Chapter 451: 451
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Yeah, it's just a bowl of noodles.
But it's not just a bowl of noodles.
Feng Ziqing happily took the noodles he had made and gazed at his side face. Her smiling eyes were bright and full of love.
Xiangyang put all the remaining noodles into his bowl. He left with his back to fengziqing, so he didn't see fengziqing's eyes. Feng Ziqing quickly followed him like a little tail, holding his face tightly, and sat down on his left side.
As she ate noodles, she secretly looked at his face.
Of course, this kind of secret is obviously in the eyes of Feng Ziqing. In Xiangyang's eyes, it's so obvious that you can't ignore it. I didn't want to pay attention, but the more he ignored her, the more aboveboard he was.
He couldn't help reminding, "rule four."
"Ah? Oh After a short period of confusion, Feng Ziqing realized the meaning of Xiangyang, and her face turned red, almost choked by the hot face.
Ah, exposed!
It seems that she is not suitable for ambush work.
No way, in order not to be swept out, she reluctantly took back her eyes and continued to eat noodles slowly.
On the contrary, soon after eating, Xiang Yang went back to the kitchen with an empty bowl. Xianyang
fengziqing hastily takes half of the noodles, grabs a few mouthfuls, chases Xiangyang in a hurry, and stands side by side with him in the pool again. She grabbed the dirty bowl in Xiangyang's hand and said, "you cook for me, I wash the dishes for you."
Xiangyang, "..."
She wanted to do it, but Xiangyang didn't want to stop her. She left the bowl and turned away.
Originally, he just wanted to stay with him for a while on the pretext of washing dishes. Unexpectedly, he threw the washing dishes to himself impolitely. Fengziqing could not help but howl and heaved her mouth in disappointment.
When she washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen, Xiangyang had already disappeared from the living room.
Her heart "clattered" and looked at the car in the yard.
Fortunately, the car is still there. He didn't leave.
Looking at his car still in the yard, fengziqing's heart gradually let go. She covered her heart and let out a sigh. She turned and went upstairs to look for him. All the way, she found his room.
He sat on the sofa with his back to her and one hand on his forehead.
Feng Ziqing approached lightly and called to his side face, "to..."
Only a word export, Feng Ziqing quickly stopped words.
At the moment, his eyes closed slightly, and he was obviously asleep with a tired face.
What has he been doing these days?
Why are you so tired?
Feng Ziqing, who could only guess, was suddenly distressed. She crept into the cupboard, turned out a blanket, and gently approached him, covering his shoulder with the blanket.
As soon as the blanket fell on his shoulder, he opened his eyes.
"Yes, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up." Feng Ziqing explained incoherently.
Xiangyang didn't blame her at all. She replied faintly, "it doesn't matter. I always sleep very shallow. If I make a little noise, I will wake up. I don't blame you. I was just thinking about things. I didn't expect to fall asleep. You come to me. What can I do for you? "
"No, nothing." Feng Ziqing shook her head.
She just wanted to see more of him, and she followed him unconsciously.
Xiang Yang reminded, "it's late at night. If there's nothing wrong, go back and have a rest. I'll talk about it tomorrow
Is it late at night?
Feng Ziqing took a look at the wall clock.
It's 11 o'clock in the night.
She hesitated and looked back at Xiangyang step by step.
Xiang Yang ignores Feng Ziqing's eyes, reaches out his hand and takes out a notebook in the drawer under the coffee table. He pulls out the neutral pen and is preparing to write something.
Feng Ziqing, who had almost stepped out of the door, suddenly turned her head and trotted back. She sat down in front of Xiang Yang. Her face turned red.
Xiang Yang put down his pen and looked at Feng Ziqing with doubts in his eyes.
Fengziqing heart a horizontal, looking forward to ask, "you, you will go tomorrow?"
"Well?" Xiang Yang did not answer the rhetorical question, "why do you ask this question?"
Fengziqing said, "if you want to leave tomorrow, can you tell me where you have gone and when you will come back. Then I'll wait for someone, and I'll always have an expectation. "
Frowning to the sun, "looking forward to it?"
