It’s the Chinese New Year, and as long as the Chinese people attach great importance to this day, the weather is very cold, but it cannot stop the festive atmosphere. The streets are full of lights and people. Everyone’s faces are filled with smiles, and they are full of joy. Except for Xiaofeng, he seems to be out of place with his family. Those who know him have never seen him without a smile like today, and his face is full of worries.

Zhuang Jing has been away for 6 days. The two of them talked on phone calls every day. The deep affection and hot enthusiasm in each sentence can burn the birds passing by to death. In addition to feeling that life is a bit difficult, Xiaofeng can also keep his loneliness. He stays at home every day and thinks that after the New Year, Zhuang Jing is his wife. After marrying his wife, the child will be born, and he will not express his compliment in his heart. Even if the child has to stay in his mother's belly for 9 months, he did not stop Xiaofeng from preparing milk powder and diapers.

It's New Year's Eve today. Xiaofeng got up early to help his parents prepare their noon reunion dinner. "I don't know if this is the case in other places. Anyway, Shiyan is a matter of having a reunion dinner at noon." The brother and sister-in-law called early and said they would come back for lunch. The younger brother worked part-time and worked in the hotel and could only come back at noon. After working for a while, he saw that it was almost 9 o'clock, so he picked up the phone, "I'm sorry, the phone number you called has been turned off." The sound from his cell phone was stunned. "I'm sorry, you..." It was still the sound. Maybe it was because Zhuang Jing's cell phone was out of battery. After half an hour, "I'm sorry, you..." Another half an hour passed, "I'm sorry, you..." Xiaofeng was going crazy, he didn't know what was wrong.

At 12 o'clock, my brother came back. My nephew, who was only over 2 years old, opened his hand and ran away from the car. "Second uncle, hug". The expectant villain was waiting for the warm embrace of the usual. Xiaofeng stood there blankly and looked at the nephew in front of him with a dull eyes. The villain was a little scared by him and started crying loudly. Xiaofeng seemed a little awake. He squatted and hugged the villain in his arms and patted the villain's back. The villain gave him face and did not cry anymore. He breathed a sigh of relief, put down the villain, and let him stagger to his grandfather's arms.

It's been three hours again, and something must have happened to Zhuang Jing. "Xiaofeng, I'm having a meal," his sister-in-law called him to have a meal, "Xiaofeng, I'm having a meal, have you heard it?" There was no response. It was not until the crackling sound of firecrackers woke him up. The whole family sat at the dinner table and was happily happy. Xiaofeng didn't want to disturb everyone's emotions, so he laughed a few times with Qiang.

"Xiaofeng, have you called Zhuang Jing? Did her parents tell you when you will get married? "Mom, I've called you just now, and we'll get married when Zhuang Jing comes back." The eldest brother said in surprise, "###, are you going to get married? Why haven't you heard you say it?" 'Brother, we have decided in the past few days. I thought you're back for the New Year, so I didn't tell you in advance." "Oh, where are the brothers and sisters from?" "Shanghai from", "Good city, what is her parents' name? What are they doing?" Xiaofeng was stunned. Yes, Zhuang Jing never told him what his parents' name was, he only knew that they were doing business. At this time, Xiaofeng felt that he had fewer knowledge about everything in her family.

After dinner in the evening, his parents kept him overnight, and he found an excuse to refuse. He wanted to go home and go back to his home and Zhuang Jing. Only there can he feel the breath of Zhuang Jing. The person who knocked on the door was persistent. Xiaofeng opened the door and saw that it was Bi Yao, so he turned around and entered the bedroom again. The room was smoky and smelled so bad. Bi Yao was so fumigated that she coughed. He hurriedly opened the window and poured it into the room with the cold air.

