Chapter 502

Since Qiao Xiyan lost Tang Jingci for the third time, he was preached by his father for more than two hours.

On the other side, Tang Jingci is also chatting with her father. She doesn't say anything about it. However, Qiao Wangbei greets her son in advance and admits that it's his son who did the wrong thing. She guarantees that it won't happen again.

So that he would not know in the future that something else would happen.

"... when he was a child, I knew that it was not a thing. It was the first time that I had said that it was no more than three things."

"Does he really have such a bad memory? Or selective forgetting! "

"When he took you out to play as a child, there were several accidents. I won't go to his house. You still cry!"

Tang Jingci reached out and rubbed his forehead. Yu Guang glanced at the time at the bottom right of the computer. His father has been criticizing Qiao Xiyan for more than half an hour. This point in M country is early in the morning. Is it so hot in the morning?

"I tell you, if he comes up with such a moth in the future, you'll cut him for me!"

"Give me a hard deal with him, just say I told you, this little bastard!"

Tang Jingci chuckled, "I know."

"If he dares to fight back, I will fly back to repair him, but I can't cure him..."

All night long.

*

When Tang Jingci got up for breakfast the next day, only Qiao Aiyun and the old lady were waiting on Mr. Yan.

When Mr. Yan saw Tang Jingci, he kept waving his little arm, which made him very excited.

"Come down, have something to eat." Qiao Aiyun didn't expect that Qiao Xiyan would lose the little girl again and again. Naturally speaking to her, she was more pleasant.

"Thank you." Tang Jingci was a bit jet lagged and puffed up, showing some mental distress.

The breakfast of the Yan family is similar to that of the ordinary family. They have porridge, egg cake, soybean milk and fried dough sticks

"I went out for morning exercise. I'll be right back. You eat first."

Although Qiao Aiyun said that, Tang Jingci didn't move. He just looked at Xiaoyan and picked up the gadget on one side to amuse him.

After a while, a sound of footsteps was approaching. He watched the three people come in. Qiao Wangbei obviously just went out for a walk. He didn't sweat at all. He was still holding a teacup in his hand. He was at ease.

Yan Wangchuan out of a sweat, face not red heart not jump and the living room people said hello, upstairs to take a bath.

Only josiyan walked at the end. He took off his coat and only wore a light white vest inside

Sweat soaked, translucent clothes close to the body, can clearly outline the muscle outline of his chest and abdomen, Rao is not able to see the whole picture

Also know that the texture is clear, strong and powerful.

Tang Jingci suddenly remembered that he hit him in his arms yesterday. He was hot and hard, and his fingers holding the toy were slightly hot.

Josiyan bent down to change shoes, back muscles spray, broad and strong shoulder muscles, relax

Her throat is a little astringent, with wide shoulders and narrow hips. Her muscles are smooth and obvious. Some foreign men's muscles are slightly exaggerated, but his are very beautiful.

In modern words, it is:

Straight and straight!

"Xiyan, why are you sweating so much?" Qiao Aiyun quickly called him upstairs, "take a bath and change clothes, don't catch a cold."

"Well." Qiao Xiyan passed by the side of Tangjing porcelain body, and the smell of sweat was accompanied by a slight undulating gasp.

Her heart was thumping and her ears were red.

Her father is not fat. He has a beer belly. He just wears clothes and hides well. In his mother's words, his belly seems to be pregnant, and the month is not small.

When the family went to the seaside and saw that he was naked, Tang Jing porcelain couldn't poke his eyes.

Qiao Xiyan went upstairs and didn't care about the abnormality of Tang Jingci. He was abused by his father and martial uncle in his morning exercise. Yan Wangchuan said directly, "young people are as weak as a little girl. After a few steps, they are out of breath. You're not as good as Fu Chen."

Yan Wangchuan's mouth is also poisonous. It's not worth his life. Qiao Xiyan let it go, but how can he compare Fu Chen with him? I can't bear it

Fall into a trap, run legs soreness in the morning.

His father is the best, standing at the highest point, commanding in the air, almost vomiting to death.

The man took a bath very quickly, and soon Yan Wangchuan and Qiao Xiyan went downstairs. Yan Wangchuan had changed his suit and was obviously going to work.

"Xiao Ci, what's your plan for today?" Joe looked north and asked.

"Just want to have a look, I downloaded all kinds of strategies from my mobile phone..." she just wanted to say that she could be alone and didn't need anyone to accompany her. Josiyan came directly.

"I'll be with you all day."

Originally, Qiao Wangbei had to go too. After all, he didn't think it was good. After all, there was a generation gap. Tang Jingci didn't like to play anything.

"No, I'll just walk by the sea..."

"Well, I'll go with you." Qiao Xiyan had nothing to do today, but he was ordered by his father to keep an eye on Tang Jingci.

Tang Jingci smiles, thinking about how to refuse her, Qiao Aiyun brings out a cup of milk white thing with strong fragrance and thick texture, and puts it directly in front of Qiao Xiyan.

"Aunt?"

"Your father said that you need to mend your brain recently. He asked me to make walnut juice to mend your brain. I also put some peanut seasoning. The taste is OK."

Tang Jingci looks at Qiao Xiyan's face, and his face is black. He can't help but smile and chew the egg cake, trying not to see him.

It was an hour after they left.

Tang Jingci really strolled around and took some photos in some special places.

Originally, she was going to take some scenery, because josiyan was there. Naturally, she wanted to go into the mirror and take some pictures as a memento. After thinking for a long time, she handed her her mobile phone.

"I'm not good at taking pictures." Josiyan said it straight.

"It doesn't matter. You can do whatever you want." Before going to a big building, Tang Jingci made a pose at will.

Josiyan glanced at her cell phone case.