"You Have you ever been married? " Feng Ziqing asked.
"Well Why do you ask this question... " Xiangyang is surprised to see fengziqing, did not expect that she would ask himself this question.
Feng Ziqing did not answer, but seriously said, "just tell me if you have ever been married."
“…… Sorry, no comment. " Back to the sun.
No comment?
Feng Ziqing was stunned.
What's the answer?
Yes, no?Xiang Yang suddenly became serious. "It seems that I have to add a rule to you."
"What?" Asked Feng Ziqing.
Xiangyang, "fifth, don't ask about my privacy."
Whether he has ever been married or not is also a matter of his privacy. If his identity is simply Xiangyang or Fang Hongwei, this privacy is not a big problem.
But he is not only Xiang Yang but also Fang Hongji.
Fang is married.
Xiang Yang is single.
Fang Hongji is dead.
Xiang Yang lives.
So, he declared to the outside that his marital status was single.
But he couldn't tell the little girl that he was single because her eyes were too dangerous. Once he said he was single, the little girl was afraid that she would think twice.
But he can't say he's married.
He wasn't sure about the little girl's relationship with Albert and why he wanted to arrest her.
He doesn't want to go wrong and lose everything.
Who knows, Phoenix son Qing but comprehend the meaning of the wrong Xiang Yang. Soon, she was full of doubts on the face of a thick smile, smile back, "I know."
Do you know?
What do you know?
Frown at the sun.
Fengziqing suddenly didn't see Xiangyang's eyes and said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. If you don't let me ask, I won't ask. If you don't want to say, I won't say. Anyway, this is home. I'll wait for you here. You'll always come back."
"Do you know what you're talking about?" Xiang Yang asked coldly.
"I know!" Feng Ziqing said with certainty, "you don't have to scare me on purpose. You can't scare me either."
Xiangyang, "..."
Feng Ziqing looked directly at Xiang Yang's cold face and blurted out, "I like you."
"Like it?" Xiangyang mouth hook, mocking smile.
Feng Ziqing nodded and blushed. She looked very shy, but she was not shy at all. She said, "I like you the first time I see you. I like you the second time I see you. I like you the third time. So, I'm sure I like you very much. There's no doubt about it. "
Xiang Yang's eyes turned and sniffed, "Oh, kid, that's why you stay in my house?"
She said that if she saw herself for the third time, she could understand that she was not seeing herself for the first time or the second time. So, where on earth did she meet herself?
Xiang Yang is sure that he doesn't know the girl.
The reason why she was taken in here was for the face of Fang Hongyuan and his wife, otherwise she would have left.
He didn't believe that she was poor enough to live in a cave. She had to rely on her classmates to help her.
Just because she doesn't know how to make instant noodles, she doesn't need to put them in the refrigerator and can't cook, we can see that she is a young lady who doesn't work hard and doesn't share the grain.
Look at her white and tender hands again, where do they look like they have suffered?
"What kid, I'm 23 years old!" Fengziqing is very dissatisfied with the name of Xiangyang and refutes it seriously.
"Oh, 23 years old!" Xiangyang pick eyebrows, tut tut way, "that is also a kid."
"Hello Feng Ziqing was powerless. "It seemed that she was very big!"
"I'm a lot older than you."
"How much bigger?"
"You're the opposite of my age."
Feng Ziqing looked at Xiangyang suspiciously and asked in disbelief, "how big are you? True or false
She looked at his appearance. She could stand up to 27 or 78 at most!
Xiang Yang smiles but does not speak, has given Feng Ziqing an imagination space. He said indifferently, "even if you see me many times, it doesn't mean you know me. Is it naive to say that you like me when you don't know someone completely?"
Fengziqing was flushed by Xiangyang. After a long time, she said, "if you don't let me know, how can I know? Is 32 very old? But I'm nine years older than me. How can I talk like an old man? "
"Old man?" Xiang Yang glances at Feng Ziqing, dumb.