Biyao quickly cleaned the house and pulled Xiaofeng's arm up. Seeing that he didn't move, Biyao took off the quilt. "Brother Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you? Sister Jing came back and saw that the house was in chaos, and you were going to be scolded again." It would be fine if Zhuang Jing was not mentioned. Xiaofeng was furious when she mentioned her, and she said irritably, "Are you annoying?" Biyao was stunned. She had known Xiaofeng for so many years, but Xiaofeng had never gotten angry with her. She couldn't believe her ears, her eyes turned red, and her tears were dripping. "Xiao Xiao

Brother Feng, I didn't hear what you said just now, I didn't hear it clearly. You say it again." "I said you were very annoying." She heard it clearly now, but she didn't care about being angry. Is this still Brother Xiaofeng? Her beard is unshaven, her lips are chapped, her hair is messy, and her face is obviously thin. Bi Yao didn't know what happened. In just over ten days, Brother Xiaofeng turned into such a bad look. "Brother Xiaofeng, what's wrong with you? Tell me quickly, you scared me like this." Her tears still came down, and she was anxious tears.

Xiaofeng also knew that the words just now were a little heavy, and said softly, "You go, I'm fine." "I won't leave, you won't even beat me to death." Xiaofeng ignored her and kept sleeping on her head. "I'll call Sister Jing now and ask her to clean up you."\'I'm sorry, what you called...'Biyao dialed again, and the same sound was still the same, "Brother Xiaofeng, why can't Sister Jing's phone call be connected?" "How do I know, Biyao, can you let me stay alone for a while? I'm very upset." Xiaofeng begged Biyao in a muffled voice. "Oh, okay, then go to bed." Biyao seemed to understand something, quietly exited the bedroom, and took Xiaofeng's key when she left.

In the evening, I brought the dumplings from home and cooked them for Xiaofeng to bring them to Xiaofeng. I didn't say anything, and turned around and left. I did this for several days in a row. Today was different. Biyao went to the market to buy Xiaofeng's favorite dishes, and prepared them and set up a table. After entering the bedroom, he walked to Xiaofeng and said, "Brother Xiaofeng, I know why you are upset. Don't you think that Sister Jing is such a person? Maybe she went to a place without a cell phone signal?" Xiaofeng thought, yes, Zhuang Jing is not that kind of person, he must have gone on a trip. He made a butt, and his eyes were filled with a hint of spirit. The pigs knew that this was just the words Biyao deceived him and comforted him, but Xiaofeng chose to believe that, even if he was deceived.

"Brother Xiaofeng, get up and have a meal. I have cooked a lot of dishes you like today. If you continue like this, Sister Jing will be unhappy when she comes back." Perhaps because she is really afraid that Zhuang Jing will be angry when she comes back, Xiaofeng hurriedly got up and went to the bathroom to wash. Sitting on the stool, watching the table full of delicious food, Xiaofeng had a little appetite. "Biyao, can you drink a few cups with Brother Xiaofeng?" Xiaofeng was drunk, drunk.

Biyao dragged him onto the bed with difficulty, listening to Xiaofeng muttering to himself as Xiaofeng on the bed, "Wife, don't leave, don't want me, your wife doesn't want me anymore. "Looking at Xiaofeng crying sadly in the drunken dream, Biyao felt heartbroken and caressed Xiaofeng's face in a daze, tears fell down like beads with broken threads.\"Brother Xiaofeng, you still have me, Sister Jing doesn't want you anymore, I want you, I will never leave you, I will never make you sad." Only when Xiaofeng didn't know, Biyao dared to speak out his heart.

When she was about to leave, Xiaofeng grabbed her hand and pulled it hard. Biyao, who was unsteady, rushed into his arms. Xiaofeng was drunk and hazy, familiar with the smell of the woman's body. He hugged Biyao in his arms tightly, "Don't leave, wife, don't leave." Although he was regarded as another woman, Biyao was still happily staying in Xiaofeng's arms and didn't think about it. She gently stroked her fingers over Xiaofeng's somewhat haggard and handsome face and stayed on her cracked lips. She slowly printed her mouth on her small mouth, and she just wanted to kiss him quietly.

