It’s been a long time since so many people have gathered together in the old house, and it’s been a long time since there were so many laughters. I went to the UK for eight years, and although I occasionally came back to Hong Kong for vacation and entertainment, Weng Meiling, during these eight years,
It was the first time I stepped into the old house of the Feng family. The decades-old house has already become mottled.
It is dilapidated. After being renovated by Feng Yifeng, it still looks quite historical. However, it has not remained unchanged in the past eight years. Shek Kip Mei has begun to develop, and there are many fewer shacks around it, replaced by novel buildings.
High-rise apartments, and some luxurious residences built for those who prefer cleanliness.
Walking into the house where Feng Yifeng and I have lived together for several years again, it is filled with many beautiful memories of Weng Meiling. There is the small garden where she played with Feng Yifeng, the small attic that she loved and was most afraid of going into, and how many times she slept in it.
Years, the room has not changed yet
.Especially in the room, the furnishings are still the same as when she left. Over the years, except for Aunt Xia who insists on cleaning every day, all the furnishings have not changed at all. On the desk are photos of her in school uniform when she was studying.
Intimate photos taken with Feng Yifeng.
Aunt Xia and Wenxiu had been waiting outside the door for a long time, watching the car drive up to them. Before Weng Meiling opened the door, Aunt Xia couldn't wait and ran over. "Oh! My little princess, she almost looks like Aunt Xia."
Got it. Come on, let me take a good look, she's become a big girl." Excited Aunt Xia grabbed Weng Meiling who had just stepped out of the car, and carefully looked at the little girl who pleased her the most before. Now she has become a big girl.
She grew up to be a beautiful girl.
"Aunt Xia..., I miss you so much!" Eight years, eight years later, Aunt Xia has become much older, with more wrinkles on her forehead and corners of her eyes, and there are more white hairs on the temples than black hairs.
.
"You are a girl who can make Aunt Xia happy. Why don't you come back to see me if you are worried about Aunt Xia? But the little girl who used to like to follow the young master has finally grown up and can get married and have children."
Aunt Xia's words made Weng Meiling's face turn red. "Aunt Xia, you are so bad."
"Haha, Aunt Xia is right. You and the young master are a couple. They have been childhood sweethearts since childhood. Now that you have grown up, getting married and having children is very common. I don't want to talk about me anymore. Even the master and the others are looking forward to it.
Looking forward to the arrival of this day.”
Aunt Xia didn't notice at all that what she just said made Weng Meiling feel embarrassed and happy. However, Wenxiu's face next to her was not so good-looking. She just forced a smile and didn't want to show anything strange in front of Feng Yifeng and Weng Meiling.
Walking into the old house, I saw that the environment had not changed much. Ruan Long, Ruan Xiongwen, Mu Chen and the others, and Weng Meiling were already standing there. They all walked over to say hello to him one by one. Although Ruan Long and the others were in the Feng family
His identity is just a bodyguard, but everyone in the Feng family, including people from the Weng family,
No one has ever treated them as outsiders. After living together for more than ten years, they have become as close as a family. Weng Meiling also regards them as her brothers and relatives, and never regards herself as her future hostess.
, although everyone has already accepted her identity by default.
Aunt Xia worked very hard today. She got up early in the morning and personally took several servants to the market. She wanted to choose the fresh seafood that her daughter liked to eat most, and she also had to cook it herself. When Feng Yifeng drove to pick up Weng Meiling,
She had already started cooking with Wenxiu. She tried her best to cook all the dishes for tonight before they came back.
When Weng Meiling walked into the dining room, she was immediately greeted by the aroma that hit her nostrils. The dining table was filled with all her favorite delicacies, including fresh abalone, sea shrimp, croaker, moray eels, and clams.
There are stars in her eyes. Weng Meiling is not picky about food and can eat anything, but her favorite is seafood, especially the lively and fresh seafood.
"Aunt Xia, you are so kind. It hurts me the most. They are all my favorite dishes." I couldn't help but be excited. I hugged Aunt Xia and kissed her on the face, which made Aunt Xia smile and her wrinkles suddenly reduced.
A lot.
"I didn't cook these dishes alone. Girl Wenxiu also helped. She knows that you like to eat fresh food, so she suggested buying those fresh abalone and large shrimps."
"Thank you! Sister Wenxiu." This is the first time Weng Meiling talks to Wenxiu after entering the house. But she has such a childish personality, and Wenxiu will not care about it, otherwise it will make things difficult for Feng Yifeng.
"As long as you like it. I still remember that every time you ate shrimp, you would fight for it. Even Afeng couldn't snatch it from you." Wen Xiu's generosity made Feng Yifeng, who was following behind, secretly nod.
Eat and drink, Zeng Zhiwei's share is never missing. This guy always arrives at the last moment. With his short legs, he runs in hastily, without having a clear look at the people present.
, and shouted loudly: "Dinner is ready? Don't be polite! You don't have to wait for me, I'm a very casual person."
"Why is it that every time I ask you to come for dinner, you are always the last one to arrive. If Nannan hadn't said to wait for you, we would have finished eating long ago, and it would be enough for you to wash the dishes." He scolded Zeng Zhiwei angrily. This is what this person is like.
, no consciousness at all.
"I almost forgot if you didn't tell me. Little girl, come back, hurry up and let me take a good look at you to see if you are beautiful anymore." Zeng Zhiwei's little eyes scanned the crowd, and it was easy to see one showing cute little rabbit teeth.