Fengziqing said, "you call me a little ghost, I must call you an old man, or I can call you a big ghost?"
Xiangyang, "..."
"I'm going back to my room, old man. Good night." Feng Ziqing chuckled at her lips, dropped a sentence and ran away quickly.
Xiang Yang rubs his eyebrows, remembers what Feng Ziqing said just now, and considers whether to find a chance to throw her to another safe place.
Not to say that his marriage with Lin Le is still there, but to say that he has never been married, and he doesn't want to be disturbed by the secular world at this critical moment.
However, before he thought that there was any place safe, fengziqing, who came and went in a gust of wind, suddenly ran in again. Xiangyang looked suspiciously, but she didn't want to rush in. She bent over her face.Without the slightest preparation, his lips are close to her lips, the soft touch is like electric current, the short touch leaves quickly.
Xiangyang's brows wrinkled.
Feng Ziqing's face turned red and her eyes were wide open. She stammered, "why do you want to turn around?"
In line with the idea of not taking advantage of the son of a bitch, she wants to kiss his face when he doesn't pay attention. She really doesn't mean to kiss his mouth.
“…… Blame me? " The sun is silent.
It was she who rushed in and attacked herself. If she didn't feel it was her, I'm afraid someone else would be thrown out of the window with his backhand.
"No wonder." Feng Ziqing's head was shaking like a rattle. She paused, smiling at the eyes of the sun, added, "it's delicious."
His lips are delicious.
Well, delicious, I want a deep kiss.
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Yeah, it's just a bowl of noodles.
But it's not just a bowl of noodles.
Feng Ziqing happily took the noodles he had made and gazed at his side face. Her smiling eyes were bright and full of love.
Xiangyang put all the remaining noodles into his bowl. He left with his back to fengziqing, so he didn't see fengziqing's eyes. Feng Ziqing quickly followed him like a little tail, holding his face tightly, and sat down on his left side.
As she ate noodles, she secretly looked at his face.
Of course, this kind of secret is obviously in the eyes of Feng Ziqing. In Xiangyang's eyes, it's so obvious that you can't ignore it. I didn't want to pay attention, but the more he ignored her, the more aboveboard he was.
He couldn't help reminding, "rule four."
"Ah? Oh After a short period of confusion, Feng Ziqing realized the meaning of Xiangyang, and her face turned red, almost choked by the hot face.
Ah, exposed!
It seems that she is not suitable for ambush work.
No way, in order not to be swept out, she reluctantly took back her eyes and continued to eat noodles slowly.
On the contrary, soon after eating, Xiang Yang went back to the kitchen with an empty bowl. Xianyang
fengziqing hastily takes half of the noodles, grabs a few mouthfuls, chases Xiangyang in a hurry, and stands side by side with him in the pool again. She grabbed the dirty bowl in Xiangyang's hand and said, "you cook for me, I wash the dishes for you."
Xiangyang, "..."
She wanted to do it, but Xiangyang didn't want to stop her. She left the bowl and turned away.
Originally, he just wanted to stay with him for a while on the pretext of washing dishes. Unexpectedly, he threw the washing dishes to himself impolitely. Fengziqing could not help but howl and heaved her mouth in disappointment.
When she washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen, Xiangyang had already disappeared from the living room.
Her heart "clattered" and looked at the car in the yard.
Fortunately, the car is still there. He didn't leave.
Looking at his car still in the yard, fengziqing's heart gradually let go. She covered her heart and let out a sigh. She turned and went upstairs to look for him. All the way, she found his room.
He sat on the sofa with his back to her and one hand on his forehead.
Feng Ziqing approached lightly and called to his side face, "to..."
Only a word export, Feng Ziqing quickly stopped words.
At the moment, his eyes closed slightly, and he was obviously asleep with a tired face.
What has he been doing these days?
Why are you so tired?
Feng Ziqing, who could only guess, was suddenly distressed. She crept into the cupboard, turned out a blanket, and gently approached him, covering his shoulder with the blanket.
As soon as the blanket fell on his shoulder, he opened his eyes.