In white on a blue background, it says "suddenly rich overnight". He is not an 18-year-old girl, and he loves daydreaming.

He held up his cell phone and took some pictures for her.

Tang Jingci was excited to check the photos. Most of them were high paste. Why did he focus on the building and make her face paste? This man

It's not that I can't take pictures, it's hand damage!

**

Cloud City on the other side

Song Feng gets up at about 7 p.m. to pick up his things. The visiting time is at 10 a.m. at noon, they have to catch a plane to return to Beijing.

"You don't need me?" Fu Shen raised his eyebrows.

"I'm very familiar with Yuncheng, just take a taxi." Song Fengwan refused to let him send him.

Fu Shen pursed his lips tightly. After a few seconds, he said, "I'll call a taxi for you."

Song Fengwan took a taxi to the prison in the south of Yuncheng with his things alone. It took him more than half a year to see song Jingren again. The prison guards said that he has been doing a good job in the past six months. He is not as frustrated as he was when he came in.

He was still thin, but his spirit was better than before.

"... I heard your mother had another baby?" Song Jingren talked to her, but his voice was still trembling.

"Well." Song Fengwan nodded.

"Oh..." Song Jingren looks a little suddenly, after a long time just red eyes asked, "is that family good to you?"

"Very good."

"That's good, that's good..." he repeated the three words, his fingers trembling slightly with emotion.

The visiting time is limited. When Song Feng came out late, the sun was blazing outside, making people warm.

Fu Chen had already called for her car. When she got out of the prison, she went straight to the dining room where they had lunch. When she got off the bus, several students came around.

"Take a look, thank you."

Song Fengwan nodded and took the leaflet. She was in a gymnasium. Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the man with the school badge of Yuncheng University pinned on his clothes, and her pupils shrank slightly.

I think of Jiang Fengya

Since the accident between Song Jingren and her adoptive father, she has disappeared completely in her life.

However, such an ambitious and eager person always feels strange when he quits her life circle.

But song Fengwan didn't have time to think about it. He put away the leaflet and went directly into the restaurant.

*

At noon, when the plane arrived in Beijing, it was already evening. Song Fengwan was tired and sleepy. He called the counselor to ask for leave and didn't go to study in the evening.

"Why don't you stay and sleep tonight?" Fu Chen has taken a bath and changed his clothes.

"I have homework to do. Please lend me your computer."

"Well."

Fu Chen helped her open the computer and input the password to her, while he sat aside, wiping his hair with a towel in one hand and looking at the mobile phone in the other.

The late Song Dynasty

When did the third elder brother of his family become a bowhead.

She is not used to Fu Chen's computer. While she operates it, she calls Hu Xinyue, and her mobile phone is hands-free.

"Late, when will you get to the dormitory? I'll pick you up! "

"I won't go back tonight, and I won't study in the evening. Last time I did the homework of the art history teacher, I remember shooting the homework requirements. I don't know how I lost them. What are the requirements?"

"According to the content of his class, write a random comment of more than 1000 words. I will send it back to you according to the specific format requirements."

"Good."

"Right..." just when she wanted to hang up, Hu Xinyue called her, "did you save the resources I sent you last time?"

"Ah?" Song Fengwan's fingers trembled, and a bunch of cheerleaders appeared in the word interface of the computer

"My resources have been harmonious. God damn it. You can send me another one."

"I..." song Fengwan subconsciously looked up at Fu Shen. He was staring at him with great interest, and laughing unfathomably.

"Hurry up, I'll wait for you."

Hu Xinyue said and hung up.

Song Fengwan wanted to cry. Hu Xinyue really

It killed her.

When she was about to cry, Fu Chen got up and went around behind her. He bent down and gently rubbed his chin against the corner of her shoulder. "Later... Send it to her."

"Third brother..."

Song Fengwan bowed his head in shame.

"Come on."

Song Fengwan can't help it. Fu Chen doesn't have the software in her computer. She just picks up her mobile phone to operate it. From time to time, she glances at the people on her side, feeling guilty.

"In fact, she sent it to me, but I didn't read it!"

"Yes..." Fu Chen's epilogue lengthened, deliberately hanging her.

Song Fengwan opened the Internet disk. He originally wanted to send it to Hu Xinyue, but his fingers were nervous and sweat. Instead of forwarding it, he opened the video directly

When some voices came out, Song Feng was so ashamed that he almost fainted.

The room was full of sweet girls.

The system will automatically prompt, and then the last time will continue to play

Look at this kind of thing, it's bold.

Peeking and lying. Good.

"What else do you want to say?" Fu Chen took her cell phone and turned off the video.

Song Fengwan almost wanted to cry. She raised her head slightly and tried to explain. She held her face in one hand. Fu Shen's eyes were dim, and the burning kiss fell on her lips, breathing intertwined.

He put his arms around her and gently moved them to hold her on the table. Song Fengwan trembled all over. The light smell of sandalwood on his body might be due to the bath. He was so hot that he made his head dizzy.

Yesterday, she was a little bit fierce. The little girl gave a cry and put her arms around his neck. Fu Chen stopped.

Four eyes are opposite, Fu Chen tightens her waist and presses the person hard in the bosom.

"Next time you look at the mess, I won't forgive you."

"I'll just look around and learn."

"Speak less and do more, learning is better than practice, you want to learn..." someone said in a dumb voice, "I will accompany you at any time."

Song Fengwan curled his toes shyly, and the sound of the urn answered.

And Hu Xinyue soon received the news.

Song Fengwan: my resources have also been harmonious

While song Fengwan was working on her homework, Fu Shen kept flipping her mobile phone. When she finished her work, she looked through her own Internet disk and read all the world famous works. The most terrible thing was

There are CET-4 and CET-6 must memorize vocabulary!

She may not have found a boyfriend, but a dad!