The girl looked at him with a smile. "Haha! I really can't believe that when a girl changes her age, the older she gets, the cuter she becomes."
Weng Meiling also stood up and hugged Zeng Zhiwei. This fat man who loved to make her laugh when she was a child has not changed much in appearance and is still funny. "I have grown up, but you haven't changed at all."
, you still look like this in eight years?"
"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed except for Zeng Zhiwei's dark face. But it's not to blame Weng Meiling. Over the past few years, Zeng Zhiwei really hasn't changed much, including of course his height.
"Damn girl, you are getting more and more unruly. Don't you know that I have a standard figure? Can your little brother Fengzi have a figure like mine?"
"Pick, if everyone had a standard figure like yours, then the streets would be full of handsome men and beauties. Stop being narcissistic and sit down to eat quickly, otherwise Aunt Fei Xia's hard work today will be in vain."
At the dinner table, Weng Meiling talked the most. In her clear and sweet voice, she kept talking about her life in the UK in the past few years, as well as the joy of studying and working. Feng Yifeng basically knew these, but he did not interrupt.
She just looked at it with a smile. On the contrary, Aunt Xia kept asking questions. When she heard that the weather in London was not only cold, but also surrounded by heavy fog from time to time, she was concerned and asked if she would be used to it.
The time after dinner is the most leisurely. I walked with Weng Meiling on the quiet streets of Shek Kip Mei. A few decades ago, this was an area of wooden houses and shanty towns, and many refugees who fled the civil war came here.
When they came to Hong Kong, in order to resettle them, the Hong Kong government designated several places in the suburbs of Hong Kong for them to settle temporarily, and Shek Kip Mei was one of them.
However, as the Japanese invaded and occupied Hong Kong, many people were arrested and taken away to do hard labor, and the wooden house area became deserted again. It was not until the Civil War between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party of China after the Second Chongqing that the area once again became a paradise for refugees. In the past ten years, with the rapid development of Kowloon and Yau Tsim,
With the prosperity, Shek Kip Mei has also been developed, many residents living here have moved out, and developers have built high-rise buildings on the land.
Looking at the unfamiliar yet familiar environment, Weng Meiling couldn't help but say: "The times are developing, and both the environment and the people are constantly changing. I just don't know what this place will look like in a few years."
"Yes, the environment here will become more and more beautiful, and the people who live here will no longer be the poor people who lived without food. But this is not a bad thing. It proves that people's lives are better and they make more money."
"I'm tired today, go back early! You have to take me to have some fun tomorrow, just you and me." Leaning on Feng Yifeng's chest, Weng Meiling felt weak all over, and the bones in her body seemed to have been pulled away.
In Feng Yifeng's room, two naked bodies were tumbling. Feng Yifeng was sweating profusely, sprinting on Weng Meiling's body endlessly, as if he was going to smash her into pieces. The two balls of beautiful flesh on his chest were also
They were squeezed together by him, which was very exciting and sultry. The sound of "papa" was extremely pleasant, and it kept coming from their colliding bodies.
It was in this room that they secretly ate the forbidden fruit and completed the first experience in their lives. It was here that Weng Meiling dedicated everything to this man, including her body and mind. She knew that she could not live without this man.
Since the day she left him years ago, he would appear in Weng Meiling's dreams every night in London. Once upon a time, Weng Meiling thought about going to the United States to find him without hesitation, and stay by his side forever, never going anywhere.
After the madness, Feng Yifeng's hands wrapped around Weng Meiling's waist, letting her lie completely in his arms, leaning her soft little face lightly on her shoulders, reaching out along the slender and smooth back to touch the softness of the skin. Her whole body was revealed.
With an aura of purity, femininity and mischief, in Feng Yifeng's mind, she is as pure and spotless as a lovely angel.
Weng Meiling shyly nestled in Feng Yifeng's soft arms, her rosy mouth slightly open as she breathed out hot breath, her eyes completely closed, enjoying the ecstasy that had just brought her. "Husband, do you want to stay here?
As Hong Kong develops, will we no longer return to the United States?"
He rubbed his forehead against her face, grabbed her little hand and played with it carefully, saying, "I have this idea. The United States is not bad, and the company is on the right track. I don't need to be there all day, so I think
Come back and develop.”
"Then let me come back to Hong Kong, okay? I don't want to be separated from you anymore." He opened his eyes wide and looked at Feng Yifeng charmingly, trying to get his support.
"Are you coming back? Why are you coming back? You didn't do a good job in Charles Design Studio. Why do you suddenly have such an idea?" he asked in confusion.
Weng Meiling muttered: "It's not that I don't want to be separated from you, I want to be by your side all the time. There are also many design studios in Hong Kong. I can find one here to continue my work. Do you think it's okay?"
"Have you forgotten? I said, I will support you in whatever you do, as long as you like it." He hugged Weng Meiling gently, bringing her closer to him.
"Husband, you are so good to me!" He hugged Feng Yifeng's neck tightly and pressed his mouth hard. The two kissed again, and it took a long time before they separated.
He touched her little face and said, "You are my wife. If I am not good to you, who else should I be good to?" While kissing Weng Meiling's earlobe, he stretched his hand towards her body. His fingers touched her plump body and came to the smooth
her lower abdomen, rubbing it a few times with her fingertips, and immediately her
There was a tremor of excitement in her body. Weng Meiling hummed softly and opened her legs slightly as if to encourage her. Feeling her acquiescence, she moved her body closer. Maybe this was the depression in the dark night, but her movements were rough.
Extremely crazy, leaving behind a thrilling fragment.
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