Going forward to the top - 893 Spring is a little far

"I like... I like!" When she said this answer, Shi Yunxiang felt that all the strength in her body was exhausted. She gasped continuously, but her body couldn't help but look for support points backwards.

"If you like it, say it out, call it out, okay? I like to hear you scream... call it out! Cry it out as much as you like! Well..." He held up the rich land with force, Shi Dezheng held up his heroic and angry sword and ploughed the land with great courage.

Hearing Shi Dezheng's tempting voice, Shi Yunxiang sang it as if she was hypnotized. The graceful and beautiful singing sound was sometimes high and radical, sometimes crisp and smooth. With the force behind her, she supported the cabinet with her hands and was stunned to find that what was shaking in her mind at this time was actually the familiar young face.

In the living room, Dou Yifan's feet became weak and his lower abdomen was sore. He sat in a dangerous position, sitting on the sofa with his feet together and his feet moving, not daring to move. He wanted to drive out the singing sounds of his ears from the country like an old monk entering into meditation. Unfortunately, the demon was one foot taller and one foot taller. Even if his concentration was enough, he could not resist Shi Yunxiang's demonic sound through his ears.

From the beginning of the first note in the kitchen, Dou Yifan began to be absent-minded. He wanted to stand up and rush into the kitchen. He wanted to push away the man pressing on Shi Yunxiang. He wanted to say to the old man who was nearly fifty years old - Thank you for your hard work, let me do this kind of physical work!

Unfortunately, all this is just Dou Yifan's personal imagination. He would never do this with a hundred courages. Not to mention that the man and the woman in it are all in love, even if they are reluctant, what can Dou Yifan do? Should he have a hero to save the beauty and pull Shi Yunxiang over and put it under his crotch? This seems even more nonsense.

Just when Dou Yifan secretly resented that his hearing was too good, a more sensational sound rang in the kitchen. The extremely strong cabinet made a mournful complaint. After the man's majestic roar, everything returned to peace. Dou Yifan, who was not leaving or staying, had to close his eyes silently, as if he had just fallen asleep. However, when he closed his eyes, Dou Yifan seriously told himself that even if he starved to death, he would not be able to eat today's dumplings. Those dumplings may be covered with Shi Dezheng's 100 million descendants in minutes.

The sound of cleaning up the battlefield came from the kitchen. Dou Yifan bounced up from the sofa as if he was stabbed by a needle, and fled out of the living room door in three or two steps. He didn't plan to be caught by Shi Dezheng on the spot and eavesdropped on the corner. Although Shi Dezheng had performed a life in front of him more than once. But this time Dou Yifan had clearly heard Shi Yunxiang express his refusal and insistent requests softly. This made Dou Yifan feel inexplicably guilty. This was like the panic and struggle when Shi Yunxiang's bellyband fell silently in the studio that day.

Shi Dezheng walked out of the kitchen with satisfaction, holding Shi Yunxiang with a flushed and confused expression, but found that the young figure who was supposed to be waiting for his order in the living room had already disappeared without a trace. He looked around in surprise, but still did not see Dou Yifan.

"I'll get down! I'm really fine, really!" Shi Yunxiang, who was held on Shi Dezheng's chest, struggled to get down uneasyly, but was hugged tightly. She looked around for a moment, and then she breathed silently relieved without seeing the tall and strong figure. Today, the guilt that had been deliberately hidden for many years spread rapidly from the bottom of her heart again, making her feel that she couldn't see it.

"What's wrong? Are you shy? Haha, there is no one here, why are you shy?" Seeing Shi Yunxiang's face flushed and sweating profusely, Shi Dezheng couldn't help but tease her.

"I...I want to take a shower! I'll go upstairs first, and I'll get you dumplings later." Shi Yunxiang, who was a little ashamed of being said by Shi Dezheng, jumped out of his arms, pulled the nightgown on her body and ran to the stairwell in a panic.

"Don't run so fast! Wait for me!" Shi Dezheng laughed loudly, and quickly chased after him in a very comfortable mood.

"Mayor, your phone number!" Just as Shi Dezheng and Shi Yunxiang were joking with each other, Dou Yifan walked in from outside the living room door with his cell phone. Looking at Shi Dezheng with a radiant face, Dou Yifan had to bite the bullet and handed the phone over.

"Whose phone number?" Shi Dezheng gave Dou Yifan a cold look and asked in a low voice. At this time, there are not many people who dare to come forward to disturb him. Dou Yifan dared to take the risk to ask him to listen to the phone and explained this point.

"Deputy Prosecutor Zhang Like of the Province." When he heard Shi Dezheng ask a little unhappy, Dou Yifan's palm covering his phone tighter. He leaned over Shi Dezheng and replied in a low voice.

"Well! Hey, Lao Zhang! Why did you call at this time? Oh..." Understanding that this call is in the range that must be answered, Shi Dezheng's face relaxed for a moment, and he reached out to take the phone from Dou Yifan.

Dou Yifan stood silently, listening to Shi Dezheng chatting slowly with Zhang Like on the other end of the phone. He lowered his head and listened carefully, hoping to get some information the other party said on the phone from Shi Dezheng's words. However, what disappointed Dou Yifan was that Shi Dezheng, who was holding his cell phone, quickly stepped onto the stairs, and his voice slowly disappeared into the corridor.

Dou Yifan stood at the door of the living room with his fingers boredly, looking at the sunny sky outside. A cool breeze blew over, lifting the fallen leaves in the yard, circling in the yard for a long time, refusing to fall. Through the scattered dust and dead leaves, Dou Yifan couldn't help but squint his eyes and looked at the sun in the air, feeling a little depressed.

Time flies, and the hot summer has passed without realizing it, and the cold autumn is about to disappear, and the severe winter is coming. Yifeng Province is located in the southeast end of the Heavenly Dynasty, and the four seasons are like spring. The temperature difference here is not big, and the seasons change are not obvious, and there are often temperatures that make people feel illusory. Even in late December, the trees in Zhouning are still green as usual and the flowers are as beautiful as beauty. If it weren't for a cool breeze from time to time, people in Zhouning would think that this is the country where spring resides. However, winter is winter, lacking the vitality of spring, and it is more icy and cold.
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