Chapter 355

Yishui community

Shifang, with his packing box in his hand and sweating all over his head, stood at the door and knocked. For a long time, no one answered.

Song Fengwan closed military training, Fu Shen gave Qianjiang half a month's leave, he stood at the door, want to find someone to discuss, can't always stand at the door.

He hesitated for a moment and took out the key from his pocket. Fu Shen sent him out. In addition to buying food, he provided him with a key. Old lady Yan sent the house to let Miss Song come to stay on holiday.

How can it be a place where you two have an affair?

With all the keys, it's obvious that we are preparing for a long-term war.

It was overheated outside, but no one answered inside. After a long hesitation, Shifang opened the door.

He felt comfortable with the cold air.

But then

A strange sound came from a room.

"... it's painful. Take it easy." In the late Song Dynasty, the voice was intermittent and weak.

"Light and comfortable?" Fu Shen's voice was smiling.

"You're too heavy. You're trying to kill me. I can't get out of bed tonight." Then there was the voice of pain.

"Don't you mean not to go back? What are you doing out of bed? "

"Ah --" song Fengwan exclaimed.

……

Shifang was so scared.

What are these two doing, just after the military training?

Can miss song's small body bear it? Are you so miserable?

The Third Master of his family is really a beast. He laughs so much that he is a devil.

Shifang put things down and trembled to leave. At this time, the door opened.

"Who let you in?" Fu Chen leaned against the door and squinted at him.

Shifang turned and laughed bitterly, "Third Master..."

"Help me to the drugstore."

"I see. I'll go right away!" Ten sides laugh to please.

"Do you know what I want?"

Shifang laughs strangely. "I'm sure I know. It's just that. We're all adults..."

For a moment, Shifang felt that he was really a smart kid.

As soon as Fu Chen looked at his expression, he guessed that he was thinking awkwardly. With a cold smile, he said, "take a cream to remove blood stasis and detumescence. She has bruises on her legs."

"Three ye, you too..." ten square how tongue.

It's a beast. Its legs have been blackened by people. How strong is it.

"Third brother, if you press my back again, it's still a little sour." Song Fengwan suddenly called out.

Ten directions are confused, massage?

Fu Chen gave him a smile, "after shopping, you can go back. On the National Day this year, Qianjiang will continue to have a holiday. You will take his place and work overtime."

"No, Third Master, legal holiday, I..." Shifang wants to cry without tears.

MMP, it's so smart, it's all over the holiday.

**

Song Fengwan lies on the bed and makes a phone call to Hu Xinyue. The best thing about Beijing University is that it doesn't make ward rounds at night. Some colleges and universities may arrange the student union to check the students' home situation regularly.

Recently, she was too tired to relax. She fell asleep in bed and it was midnight when she woke up.

Night is deep, only a night light at the head of the bed, emitting a faint yellow light.

As soon as she tilted her head, she saw Fu Shen's sleeping face. She closed her eyes. She was a very gentle person, and now she had restrained all her arrogance.

Song Fengwan squints and laughs. She reaches over his face a little bit. Until her fingertips fall on his thin lips, she kisses him and covers his thin quilt. She gets up and looks for a quilt.

Because of her weak legs and fear of waking Fu Chen, she moved to the bedside carefully. Before getting out of bed, she suddenly stretched out a hand from behind and grasped her wrist.

"Where to?"

Song Fengwan's body is stiff. The next second, she feels the bed move. Fu Chen has got up and hugged her from behind. Her thin lips stick to her ears. Her voice is hoarse.

"You've made a response there."

Boom, blood surge, song Fengwan's face flushed because of shyness.

The air conditioning was cold and gusty, and his chest was burning hot, sticking to her back, as if to melt her skin, and his breath fell on her neck, like hot lava.

A little spark can cause landslides.

Song Fengwan subconsciously wants to break free, but Fu Chen can't help her. With the help of her fingers, she drags her whole body back to the bed, and the shadow presses on, trapping her firmly under herself.

Because of the military training, she is much thinner. She has a slim neck, a beautiful clavicle, and even her arms are thin

At the moment, she is shy and anxious, like a rabbit at a loss. She wants to be bullied by others.

"Get out of the way, I'm in pain." Song Fengwan didn't dare to move. He reached out and pushed him.