"Yes, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up." Feng Ziqing explained incoherently.
Xiangyang didn't blame her at all. She replied faintly, "it doesn't matter. I always sleep very shallow. If I make a little noise, I will wake up. I don't blame you. I was just thinking about things. I didn't expect to fall asleep. You come to me. What can I do for you? "
"No, nothing." Feng Ziqing shook her head.
She just wanted to see more of him, and she followed him unconsciously.
Xiang Yang reminded, "it's late at night. If there's nothing wrong, go back and have a rest. I'll talk about it tomorrow
Is it late at night?
Feng Ziqing took a look at the wall clock.
It's 11 o'clock in the night.
She hesitated and looked back at Xiangyang step by step.
Xiang Yang ignores Feng Ziqing's eyes, reaches out his hand and takes out a notebook in the drawer under the coffee table. He pulls out the neutral pen and is preparing to write something.
Feng Ziqing, who had almost stepped out of the door, suddenly turned her head and trotted back. She sat down in front of Xiang Yang. Her face turned red.
Xiang Yang put down his pen and looked at Feng Ziqing with doubts in his eyes.
Fengziqing heart a horizontal, looking forward to ask, "you, you will go tomorrow?"
"Well?" Xiang Yang did not answer the rhetorical question, "why do you ask this question?"
Fengziqing said, "if you want to leave tomorrow, can you tell me where you have gone and when you will come back. Then I'll wait for someone, and I'll always have an expectation. "
Frowning to the sun, "looking forward to it?"
"You Have you ever been married? " Feng Ziqing asked.
"Well Why do you ask this question... " Xiangyang is surprised to see fengziqing, did not expect that she would ask himself this question.
Feng Ziqing did not answer, but seriously said, "just tell me if you have ever been married."
“…… Sorry, no comment. " Back to the sun.
No comment?
Feng Ziqing was stunned.
What's the answer?
Yes, no?Xiang Yang suddenly became serious. "It seems that I have to add a rule to you."
"What?" Asked Feng Ziqing.
Xiangyang, "fifth, don't ask about my privacy."
Whether he has ever been married or not is also a matter of his privacy. If his identity is simply Xiangyang or Fang Hongwei, this privacy is not a big problem.
But he is not only Xiang Yang but also Fang Hongji.
Fang is married.
Xiang Yang is single.
Fang Hongji is dead.
Xiang Yang lives.
So, he declared to the outside that his marital status was single.
But he couldn't tell the little girl that he was single because her eyes were too dangerous. Once he said he was single, the little girl was afraid that she would think twice.
But he can't say he's married.
He wasn't sure about the little girl's relationship with Albert and why he wanted to arrest her.
He doesn't want to go wrong and lose everything.
Who knows, Phoenix son Qing but comprehend the meaning of the wrong Xiang Yang. Soon, she was full of doubts on the face of a thick smile, smile back, "I know."
Do you know?
What do you know?
Frown at the sun.
Fengziqing suddenly didn't see Xiangyang's eyes and said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. If you don't let me ask, I won't ask. If you don't want to say, I won't say. Anyway, this is home. I'll wait for you here. You'll always come back."
"Do you know what you're talking about?" Xiang Yang asked coldly.
"I know!" Feng Ziqing said with certainty, "you don't have to scare me on purpose. You can't scare me either."
Xiangyang, "..."
Feng Ziqing looked directly at Xiang Yang's cold face and blurted out, "I like you."
"Like it?" Xiangyang mouth hook, mocking smile.
Feng Ziqing nodded and blushed. She looked very shy, but she was not shy at all. She said, "I like you the first time I see you. I like you the second time I see you. I like you the third time. So, I'm sure I like you very much. There's no doubt about it. "
Xiang Yang's eyes turned and sniffed, "Oh, kid, that's why you stay in my house?"
She said that if she saw herself for the third time, she could understand that she was not seeing herself for the first time or the second time. So, where on earth did she meet herself?
Xiang Yang is sure that he doesn't know the girl.
The reason why she was taken in here was for the face of Fang Hongyuan and his wife, otherwise she would have left.
