Second marriage husband is not reserved

"I said, will you tell on?" Zhou Feng stretched out his hand and supported it on the wall behind him, imprisoned her in his arms, and did not allow her to escape from the small space in front of him.

"Do you think I won't?" Chen Xue raised her eyes and looked provocatively at the man with his arm on his ear. Her slender fingers gently hooked the button of the man's collar.

Slender white fingers gently brushed his neck.

It looks like the intimacy between lovers, but only the two people standing know that every stroke just touched is an artery on a man's neck.

Her fingernails were as sharp as a blade, as if they could cut off his artery and then shed gorgeous blood.

But Zhou Feng didn't avoid it and let his fingers gently touch his neck.

It seemed that he trusted her and handed over his life to her.

"I believe you." Zhou Feng gently picked up her lower jaw and saw that the thin lips were about to be printed with the plump lips.

As soon as Chen Xuemei's color coagulated, she suddenly stretched out her hand and directly pushed away Zhou Feng's body.

She did a back somersault and directly turned down from the bamboo building. Zhou Feng took two steps forward and leaned over to look down.

He saw Chen Xue's black hair flying, and his green long shirt was blown up by the wind. He was looking up at him. His eyes were black and bright, but he looked at him with a cold momentum. He was not embarrassed at all. Of course, he was not angry at all.

It seems that the action just now is nothing to her.

Suddenly, Zhou Feng felt very angry.

That anger, I don't know where it came from, was like the boundless wildfire falling on the grass and began to start a prairie fire at once.

He pinched the railing and looked at her with his head down: "if you don't kiss me, do you want to kiss Ling Jingfan or Riley?"

Chen Xue tilted her head with an expression of "what are you talking about?".

"Zhou Feng, be pure. Don't be so dirty. I'm only eighteen."

Chen Xue smiled: "I don't want to find a boyfriend for the time being."

Zhou Feng was stunned. Then he covered his mouth and smiled low. Gradually, he laughed louder and louder. Finally, he laughed back and forth. He looked a little crazy. Chen Xue looked puzzled and looked at him with his hands around his chest.

"So, my ah Xue, do you say so much to wait for me?"

Chen Xuedun glanced at him with a shocked look on his face: "Zhou Feng, you don't see how old you are. It's good to talk to me like this. Are you old or disrespectful?"

Zhou Feng was stunned.

The smile on his face is darkened.

Yes, he is nearly a round older than Chen Xue, and has entered the golden age of men, but Chen Xue is only 18 years old. He still remembers that at that time, when the teacher brought Chen Xue back to the base, he reached out to take Chen Xue from the teacher's arms, so small and soft.

Now, Chen Xue, who has grown into a big girl, is different.

"Forget it, if you have nothing to do, just stay in the bamboo building. Don't go out. Besides, don't get in touch with the children in the stockade. They are not the children in the base."

With that, Zhou Feng left in a little embarrassment.

Chen xueruo looked thoughtfully at his farther and farther back, pursed her lips, stretched out her hand, grabbed a pillar picked out next to him, turned over and went directly to the balcony upstairs.

That's where Zhou Feng just stood.

Chen Xue glanced at the comb in her hand and didn't know when it was broken in two. Only then did she realize that maybe she was not as calm as she thought.

She took a breath and exhaled slowly.

There was no expression on his face, so he turned directly and entered the room.

Just as her hair was dry, she simply opened the quilt and lay in. Just before lying in, she couldn't help getting up and locking the doors and windows. Although she knew that Zhou Feng wouldn't attack her in the middle of the night, today's Zhou Feng made her feel a little terrible.

If Zhou Feng is really crazy and attacks her in the middle of the night, although they have equal force, this is Zhou Feng's territory after all.

She must not be able to fight Zhou Feng.

With the door and window blocking, at least, she can make preparations.

Although I slept, I made a decision secretly in my heart.

After thoroughly exploring the distribution of those poppy fields these days, go back quickly. Who knows when Zhou Feng will go crazy.

And that's how it looks.

Chen Xue always feels that Zhou Feng will go crazy anytime and anywhere.

His smile was too abnormal before.

Thinking of this, Chen Xue couldn't help shaking. The whole person couldn't help shrinking into the quilt.

Zhou Feng returned to his bamboo building. Uncle camel had already left. Zhou Feng directly went back to the room, took off his clothes, went into the bathroom, stretched out his hand to open the shower, let the warm water spray on his face, and cleaned up the upset in his mind.

"Ah Xue..." he narrowed his eyes and whispered. After all, he sighed and let himself hold his desire.

Returning to this familiar home again, I feel like a separated world.

