Sister, you miss me

Unexpectedly, Yang Feng rushed into Qiao Kun's room. Qiao Xuan ran to the door, and saw his father lying on the ground, his face covered with filth.

"Dad, are you okay!" Seeing his father so embarrassed, Qiao Xuan had already forgotten the shameful matter and rushed forward.

Regardless of the dirty, Yang Feng picked up Qiao Kun, asked Qiao Xuan to wipe it with a tissue, and then put it back on the bed.

Qiao Kun slept so hard that he didn't seem to know that he had just fallen out of bed, nor did he know the vomit that was smeared.

Yang Feng shook his head: "Could it be too much, sorry!"

"Don't blame you." Qiao Xuan saw that Yang Feng was stained with vomit from his father, "Your clothes are dirty."

"It's okay." Yang Feng waved his hand, "I'll deal with the floor, put a towel, and scrub for uncle."

"Yeah." Qiao Xuan nodded gratefully.

Yang Feng not only didn't feel nauseous, but also thought about it so meticulously that Qiao Xuan was moved inexplicably.

Looking at Yang Feng's hard work and busy back, Qiao Xuan once again firmly believed that she had found a man of great quality.

Lao Wu Lao and the old man, this is what Lao Tzu said, idealism, righteousness, but it has been reflected in Yang Feng.

Half an hour later, Qiao Xuan sprayed a little air freshener into the room, and then the two of them crept out of the room.

On the stairs, the two smiled at each other.

"Well, what are you laughing at?" Qiao Xuan's expression changed immediately.

"Uh...Of course it has nothing to do with your room." Yang Feng opened which pot or not.

Qiao Xuan pursed her small mouth and pinched Yang Feng's clothes, "How do you dress like this, you go take a bath, take off your clothes and I will wash them for you."

"it's not good!"

"What's wrong, go quickly."

Yang Feng pushed halfway, and was pushed into the bathroom by Qiao Xuan.

"No peeking."

"Cut, who is rare."

Yang Feng began to take off his clothes, and looked up inadvertently, and saw several small clothes, all in different colors, but all in cartoon style.

"This must be your private bathroom."

"Why?" Qiao Xuan said casually, suddenly "ah" yelled, rushed in with his eyes covered, and snatched out a few hangers.

"What are you doing, I haven't taken off my clothes yet, as for?"

"Huh?" Qiao Xuan glanced through her fingers, really, only then took her hand away.

Yang Feng looked at her, jokingly: "Crayon Shin-chan, Winnie the Pooh, Mickey Mouse, Donald Duck... I don't see that you are still a cartoon fan."

"Hate! Hurry up and take your shower. Throw your clothes out." Qiao Xuan couldn't wait to find a place to sew in. As an adult woman, these cartoon patterns on her underwear seemed a bit naive.

Fortunately, there was a sound of water in the bathroom at the right time, so that Qiao Xuan was no longer so embarrassed.

Immediately afterwards, a shirt was thrown out, a pair of pants were thrown out, Qiao Xuan just turned around, feeling a little strange in her hair, grabbed it and took a look, suddenly freaked out.

It was Yang Feng's shorts, with body temperature, and a few squiggly hairs.

Qiao Xuan was gnashing her teeth and someone was talking behind her.

"Hey."

"What!" Qiao Xuan covered her face with her hands.

"Turn around, I'm not an exhibitionist."

Qiao Xuan turned around, and it turned out that Yang Feng was just showing his head.

"What are you doing!" Qiao Xuan said in a bad mood.

"Two questions, first, whose bath towel do I use, and second, what do I wear after you wash your clothes?"

"First, of course... use mine." Qiao Xuan put a pink bath towel on both hands.

Yang Feng took it and put it in front of him and sniffed it deeply, doing intoxication: "Fragrant, virgin fragrance."

"Go!" I laughed after scolding, "Secondly, our washing machine has a drying function."

"Then I'm relieved, I have work."

Qiao Xuan hugged Yang Feng's clothes and threw them into the washing machine one by one. After starting, she was in a daze.

"Boss, answer the phone, boss, answer the phone soon!"

This was Qiao Xuan's ringtone, and she rushed to her room.

"Hey, what are you doing!" It was a call from a friend, Chai Jing.

"How is it? Is it broken?" Chai Jing said gossiping.

"Ouch!" Qiao Xuan rubbed her hair, "I really regret it, I shouldn't tell you that he came over as a guest today."

"You guy who crosses the river, dismantles the bridge, unloads the grind and kills the donkey, have you forgotten about me, the love brick house, if you have fornication?

"Nothing at all."

"How is it possible, did you wear a superb T-shape? Did you do what I said?"

"Yes." Qiao Xuan said weakly.

"How is that possible? Could it be that the Dingli surnamed Yang is a perverted Liu Xiahui, no, no, there should be a functional disorder."

"Fuck you, because something happened, so..."

Qiao Xuan drunk her dad, and said the thing that he suddenly got out of bed and threw up a mess.

Then Qiao Xuan said: "Xiao Jing, I can't stand it when my dad vomits, but Xiao Feng is completely fine. The handling is quite natural. I am really moved."

"You met such a good man. You really made a profit." After a pause, Chai Jing continued, "Looking at Uncle Joe's attitude, I won't oppose you two anymore."

"Ok."

"Then what are you hesitating about? Happiness hits your eyes, and when it's time to do it, do it!"

"How else can I shoot?"

"Listen clearly, I will only say it once..."

Yang Feng was taking a shower, and the water line of less than thirty degrees poured down. At this moment, he was inexplicably calm.

The manipulator has been improved to a waterproof level of 6E, so you don’t need to remove it even after diving.