Xiaofeng dreamed of familiar hot and softness. He chased and sucked greedily, turned over and pressed Biyao under his body, pulled the clothes that were in the way, and used his hands to ### on Biyao's pretty chest, as if he wanted to recover the loss for so many days. Biyao was a little painful, but she did not resist. She wanted to use her body to make up for the trauma in Brother Xiaofeng's heart, if he needed it. Biyao's ### was also pulled off, and Xiaofeng's fingers skillfully twisted the two pieces of lovesick beans in the middle and rubbed gently.

Biyao didn't know how to describe her current feeling, numbness, comfort, emptiness, and extremely itchyness, which made her scream unknowingly, and it was so melodious. She was wet, and she could also feel the private stream flowing. Xiaofeng, with the man's instinct, quickly took off her pants and put the already high-spirited soft part of the wet without any sympathy and thrust to the end. Biyao felt that she was about to die, and the feeling of tearing her apart made her heart-wrenching pain. Her face was pale, tears flowed down the corners of her eyes, and she gritted her teeth and held on. She wanted to remember the pain when she became a woman she loved.

Xiaofeng seemed to feel her pain, and it became gentler. After the bitterness was over, Biyao enjoyed the taste of the soul flying to the sky. With a loud scream, she ejaculated, and the wet cavity tightly wrapped Xiaofeng's ### squirmed regularly. Xiaofeng's ** became stronger and stronger. He accelerated the speed, faster and faster, and worked harder. Finally, he ejaculated in Biyao's contraction again. Biyao was a little breathless when Xiaofeng was pressed down. He used all his last slight strength to push him away, and lay on Xiaofeng's body and fell asleep.

The next day, Xiaofeng opened his eyes and patted his head with a split headache, trying to wake him up. Hey, why is there a naked woman in his arms? He sat up in shock and saw Bi Yao carefully. Looking at the girl's trembling breasts and tears at the corners of his eyes, Xiaofeng realized that he had committed an unforgivable sin last night. He was so excited that Bi Yao also blinked her eyes and woke up. Seeing Brother Xiaofeng staring at his chest, he whizzed into the quilt and did not dare to show his head.

Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and put on his clothes and left the bedroom. Bi Yao leaned over and saw that there was no one else. She frowned and sat up and took out her cell phone to call her home. She lied to her parents and said she had stayed at her classmate's house for a few days. Before she could hear her mother's scolding, she hung up the phone, leaned on the bed and recalled the passion she had last night, her face flushed.

Xiaofeng pushed the door open with a bowl of porridge. He saw Biyao leaning against the bed and blushed. He thought she was sick. He didn't care about embarrassment. He put his hand on Biyao's forehead in three steps and said anxiously, "Biyao, are you sick?" Biyao felt the care from his sweetheart, and his heart was full of sweetness, "Brother Xiaofeng, I'm not sick, I'm just a little embarrassed." Zhuang Jing left, and now there was no obstacle between her and Xiaofeng, so she no longer had any scruples and dared to act coquettish with her sweetheart. Xiaofeng didn't dare to speak, but just picked up the bowl to feed the little girl to porridge. He carefully cooked this chicken soup porridge, which was added to it, which was added to it. No matter how good the porridge was, the little girl could not taste anything. She just ate it in her mouth, sweet.

Xiaofeng avoided her passionate and passionate eyes, wiped the little girl's mouth and said, "Biyao, you have a rest for a while, I'm outside, call me if you have something to do." Biyao quit. The little girl's eyes turned and said, "Brother Xiaofeng, I'm so cold, can you come up to sleep with me?" "Isn't there any heating in the room? Why is it cold?" "Is it just cold? Maybe it was too disrepair last night." In order to keep Xiaofeng, the little girl dared to say anything, she was generous and made Xiaofeng's big man's shameful face slightly red. Xiaofeng glared at her angrily, hesitated for a while, but took off her clothes and went to bed. The little girl threw herself into Xiaofeng's arms, picked up his hand and wrapped her waist, twisted her body, and found the most comfortable position and fell asleep.
Chapter completed!