Chapter 221

Zhang Xiaoqiang constantly put forward his own requirements to He Wenbin, and He Wenbin did not object. What Zhang Xiaoqiang said is what he said. Finally, Zhang Xiaoqiang took out Wang Chong's relics from his pocket and said to He Wenbin, "his specifications should be the best, and he should be in the front. This is what all our living brothers owe him."

As soon as Zhang Xiaoqiang entered his villa, a strong sense of tiredness rushed to him. The little girl's mother prepared lunch and waited for Zhang Xiaoqiang to come back to eat. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't even look at it. He went to his bed and jumped up to know nothing.

Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes. His chest was stuffy, and he felt a little wet. The bright light outside the window came along the edge of the thick curtain with dark flowers and cloud patterns. He brightened the room with the light. Zhang Xiaoqiang bowed his head and saw a little girl lying on her chest, sleeping soundly, The saliva left by the little girl's mouth drops in her chest and accumulates into a small puddle.

A person beside her turned over. The movement of her turned over made Zhang Xiaoqiang find her existence. Yang Ke'er was shaggy with her hair and buried her head in the dark. Zhang Xiaoqiang carefully put the little girl who was sleeping like a pig on her side and slowly climbed up from the bed.

When he got under the bed, Zhang Xiaoqiang found that his military uniform was not known when he was taken off. He was wearing a pair of shorts, and the smoke and stains on his body were also wiped clean. There was a neat military uniform on the chair beside the bed, and the military boots on the chair were also polished.

Dressed neatly, Zhang Xiaoqiang goes to the living room. On the dining table in the living room, there are a table of delicacies. The most rare thing is that in addition to the spicy delicacies left by Zhang Xiaoqiang himself, there is a dish of fried vegetables and a basin of vegetable soup. Although the vegetables are kept for a long time and the color is dark, we can see that Zhang Xiaoqiang's stomach is like a fire burning.

Just as he sat on the edge of the table and picked up a pair of chopsticks to pick up the vegetables, Yuan Yi came out of the kitchen with a basin of steaming rice. She saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang had already begun to eat. She put the rice on the table and picked up a small bowl to fill it with rice.

Zhang Xiaoqiang swept away the dishes on the table with steaming rice. Looking at the empty rice basin, Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little embarrassed. He looked at Yuan Yi who kept giving him rice and said, "you haven't eaten yet, have you?"

Yuan Yi, who looks like a jasper from a family, smiles and shakes her head and says, "we've all eaten them. These things are specially prepared for you."

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the sky outside, but could not see whether it was in the morning or in the afternoon. He asked, "how many hours did I sleep?"

"You've been sleeping for two days. Qiaoyun woke up in the morning. Only you wake up now." Zhang Xiaoqiang is full of enlightenment. No wonder he is not hurt, but he can eat so much. It turns out that there is no secret injury, but his hunger for two days.

All of a sudden, Zhang Xiaoqiang finds that Yuan Yi is completely different from before. In the past, Yuan Yi is not limited to talking and laughing, and the whole person seems cold. Even after Zhang Xiaoqiang has had a relationship with her, Yuan Yi has never shown intimacy with him. After Yuan Yi recovers, Zhang Xiaoqiang is busy every day, except for bringing her some messy things, I don't have much time for her,

But today, Yuan Yi has been smiling twice. Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't know why she is so happy today. He thinks that Yuan Yi is dressed up and that she came out of the kitchen. His brain has been open for thousands of years.

"Did you cook today?" Zhang Xiaoqiang looks at Yuan Yi who is cleaning up the table and says.

Yuan Yi looks up at Zhang Xiaoqiang and nods. A blush spreads from her ears with transparent texture. Zhang Xiaoqiang looks at Yuan Yi who lowers her head again because of shyness and says, "well, no wonder I think today's food is very delicious."

In the middle of Zhang Xiaoqiang's words, Yuan Yi looks at Zhang Xiaoqiang with a red face, The two eyes are like black gems soaked in water. The crystal clear eyes like gems slowly float a trace of water mist, and the big soft eyes light a fire in Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stood up and held her in his arms, looking at those beautiful eyes with water waves. The big eyes with glass texture are a magic spring. She seemed to want to breathe in Zhang Xiaoqiang's soul. Zhang Xiaoqiang was intoxicated in those big eyes with misty water, clear and pure as a deep pool. He couldn't see enough, A warm fragrance like orchid and musk deer scattered on Zhang Xiaoqiang's face from Yuan Yi's lips.

Pink delicate lips is that gorgeous rose, in his eyes printed petals look like, looking at the delicate petals, his lips warm in that delicate and gorgeous rose.

Yuan Yi closed her eyes and raised her head slightly. Her smooth hair rippled in her ears like a weeping willow. She was held by Zhang Xiaoqiang in her arms and felt his long lost heart beat. The warm and wet air sprayed on her face was his breath, the faint smell of smoke, the breath of her soul. The familiar breath was on her lips with warm hot spots.Her heart was beating in her chest, and a strong dizziness was wandering in her brain. Yuan Yi felt that she had lost weight, and her whole body was light. She had an impulse to fly, but she couldn't give up his warm embrace in her heart, and she couldn't help stretching out her arms to hold him tightly. The feeling of holding him was so real, but with some illusions, She didn't know if she would let go.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is choked by Yuan Yi's hands around his waist, but his chest can feel her heart beating more clearly. He gently opens her rose like lips, and their noses collide. He knows her breath, and she also feels his.

Zhang Xiaoqiang feels that they seem to be integrated. His feeling is Yuan Yi's feeling. He slowly tastes the honey from Yuan Yi's mouth. At this moment, their hearts are connected, and their hearts are deeply loved.

Yuan Yi really felt that she was flying. She was held by him in her arms and walked towards her room. In his strong arms, Yuan Yi felt like a bird dancing in his palm. She closed her eyes and let him hold her. She didn't want anything. Her mind was empty. Zhang Xiaoqiang took her to the end of the world.

Zhang Xiaoqiang gently put Yuan Yi on the bed. He put it so carefully, just like Yuan Yi is a rare porcelain in the world. Looking at her sleeping beauty, Zhang Xiaoqiang gently stroked her delicate cheek, felt the softness of her hand, and could not help printing her lips again.

With the clothes falling at the foot of the bed, Yuan Yi's body is lined with jade, and her soft and fragrant skin is like snow. Then a strong cold fragrance pours on Zhang Xiaoqiang's nose. He leans down to cover Yuan Yi. Yuan Yi closes her eyes and waits for the coming storm. Although it's not the first time for her and Zhang Xiaogun, she is still shy, and her face is slowly flushed, With her pink face like jade, looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang's color heart, he doesn't want to wait any longer. Men are always impatient