"You let go? I don't have a name? " Fu Chen chuckles.

"Three..." as soon as she opened her mouth, Fu Chen couldn't wait to stick it up, licking and biting. Her whole body was as numb as a little bit, and her breathing became heavy.

Song Fengwan could feel the change of Fu Shen's body. He didn't dare to move, let alone touch him.

Her consciousness was a little vague, but his kiss gradually fell down on the clavicle of her neck, which made her body soft and soft.

be utterly routed.

Fu Chen kneaded his fingers down to the sore part of her thigh, which made her exhale in pain

He buried his head in her neck, exhaled a foul breath, straightened up, pulled the quilt on her, and spun into the bathroom.

After a long time did not see him out, Song Feng sat cross legged on the bed, joking, "third brother, do you need my help?"

She just casually said, did not expect someone really out.

……

afterwards

She stood by the sink washing her hands. Her ears were red and her wrists were sore.

Originally, it was just leg pain. Now it's OK. All the limbs are aching.

Fu Shen's heavy breathing seemed to be still beside her ears, panting low and dumb. She even saw the hot sweat rolling from his neck rubbing against her face

It's hot, it's hot.

The more you think about it, the faster your heart beats.

**

When song Fengwan came back to bed, Fu Chen was leaning against the head of the bed to look at her mobile phone. When she saw it, she patted the side of her body with a smile.

After she went to bed, she was wrapped in a quilt and shy of meeting people.

After sleeping until seven o'clock, Fu Chen had bought breakfast and said, "I'll take you back to school."

At nine o'clock, Jingcheng University will hold a meeting for all freshmen. No one can be absent without reason.

Song Feng arrived at the dormitory late at 8:15, except Wu Yuxin, the other two were there.

"Late, late, where did you go last night?" Miao Yating is suspicious.

"To a relative's house." Song Feng coughed twice in the evening.

Hu Xinyue saw that her mouth was red and swollen, and laughed at her strangely.

The three arrive at the auditorium and find their own positions according to the college class. The appearance of song Fengwan has also caused quite a stir. Wu Yuxin, who is sitting not far away, is surrounded by several people. Watching everyone's eyes attracted by song Fengwan, he grabs the fingers of his mobile phone and tightens them tightly.

At the end of a military training, everyone was Tan and thin, but Song Feng was as white as he was when he entered school. After one night, his face was ruddy, his hair was long, and he was supple. Today, he was wearing a long skirt, soft and simple.

"Yuxin, is song Fengwan living in a dormitory with you? The number one in our hospital. "

"You have a dormitory, so you must know her phone number?" The boys in the design class came close.

Wu Yuxin smiles, "she doesn't like contact with people very much. It's not convenient for me to call her to you."

Song Fengwan really has an indescribable aura. It's hard to get close to him like a flower of kaolin. Many boys only dare to look at it and dare not talk to him in the past.

At half past eight, all the students took their seats. At nine o'clock, the leader of the school arrived late. In the auditorium, he suddenly remembered the warm cheers. As soon as song Fengwan looked up, he saw Duan Linbai in a white suit sitting on the rostrum.

The seating arrangements were very particular, and the people also declined on the stage.

Duan Lin Bai studied classical music and studied in the Music Department of Peking University. He was an outstanding alumnus. Every year, the school invited him to attend the freshmen's meeting and give a speech to the freshmen. He refused in previous years and agreed this year.

He sat beside the headmaster, picked up the tea cup, drank tea slowly, and interacted with the students from time to time.

"Late, Duan Linbai, my mother, Jingda is sure to be a bull. He can invite you." Hu Xinyue keeps taking pictures with her mobile phone. Unfortunately, the art academy is located in a remote place and can't take good pictures.

Duan Linbai looked at the crowd, and soon found the position of song Fengwan.

Because somebody's so white.

He was holding a teacup and chatting with the school leaders, his eyes were decent and modest.

The Song Dynasty is full of wind.

It seems that she saw Duan Linbai wearing a suit for the first time. She took a picture and sent it to Fu Shen.

Fu Shen squints, suit, white? There's a colorful tie around the neck.

He only answered eight words.

A man in a dog's shoes

Song Fengwan laughs. Is it really good to describe his friend like this?