"Brother Yimin, I call you brother, but you talk like this. How can a brother push a sister like this? Moreover, men are selfish. I, I am yours, so you are like that
I’m willing to give it up.”
Yang Yimin knew that his joke had touched the bottom line, and immediately said: "Wenwen, I made you angry on purpose. Don't be angry. How can I let it go?"
"Really reluctant to give up?"
"real."
"Then stay with me tonight, okay?"
"No, definitely not, Wenwen, I told you about this, you have to obey."
Yang Yimin was about to continue talking when the phone rang. He was secretly happy that the call came in time. He saw that it was from Officer Feng, so he said to Ye Wenwen: "Look, something happened again. I have to go. Wenwen, you can make your own arrangements."
Bar."
Yang Yimin turned off the computer and walked out. Ye Wenwen helped tidy up, closed the door and walked towards the dormitory, while Yang Yimin took the phone and walked towards the school gate.
"Principal Yang, why don't you speak?" Officer Feng originally wanted to hear Yang Yimin speak, but after the call was connected, it was not convenient for Yang Yimin to speak, so he remained silent.
"It was you who made the call, so you should speak first, and ladies first."
"Go, I haven't heard of women being given priority on the phone. Are you free?"
"That's almost it. What's the matter?"
"Don't you want to eat the midnight snack I cooked? I don't know how many you can eat, so I ask."
Yang Yimin's heart was filled with excitement. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he was worried. With Feng Bihua, he relaxed instead, but safety came first. This was what he kept reminding himself, and at Feng Bihua's house, he felt a little guilty.
"I'll eat as many as you want, and we'll share half of each one. That's fun. But, Bihua, I'm afraid that I won't feel comfortable eating my late-night snack. What should I do if I get beaten out?"
"Don't worry at home, you will definitely have a good late-night snack. Yimin, I'm going to put some food in the pot. You have to eat it quickly."
Yang Yimin always wanted to be with Feng Bihua and be gentle with her before she came to the city. He wanted to invite her to dinner several times but felt it was inappropriate. Feng Bihua chose the right time today, and it was for late night snacks. She guessed that he would also
It's time to eat.
Yang Yimin quickened his pace and paid a little attention to his surroundings. It was already dark and the night lights were dim, but he still took a detour through another slightly remote street, arrived at the door of Feng Bihua's house, and knocked on the door.
Feng Bihua opened the door gently and let Yang Yimin in. As soon as he entered, Officer Feng bent down to get him slippers. Yang Yimin noticed that she was wearing a pink V-neck tulle top, with a bra looming inside, and a short skirt on her lower body, which was white and slender.
The legs give people the urge to look inward.
At this time, Yang Yimin stared straight at the fullness that could not be wrapped in the clothes. Feng Bihua raised his head and said: "Yimin, change your shoes."
Seeing Yang Yimin's eyes, Feng Bihua blushed, her eyes were as tender as water, and she hit him coquettishly, "Pervert, change your shoes."
Yang Yimin didn't bend down, he just took off his shoes and held Feng Bihua's hand, who was already standing, "Bihua, your supper is so beautiful."
"Go, the supper is in the pot," she suddenly remembered, "Quick, I'm going to the kitchen." She ran towards the kitchen quickly.
Yang Yimin put on his slippers and hurried to the kitchen, "Let me see what kind of midnight snack you have cooked for me."
The dumplings cooked in the pot were very fragrant. Feng Bihua had just turned down the heat. She said that if the heat was too high, they would spoil it. Yang Yimin hugged Feng Bihua from behind and asked, "Did you buy these dumplings in the supermarket?"
"Where is it? I bought the meat, mushrooms and other things myself, and made the noodles myself. Yimin, I'm leaving. I want to cook a delicious meal for you. I must cook it myself.
of."
Yang Yimin put his hand into Feng Bihua's clothes, gently held Feng Bihua, and kissed Feng Bihua. He was very moved and said, "Thank you, Bihua."
Feng Bihua turned around and kissed him passionately. Yang Yimin lifted up his short skirt with one hand and pinched Feng Bihua's round buttocks. Feng Bihua moved her body sensitively and said, "Go aside, don't disturb me, sit still."
It's at the dining table, I'll bring it over right away."
The dumplings made by Feng Bihua were delicious. Yang Yimin tasted one and was full of praise. He suddenly said: "Bihua, didn't I just say that each of us should eat together?"
"Eat quickly, there is gravy in the dumplings, don't think too much."
Yang Yimin ate a few but stopped eating. Feng Bihua asked: "What's wrong? It doesn't taste good?"
"No, I just ate. I ate too much. It will be inconvenient for me to exercise later."
Feng Bihua smiled and said: "Yang Yimin, you really know how to think."
"Let's do this, you can eat less, leave it there, and eat it again when you're hungry at night."
"Yimin, can you not go back tonight?"
Yang Yimin thought for a while and said, "Let's leave later. It's best to go back."
Feng Bihua didn't say anything, and quickly put away the dishes and chopsticks, ran to the bathroom and stayed there for a long time before coming out. Yang Yimin asked: "Why did you go in for so long?"
"Don't worry, go rinse your mouth quickly."
Yang Yimin rinsed his mouth and walked out of the bathroom. He didn't see Feng Bihua. When he came to the bedroom, he saw that Feng Bihua had changed into pajamas. He quickly went over to hug her and put her on the bed.
When Yang Yimin ended the battle in the charge, he said: "Bihua, you are like a white-bone demon. Once you are entangled, you will never be able to escape."
"You want to escape?" Feng Bihua nestled in his arms and looked at him.
"I just don't want to run away, but I'm scared. I still have to go and learn from it." Yang Yimin said with a smile. He wanted to say that after he and Li Yan got together in the future, they would definitely break off their relationship, but this was not the time.
Knowing the dangerous relationship between the two, Feng Bihua was a little worried and said: "Yimin, don't worry, I won't affect you. You want to learn from it, don't be burdened, and I will support you."
Looking at the time, it was already half past nine in the evening. Yang Yimin seemed to have another impulse. He reached into Feng Bihua's mysterious area. Feng Bihua slapped his hand and said, "Pervert."
But she still saw Yang Yimin's firmness out of the corner of her eye. Yang Yimin held her in his arms and kissed her. The two of them got under the covers again. They exchanged movements and the passion continued.
But the phone rang, and it was Feng Bihua's. She took the phone from the bedside and made a quiet gesture. Yang Yimin ignored it and continued his exercise. Feng Bihua said to the phone: "Director Zhu, are you okay?"
After listening for a while, Feng Bihua said reluctantly: "Okay, I'll go right away."
Putting down the phone, Feng Bihua said: "Yimin, I can't help it. There's a quarrel. I have to go out."
"Who is ruining our good deeds?"
"Yimin, it's strange. It's said that Principal Li from the elementary school, his brother, and his nephew drank too much, and they got into a quarrel over something unknown."
Yang Yimin immediately understood the reason and said: "Leave him alone, let's continue."
"Yimin, no, I have to arrive within ten minutes. Get up quickly. Otherwise, you can stay here. I'll go and see you and be right back. I'll make up for you." Feng Bihua pushed him away and quickly got dressed.