Today, Huang Yanfei's overtime career can take a breather, and I can't wait to make an appointment with Jiang Ying to start black night. However, the fatigue of going to work has not been alleviated in the game. It is so difficult to win or lose in the rankings, standing still, and getting points.
Getting a headache from the anger of the pig teammates, Jiang Ying suggested that games are not as good as sports, so they supervised each other with voices and started a beautiful ballet.
Chatting while panting.
Huang Yanfei: "What's the matter, you and your son Meng?"
Jiang Ying: "It's still the same."
Huang Yanfei: "Really, he doesn't even play Moments, and he even gave you a thumbs up."
"" Jiang Ying's thighs were sore, trying to explain, "He's just diving, not not playing."
Huang Yanfei struggled to raise her arms, and the content of her words was still fierce: "Don't pretend, we're all living together, you two?"
With a bang, Jiang Ying lay down on the yoga mat, and said with a guilty conscience: "No, no"
Huang Yanfei took a long, deep breath: "Don't come here. Why don't you always answer my calls at night? Isn't it because there are people at home? You really think I don't know?"
Jiang Ying surrendered and acquiesced.
Huang Yanfei hummed: "Now I really have a feeling that there is a girl in my family who is just growing up, the water thrown by the married daughter, and the raised cabbage is being pushed by a pig."
Jiang Ying laughed: "Oh isn't that what love between men and women is like? It's always more enthusiastic at the beginning. It's not considered cohabitation. They only come here when they are free, and they go back to their respective homes when they are not free. That's it for today."
Huang Yanfei sighed: "I'm a little envious I haven't had sex for a long time."
At the beginning of the year, Huang Yanfei broke up with her boyfriend who had been dating for more than four years since college, because of the different places, and because neither of them was willing to compromise for the other. It's not that it's a pity, but after they fell in love, both of them were exhausted and separated, but it was much easier. Regrets that have nothing to do with life and death will always be bearish, and then start to look forward to new encounters.
"Seriously, Xu Jiahong is sure to return to China, did he tell you?"
"I said it" Huang Yanfei felt a little confused, "You said, he really likes me? Even though we haven't seen each other for so many years?"
"Otherwise, if you don't like him, why bother? And although you haven't met, you have always been in touch, right? Maybe you really wait until the scenery is clear, and you think you are the best."
"Like you and Meng Jingshu?"
"it's different," Jiang Ying quickly denied, and she thought about expressing, "Xu Jiahong is looking for a long-term relationship with you. I used to I also wanted to do a lot of romantic things with him. Together for a long time."
She laughed self-deprecatingly: "It's that kind. Talk to him for a few words, and even think about the bgm at the wedding But now, I don't have that kind of expectation for him. Being with him When I was there, I didn't think about anything."
"Hmm, I just want pleasure and no responsibility, I understand, you don't want to be the one who gives. Do you still have a little bit of revenge?"
Being poked into the heart by a friend, Jiang Ying smiled: "Really. He didn't know anything about what happened back then. And although I know I can't blame him, every time I make him angry, I feel so good."
Huang Yanfei was speechless: "What kind of reincarnation sadomasochism are you guys! Back then, you howled every day in the dormitory to take good care of him, but now you're torturing him hard."
"Don't mention my stupid things anymore!!" Jiang Ying retorted, "Also, I didn't abuse him! I just wanted to annoy him very occasionally."
Huang Yanfei said: "It must be that he is willing to make trouble with you. I don't think he is boring to you. You used to gossip in front of him every day and didn't bother you. Now you are doing this and that with you. Why don't you talk to him?" Talk to him and ask him what he thinks?"
"I don't want it." Jiang Ying vetoed it without thinking.
"Tsk tsk, everyone says that you are Teacher Jiang, who is sensible and reasonable. In fact, you are the most arrogant and unreasonable. I feel that you have not set me a good example. Listening to what you said, I don't know what I should do. I shouldn't be together with Xu Jiahong." She wailed, "But I really want to fall in love! Before the end of this year!!"
Jiang Ying beat her up: "When he comes back, you go out to date and you'll know! If you feel like it, you can fuck him and fuck him! If you don't feel like it, forget it, then you won't be able to talk about love this year haha."
"I think you have been living too well recently, how dare you gloat?"
"No, no, I'm just encouraging you optimistically, my dear friend~"
They were exercising and laughing, and suddenly there was a knock at the door.
Tuk, tuk, tuk.
Three strokes, neither fast nor slow. Jiang Ying is right about this rhythm.??: "Whatever."
Fine, this is the answer that men are best at.
Jiang Ying suddenly looked closer at him, and squinted his eyes, examining his eyes like a fox.
"Did you secretly read my Weibo?" She asked.
She recently saw that a life blogger bought a projector himself, and arranged the room at home very well. She liked it very much, so she forwarded it. He suddenly bought a projector, which should be the only reason.
The man took a step back and turned his head to avoid looking at him, but the corners of his mouth were the same as hers, and couldn't help but rise.
Jiang Ying poked him: "Last time when I was having dinner with Hu Ruochen, did you secretly see my Weibo ID?" She poked more and more arrogantly, from her strong shoulders to her flat and elastic chest, "Peeping my Weibo , and still be angry with me"
A man's patience is limited.
Meng Jingshu grabbed her restless fingers in an instant. He raised his other elbow and then bent, grabbed her neck, locked her throat easily, and walked her to the bathroom with her arms under his arms.
Jiang Ying almost lost her balance, she yelled: "What are you doing! If you can't say it, just do it! Ah my neck, my neck is so sweaty! Your clothes will get dirty, let go!"
Meng Jingshu was not frightened by her little trick, and continued to drag her away. The two of them were crooked and dragging their feet.
But there is no doubt that he has the upper hand.
"You think I'm stinky, and you kicked me. You're getting more and more arrogant, aren't you?"
Jiang Ying hugged his waist tightly, hung his weight on his waist, and tried to fall down, trying to stop his pace.
Meng Jingshu snorted coldly: "Only your strength?"
He put his palm on her buttocks, and Jiang Ying's center of gravity was handed over to others. She rose instantly.
He picked her up easily, even turned upside down, and laughed at her: "Why are you so small, it seems like you haven't grown up yet."
Jiang Ying struggled to no avail, so she stopped tossing and pinched his face, and she said with an air, "I've grown taller! I'm three centimeters taller than high school!"
"Oh," he laughed, "I'm five centimeters taller."
! ! !
Jiang Ying kneaded his cold handsome face like dough. Meng Jingshu took a few steps into the bathroom, put her on the washing machine, clasped the back of her neck, and rubbed her neck with his chin.
The man's beard was numb and piercing, Jiang Ying laughed and resisted, twisting and turning.
After arguing for a while, he lowered his head and kissed her, holding the back of her head, licked her lips with his tongue, then stuck it in, kissing as he wanted.
He kissed enough, hugged her lazily, and liked to pinch her ears, caressing her slowly, until it was red and hot.
Jiang Ying was so soft from his kiss that he didn't bother to move. She touched his sculpted sharp and hard chin, stroked those protruding beard stubble, and asked him: "Are you going to shave again? It seems like I just shaved it yesterday. It grows so fast, it's so troublesome."
He smiled, kissed her blushing cheek, "Then don't you shave?"
"No, it will stab me, and I will have to scratch the trouble!"
He sighed lightly, rubbed her buttocks hard, lifted her up again, and stepped into the shower area.
The shower curtain was drawn, and the figure behind the curtain was blurred. The hot water dripped on the ground, and the water vapor rose up, forming a moist and hazy mist, which was extremely warm. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com