He didn't believe that she was poor enough to live in a cave. She had to rely on her classmates to help her.
Just because she doesn't know how to make instant noodles, she doesn't need to put them in the refrigerator and can't cook, we can see that she is a young lady who doesn't work hard and doesn't share the grain.
Look at her white and tender hands again, where do they look like they have suffered?
"What kid, I'm 23 years old!" Fengziqing is very dissatisfied with the name of Xiangyang and refutes it seriously.
"Oh, 23 years old!" Xiangyang pick eyebrows, tut tut way, "that is also a kid."
"Hello Feng Ziqing was powerless. "It seemed that she was very big!"
"I'm a lot older than you."
"How much bigger?"
"You're the opposite of my age."
Feng Ziqing looked at Xiangyang suspiciously and asked in disbelief, "how big are you? True or false
She looked at his appearance. She could stand up to 27 or 78 at most!
Xiang Yang smiles but does not speak, has given Feng Ziqing an imagination space. He said indifferently, "even if you see me many times, it doesn't mean you know me. Is it naive to say that you like me when you don't know someone completely?"
Fengziqing was flushed by Xiangyang. After a long time, she said, "if you don't let me know, how can I know? Is 32 very old? But I'm nine years older than me. How can I talk like an old man? "
"Old man?" Xiang Yang glances at Feng Ziqing, dumb.
Fengziqing said, "you call me a little ghost, I must call you an old man, or I can call you a big ghost?"
Xiangyang, "..."
"I'm going back to my room, old man. Good night." Feng Ziqing chuckled at her lips, dropped a sentence and ran away quickly.
Xiang Yang rubs his eyebrows, remembers what Feng Ziqing said just now, and considers whether to find a chance to throw her to another safe place.
Not to say that his marriage with Lin Le is still there, but to say that he has never been married, and he doesn't want to be disturbed by the secular world at this critical moment.
However, before he thought that there was any place safe, fengziqing, who came and went in a gust of wind, suddenly ran in again. Xiangyang looked suspiciously, but she didn't want to rush in. She bent over her face.Without the slightest preparation, his lips are close to her lips, the soft touch is like electric current, the short touch leaves quickly.
Xiangyang's brows wrinkled.
Feng Ziqing's face turned red and her eyes were wide open. She stammered, "why do you want to turn around?"
In line with the idea of not taking advantage of the son of a bitch, she wants to kiss his face when he doesn't pay attention. She really doesn't mean to kiss his mouth.
“…… Blame me? " The sun is silent.
It was she who rushed in and attacked herself. If she didn't feel it was her, I'm afraid someone else would be thrown out of the window with his backhand.
"No wonder." Feng Ziqing's head was shaking like a rattle. She paused, smiling at the eyes of the sun, added, "it's delicious."
His lips are delicious.
Well, delicious, I want a deep kiss.
