saving Jojo again, saving her is equivalent to saving my old life."

The two of them drank big and big, Qiao Kun talked more and more, becoming more and more private.

For a while, he said sorry for the dead wife, giving birth and died, but he didn't have time to take a look, and then he said sorry for his daughter. He has been busy with work these years, and the children are big in a blink of an eye.

"Dad, don't say anything, you drank too much." Qiao Xuan said with red eyes.

"Jojo, Dad didn't drink too much, Dad will definitely compensate you well in the future."

"dad……"

Qiao Kun grabbed Yang Feng's arm: "Qiao Qiao is a bitter child, she likes you, I have no objection, you treat her well."

"Uncle Joe, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Kun lay on the table, snoring like thunder.

Yang Feng cast a bitter smile at Qiao Xuan, Qiao Xuan pouted and said: "Look at you, what did you do with Dad?"

"Do I have it? It's just two bottles. How about one bottle? Isn't he talking about starting with one bottle?"

"You take it seriously, he's ages."

"It's okay, let him take a good rest. Some words are good for your health." Yang Feng picked up Qiao Kun, "I'll take him back to the room, and you can come and help."

"Oh."

Put Qiao Kun on his bed and pulled a blanket over him.

Qiao Xuan looked at her father silently, her eyes flushed: "Dad hasn't been drinking like this for a long time."

Yang Feng patted Qiao Xuan on the shoulder: "We are all single-parent families, and it is not easy to be a dad."

As soon as Yang Feng said this, Qiao Xuan lay on his shoulder and cried.

"Don't cry, wake up your dad, thinking how I bullied you!"

"It was originally."

"Innocent."

The two took the door and walked out.

Qiao Xuan wiped away her tears, turned to look at Yang Feng and said, "Did you deliberately get my dad drunk, did you have any intentions?"

Yang Feng smiled ill-intentionally: "If you say you have it, you have it. Oh!" He patted his head, "I forgot that someone invited me to her room. It's just time for digestion."

"You really want to go in, that's my room." Qiao Xuan silently looked at him and said.

Yang Feng nodded: "Of course I have to go in and take a look, the girl's boudoir, and it's the police flower in the boudoir."

"Screw you."

As soon as Qiao Xuan's room door opened, there was a tangy fragrance, refreshing but not tacky, but other than that, it was no longer a room for a flowery woman.

There are stickers of Stallone, Bruce Lee, Schwarzenegger, and Laura on the walls. The bookshelves are full of weapons books, as well as warship models, tank models, airplane models, machine gun models, and so on.

The sheets were not pink, and there was no such thing as a bear rag doll.

"Sit anywhere."

Yang Feng nodded and closed the door smoothly.

Bang!

Qiao Xuan's body trembled.

Yang Feng saw all this in his eyes, he smiled, walked straight to the bed and sat down, and then patted his side.

Qiao Xuan looked at that position, biting her lip, and after a while, she sat there.

"What shall we do?" Yang Feng rubbed his hands and smiled wretchedly.

"What do you want to do!" Qiao Xuan asked hurriedly, her muscles tightening.

"What are you nervous about?"

Qiao Xuan turned her back, her chest constantly rising and falling. She had been preparing for this day for a long time. At the last moment, what did she hesitate about!

Dry hair gives a back view?Yang Feng was wondering.

Qiao Xuan was taking a deep breath, and then without looking back, she said eagerly: "Show you something."

"What..." Yang Feng was stunned.

Qiao Xuan pulled down the hot pants with her back to him, and inside...

Yang Feng was dumbfounded: "Ding...Ding..."

Without looking, Qiao Xuan could feel Yang Feng's hot gaze, her blushing blood dripping with such shameless exposure.

"I never wear this kind of thing, you know, I just wore it just for you to see." Qiao Xuan said with a trembling: "Xiao Jing told me that men want to see the feminine side."

Yang Feng was moved in a mess. He decided to do something. In this case, if there is no indication, it is not a gentleman, but a hypocritical beast.

As a result, Yang Feng's left hand trembled forward and pointed at the snow-white ass, inch by inch, immediately within reach.

Qiao Xuan seemed to feel the heat from Yang Feng's fingertips, she bit her lip, her body trembling inexplicably.

There is still an inch, the last inch.

Yang Feng shouted in his heart, and then heard a soft "boom".

"Not good." The voice was very soft, but Yang Feng rushed to the door.

"Yang Feng!" Qiao Xuan thought he was fleeing, and stomped and lifted his pants and followed out.