I hit the shower gel again and I was ready to go out. At this moment, I felt movement behind me.

Yang Feng closed his eyes, the one who should have come, after all, came.

as expected.

The next moment, a cold and trembling little hand pressed on his back.

"Joe..."

Just spit out a word, the waist was hugged from behind.

It sticks so tightly, arms like hard.

Yang Feng clenched his fists, judging by keen sense of touch, Qiao Xuan behind him was still wearing a bra and T-shaped pants.

"Joe, Qiaoqiao." Yang Feng's voice was a little dull.

"Ok."

"you sure?"

Qiao Xuan suddenly turned to Yang Feng and looked up at him.

The waterline wet her long hair, but her eyes were so determined.

"You said, can I still pretend to be another man in my heart?"

Yang Feng licked his lips but couldn't find the right words.

Qiao Xuan stood on tiptoe and kissed his mouth.

Yang Feng's head banged, the next moment, he pulled the bath towel, wrapped it in and carried it out, strode into Qiao Xuan's boudoir, and threw it on the bed.

When Yang Feng pressed over, Qiao Xuan pushed his pectoral muscles: "It's the first time this is the first time for me. Be gentle."

"It's too late to regret now."

Qiao Xuan showed her determination with a hot kiss.

...

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Qiao Xuan insisted that Yang Feng leave.

Of course, Yang Feng was also afraid that Qiao Kun would wake up and bump into each other, embarrassing each other. After all, he slept his daughter in his house, and he kept his virginity for nearly thirty years.

Once Qiao Kun finds out, he will definitely think that he deliberately got him drunk, and then it will be really yellow mud down pants-crotch-not shit or shit.

So Yang Feng decided to leave.

Qiao Xuan insisted on personally putting on Yang Feng's clothes that were clean and ironed, one by one, containing a strong sense of love.

"I'm leaving." Yang Feng stood at the top of the stairs and said goodbye softly.

"I see you off."

"Farewell, you have trouble walking, take a good rest."

Qiao Xuan smiled shyly: "I am a public security hero, not to mention a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl."

"Why bother!" Yang Feng shook his head, and a princess hugged Qiao Xuan horizontally.

At the door, it is natural to kiss goodbye when we break up.

After a hot kiss, Qiao Xuan almost choked.

Yang Feng turned and left, Qiao Xuan hugged him from behind again, the kind of reluctance that didn't need to be expressed in words.

And Qiao Xuan was anxious to give it away, and she simply put on a T-shirt with a vacuum inside, and Yang Feng rubbed her back, the touch was terribly beautiful.

"Why don't I leave?"

"Let's go." Qiao Xuan opened the door, pushed him out, and hurriedly closed it, leaning against the door, and slowly slid on the ground.

Just thinking about her madness made her face red, her blood flow accelerated, and her breathing was short of breath.

"Finally broke, and finally turned into an old woman." Qiao Xuan laughed at herself, thanks to a good girlfriend's plan to draw a salary.

Without Chai Jing's encouragement and excitement, Qiao Xuan would not be able to take a step.

He held up his body with both hands, and just took a step, "hiss——" I couldn't help but breathe in a cold breath, really painful.

After taking a few deep breaths, Qiao Xuan stepped upstairs cautiously.

A half-minute walk on weekdays, a full ten minutes walk tonight.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, there is an ambiguous smell in my room.

Qiao Xuan locked the door and looked in the mirror. There were a few more strawberries on her neck. After lifting her clothes, there were many tooth marks on her chest muscles.

"Yang Feng, you're so cruel!" Thinking of this, Qiao Xuan laughed first herself, as if her hands were not merciful, Yang Feng's shoulder was bitten, and her back was also scratched.

Suddenly seeing the messy sheets and the blossoming peach blossoms in the mirror, Qiao Xuan rubbed her hair in distress.

"Fate! I have to wash the sheets, I don't know if I can wash it off?"

"Why don't you just destroy the body?"

"Forget it, take a look, it's shameful to waste."

...

When Yang Feng returned home, He Lingxin was lying on the sofa in the living room watching the bubble show.

"Where did you fool around?"

Yang Feng smiled: "It seems you are not qualified to control it!"

He Lingxin pouted and looked upset. He paused and said, "Xiaoxue called and things are done. When will you send me there?"

"You are a child, do you still need someone to send it?"

"I didn't mean it, it was Xiaoxue. Didn't you agree to Xiaoxue's inspection?"

"I can't talk about inspection, just take a look."

"Then when are you..."

He Lingxin just hugged him from behind, and Yang Feng took a cold breath and stood up.

"What's the matter with you?" He Lingxin frowned and asked.

"It's okay, go to bed early." Yang Feng walked up the stairs and stopped again, "I'll talk about it tomorrow."

Go back to the room and call Qiao Xuan.

"At home?"

"You are so cruel."

"Why steal my lines? Each other."

"My body has been shameless recently. It can only be seen by you, so you should be mentally prepared."

"What mental preparation?"

"I can't sleep without meat!"

"Gosh, I don't want to listen!"

"Ben San's woman, pretend less."

"Hate, haha. No, don't you think I am old?"

Yang Feng said, "I'm an all-you-can-eat, okay!"

"I can not stand you."

"Hey, what are you doing!"

"Wash the sheets, it's really hard to wash, you're fine, slap your fart-leave, leave me with a wound to clean the battlefield."

"Or don't wash it, it's just a sheet."

"It's okay, you go to bed first, and you'll be fine soon."

"Good night then."

"good night."

The next day, after Qiao Kun got up and saw the sheets hanging in the yard, he immediately understood everything.