Yeah, it's just a bowl of noodles. But it's not just a bowl of noodles. Feng Ziqing happily took the noodles he had made and gazed at his side face. Her smiling eyes were bright and full of love. Xiangyang put all the remaining noodles into his bowl. He left with his back to fengziqing, so he didn't see fengziqing's eyes. Feng Ziqing quickly followed him like a little tail, holding his face tightly, and sat down on his left side. As she ate noodles, she secretly looked at his face. Of course, this kind of secret is obviously in the eyes of Feng Ziqing. In Xiangyang's eyes, it's so obvious that you can't ignore it. I didn't want to pay attention, but the more he ignored her, the more aboveboard he was. He couldn't help reminding, "rule four." "Ah? Oh After a short period of confusion, Feng Ziqing realized the meaning of Xiangyang, and her face turned red, almost choked by the hot face. Ah, exposed! It seems that she is not suitable for ambush work. No way, in order not to be swept out, she reluctantly took back her eyes and continued to eat noodles slowly. On the contrary, soon after eating, Xiang Yang went back to the kitchen with an empty bowl. Xianyang fengziqing hastily takes half of the noodles, grabs a few mouthfuls, chases Xiangyang in a hurry, and stands side by side with him in the pool again. She grabbed the dirty bowl in Xiangyang's hand and said, "you cook for me, I wash the dishes for you." Xiangyang, "..." She wanted to do it, but Xiangyang didn't want to stop her. She left the bowl and turned away. Originally, he just wanted to stay with him for a while on the pretext of washing dishes. Unexpectedly, he threw the washing dishes to himself impolitely. Fengziqing could not help but howl and heaved her mouth in disappointment. When she washed the dishes and cleaned up the kitchen, Xiangyang had already disappeared from the living room. Her heart "clattered" and looked at the car in the yard. Fortunately, the car is still there. He didn't leave. Looking at his car still in the yard, fengziqing's heart gradually let go. She covered her heart and let out a sigh. She turned and went upstairs to look for him. All the way, she found his room. He sat on the sofa with his back to her and one hand on his forehead. Feng Ziqing approached lightly and called to his side face, "to..." Only a word export, Feng Ziqing quickly stopped words. At the moment, his eyes closed slightly, and he was obviously asleep with a tired face. What has he been doing these days? Why are you so tired? Feng Ziqing, who could only guess, was suddenly distressed. She crept into the cupboard, turned out a blanket, and gently approached him, covering his shoulder with the blanket. As soon as the blanket fell on his shoulder, he opened his eyes. "Yes, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to wake you up." Feng Ziqing explained incoherently. Xiangyang didn't blame her at all. She replied faintly, "it doesn't matter. I always sleep very shallow. If I make a little noise, I will wake up. I don't blame you. I was just thinking about things. I didn't expect to fall asleep. You come to me. What can I do for you? " "No, nothing." Feng Ziqing shook her head. She just wanted to see more of him, and she followed him unconsciously. Xiang Yang reminded, "it's late at night. If there's nothing wrong, go back and have a rest. I'll talk about it tomorrow Is it late at night? Feng Ziqing took a look at the wall clock. It's 11 o'clock in the night. She hesitated and looked back at Xiangyang step by step. Xiang Yang ignores Feng Ziqing's eyes, reaches out his hand and takes out a notebook in the drawer under the coffee table. He pulls out the neutral pen and is preparing to write something. Feng Ziqing, who had almost stepped out of the door, suddenly turned her head and trotted back. She sat down in front of Xiang Yang. Her face turned red. Xiang Yang put down his pen and looked at Feng Ziqing with doubts in his eyes. Fengziqing heart a horizontal, looking forward to ask, "you, you will go tomorrow?" "Well?" Xiang Yang did not answer the rhetorical question, "why do you ask this question?" Fengziqing said, "if you want to leave tomorrow, can you tell me where you have gone and when you will come back. Then I'll wait for someone, and I'll always have an expectation. " Frowning to the sun, "looking forward to it?" "You Have you ever been married? " Feng Ziqing asked. "Well Why do you ask this question... " Xiangyang is surprised to see fengziqing, did not expect that she would ask himself this question. Feng Ziqing did not answer, but seriously said, "just tell me if you have ever been married." Sorry, no comment. " Back to the sun. No comment? Feng Ziqing was stunned. What's the answer? Yes, no?Xiang Yang suddenly became serious. "It seems that I have to add a rule to you." "What?" Asked Feng Ziqing. Xiangyang, "fifth, don't ask about my privacy." Whether he has ever been married or not is also a matter of his privacy. If his identity is simply Xiangyang or Fang Hongwei, this privacy is not a big