Zhao Xiaomeng followed his mother into the house. She was wearing a thick windbreaker. Her face was pale and bloodless. She looked haggard as if she had just recovered from a serious illness. The hand that cut her pulse was wrapped in gauze and shrank in her sleeve. From the side, it could not be seen that the hand had been hurt.

Walking into the house, Zhao Xiaopeng also came out with a bad face.

Zhao Dezhu has been living in the military region these days and went to receive Mr. Duan.

Zhao Xiaopeng was at home alone. When he saw Yu Hongli holding Zhao Xiaomeng in, he immediately brightened his eyes and came lazily. He opened his mouth and asked, "Mom, you're finally back. Hurry up and cook. I'm starving. I have to eat and vomit when I eat takeout these days."

"You child, won't you have noodles next? If you eat takeout every day, is the takeout clean?" Yu Hongli spoiled Zhao Xiaopeng unconditionally. When she heard Zhao Xiaopeng shouting hungry, she quickly loosened Zhao Xiaomeng's arm. Zhao Xiaomeng was suddenly staggered by this sudden move.

It's easy to stabilize her body. I heard Yu Hongli say in a spoiled and gentle voice, "wait, mom makes delicious food for you, so do you. Go out to eat if you have nothing."

"I don't want to go out to eat. I'm in great trouble."

Yu Hongli sighed, "you're so troublesome. What can you do when you go to work?"

Zhao Xiaopeng yawned and didn't care: "what can I do? Let my father find me an office in that idle unit. Now who goes out to work hard to find a job?"

"What are you talking about?" Yu Hongli said angrily, but there was no retort in that tone.

She probably thinks so.

Zhao Xiaomeng sat on the sofa and looked at the scene of mother's kindness and son's filial piety in the kitchen.

Ironically hooked his lips.

When she said this to Yu Hongli, how did Yu Hongli answer?

She said: "Why are young people so unpromising? Qingshui yamen is a pension unit for those who are old, have staffing, can't retire, and can't afford it. What are you doing there, a college student who graduated from 985 famous university? Your parents give you so much money and let you come to Qingshui yamen for happiness?"

Now Zhao Xiaopeng is in favor and no longer opposed.

Although he had long known how eccentric the parents were, when the bright contrast was in front of him, Zhao Xiaomeng suddenly found that his proud endurance was not so strong.

She wanted to cry, scream and question loudly.

For what? Why?

Why did Xiaopeng follow her parents when she was a child? She had to follow her grandmother in her hometown. She wanted a stable job for whatever reason. She just didn't aspire. Xiaopeng became a matter of course. Why, why.

Zhao Xiaomeng's fingers shrunk tightly.

She glared at the mother and son in the kitchen.

The bottom of my heart is shouting hatred and anger.

If she grew up with her parents, rather than with her son preference grandmother, she would be as cheerful as Xiaopeng, rather than like now. She didn't even know how to speak. She worked hard to read in order to let the parents see her and solve her from her grandmother.

However, when he really came to them, Zhao Xiaomeng found that people are different.

Some people, even if you become excellent, those who don't care about you will not fall on you.

Zhao Xiaopeng reached out and pulled out an apple from the fruit basket: "Oh, this snake fruit is good. It looks delicious."

"Xiao Peng, your sister likes to eat snake fruit. Cut one for your sister."

"No, there's only one left."

Zhao Xiaopeng shrugged indifferently: "I like to eat, too. Why do you think of my sister? Besides, I'm starving."

"Then eat first and wait for mom to buy it tomorrow."

Yu Hongli's heart softened when she looked at her son's pitiful appearance.

Directly let Zhao Xiaopeng eat the snake fruit first.

Zhao Xiaopeng smiled and bit the snake fruit. The sweet juice went into his stomach. He was in a better mood.

"Pa -"

Suddenly, Zhao Xiaopeng only felt a sudden pain in the back of his hand, and the snake fruit in his hand flew out of control.

Finally, he hit the ground directly and rolled several times before hitting the cabinet and stopping.

"Zhao Xiaomeng, are you crazy? What do you mean?" Zhao Xiaopeng was stunned at first, and then saw Zhao Xiaomeng standing beside him with an unpredictable expression on his face.

The empty coat covered the body, and the already thin look looked even more haggard.

It's like a lifeless skeleton.

Her dark eyes looked at Zhao Xiaopeng faintly. Without saying a word, she turned and walked out directly.

When did Zhao Xiaopeng eat this kind of gas from childhood to childhood.

He grabbed the collar of Zhao Xiaomeng's coat, dragged her to the side of the snake fruit, pointed to the snake fruit on the ground and said, "pick it up for me."