problem. But he is not only Xiang Yang but also Fang Hongji. Fang is married. Xiang Yang is single. Fang Hongji is dead. Xiang Yang lives. So, he declared to the outside that his marital status was single. But he couldn't tell the little girl that he was single because her eyes were too dangerous. Once he said he was single, the little girl was afraid that she would think twice. But he can't say he's married. He wasn't sure about the little girl's relationship with Albert and why he wanted to arrest her. He doesn't want to go wrong and lose everything. Who knows, Phoenix son Qing but comprehend the meaning of the wrong Xiang Yang. Soon, she was full of doubts on the face of a thick smile, smile back, "I know." Do you know? What do you know? Frown at the sun. Fengziqing suddenly didn't see Xiangyang's eyes and said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. If you don't let me ask, I won't ask. If you don't want to say, I won't say. Anyway, this is home. I'll wait for you here. You'll always come back." "Do you know what you're talking about?" Xiang Yang asked coldly. "I know!" Feng Ziqing said with certainty, "you don't have to scare me on purpose. You can't scare me either." Xiangyang, "..." Feng Ziqing looked directly at Xiang Yang's cold face and blurted out, "I like you." "Like it?" Xiangyang mouth hook, mocking smile. Feng Ziqing nodded and blushed. She looked very shy, but she was not shy at all. She said, "I like you the first time I see you. I like you the second time I see you. I like you the third time. So, I'm sure I like you very much. There's no doubt about it. " Xiang Yang's eyes turned and sniffed, "Oh, kid, that's why you stay in my house?" She said that if she saw herself for the third time, she could understand that she was not seeing herself for the first time or the second time. So, where on earth did she meet herself? Xiang Yang is sure that he doesn't know the girl. The reason why she was taken in here was for the face of Fang Hongyuan and his wife, otherwise she would have left. He didn't believe that she was poor enough to live in a cave. She had to rely on her classmates to help her. Just because she doesn't know how to make instant noodles, she doesn't need to put them in the refrigerator and can't cook, we can see that she is a young lady who doesn't work hard and doesn't share the grain. Look at her white and tender hands again, where do they look like they have suffered? "What kid, I'm 23 years old!" Fengziqing is very dissatisfied with the name of Xiangyang and refutes it seriously. "Oh, 23 years old!" Xiangyang pick eyebrows, tut tut way, "that is also a kid." "Hello Feng Ziqing was powerless. "It seemed that she was very big!" "I'm a lot older than you." "How much bigger?" "You're the opposite of my age." Feng Ziqing looked at Xiangyang suspiciously and asked in disbelief, "how big are you? True or false She looked at his appearance. She could stand up to 27 or 78 at most! Xiang Yang smiles but does not speak, has given Feng Ziqing an imagination space. He said indifferently, "even if you see me many times, it doesn't mean you know me. Is it naive to say that you like me when you don't know someone completely?" Fengziqing was flushed by Xiangyang. After a long time, she said, "if you don't let me know, how can I know? Is 32 very old? But I'm nine years older than me. How can I talk like an old man? " "Old man?" Xiang Yang glances at Feng Ziqing, dumb. Fengziqing said, "you call me a little ghost, I must call you an old man, or I can call you a big ghost?" Xiangyang, "..." "I'm going back to my room, old man. Good night." Feng Ziqing chuckled at her lips, dropped a sentence and ran away quickly. Xiang Yang rubs his eyebrows, remembers what Feng Ziqing said just now, and considers whether to find a chance to throw her to another safe place. Not to say that his marriage with Lin Le is still there, but to say that he has never been married, and he doesn't want to be disturbed by the secular world at this critical moment. However, before he thought that there was any place safe, fengziqing, who came and went in a gust of wind, suddenly ran in again. Xiangyang looked suspiciously, but she didn't want to rush in. She bent over her face.Without the slightest preparation, his lips are close to her lips, the soft touch is like electric current, the short touch leaves quickly. Xiangyang's brows wrinkled. Feng Ziqing's face turned red and her eyes were wide open. She stammered, "why do you want to turn around?" In line with the idea of not taking advantage of the son of a bitch, she wants to kiss his face when he doesn't pay attention. She really doesn't mean to kiss his mouth. Blame me? " The sun is silent. It was she who rushed in and attacked herself. If she didn't feel it was her, I'm afraid someone else would be thrown out of the window with his backhand. "No wonder." Feng Ziqing's head was shaking like a rattle. She paused, smiling at the eyes of the sun, added, "it's delicious." His lips are delicious. Well, delicious, I want a deep kiss.
