Chapter 122

"Brother Xiaofei, great!" Hearing that Han Fei rented Bingfeng cold drink restaurant, Zhang excitedly and Shen Yanzhong excitedly knocked on the table, "there are so many beautiful women beside Normal University. After that, I don't eat every day. I'm full of beautiful women."

"Is it true?" Zhou Wanrong's excited tears are about to flow out. This news is too important to her. With a physical store, Zhou Wanrong doesn't have to find a job for a year and a half. With Han Fei, Zhou Wanrong is reassured. Zhou Wanrong doesn't care much about earning more or less, as long as she can spend enough for her son.

"Really!" Chen Qiaoqiao sat next to Zhou Wanrong, took Zhou Wanrong's arm and said, "you can work in the store at ease, and you will have no problem drinking hot food in the future. Han Fei is young. Sometimes it's easy to mess around. I'm not around him. I hope sister Wanrong can manage him like her own brother and be strict with him. If he provokes girls indiscriminately, you should tell me at the first time. "

"Yes!" Zhou Wanrong nodded. Clapping Chen Qiaoqiao's small hand, he said, "you are all good people. You must be able to do great things in the future. It's my blessing and Xiaobin's blessing to meet you. Don't worry, Han Fei, if you mess with girls, I'll tell you! My sister came here and understood everything. "

Zhou Wanrong had a smile on her face, but she felt bitter in her heart. Since knowing Han Fei, Zhou Wanrong has often had insomnia at night recently. Even if I fall asleep, I can't help thinking of Han Fei in my mind. Chen Qiaoqiao buttoned his sister's hat, which also pierced Zhou Wanrong's fantasy.

Although she knew that she and Han Fei could not have a future, Zhou Wanrong still felt a sense of loss. Oh, my God. This is your life. As an old saying goes, I hate to meet before I get married. Han Fei is so excellent and so young that he doesn't deserve Han Fei. It's worth watching Han Fei grow step by step.

Han Fei looked at Chen Qiaoqiao and turned his head without saying anything more. Although he is not sure about his relationship with Chen Qiaoqiao, Chen Qiaoqiao has solved a problem for himself. There's nothing wrong with short pain rather than long pain. If Xiaofei's wonton business is booming, hire a middle-aged single master next time and help Zhou Wanrong set it up.

It's not easy for a woman under the age of 30 to live with a child alone.

"I'll go early tomorrow morning. Some are busy. Xiaobin is sleepy. Let's go back and have a rest first. I'll do whatever you men decide. " After sitting for a while, Zhou Wanrong pulled up Zhou Bin, said a few words, and left in a hurry.

"Sister Wanrong seems unhappy." Zhou Wanrong walked away. Shen Yanzhong grabbed his head and looked at Zhang Xingwen puzzled. "Wenzi, did we say something wrong?"

"Pa pa -" Zhang Xingwen took the newspaper, slapped Shen Yanzhong on the head twice, and pulled him away“ We'll go early tomorrow! "

It was cloudy at night, and it was chilly in short sleeves. Just now, there were only two people left.

Han Fei looked down and thought about things. Chen Qiaoqiao sat beside him, touched his elbow and said, "am I too much?"

"Too much? What's too much? " Han Fei pretended not to know and looked at Chen Qiaoqiao. "It's not too much for you to touch me with your arm!"

"You play dumb with me, don't you?" Chen Qiaoqiao said with a cold face, "I'm talking about sister Wanrong. I woke her up with words just now. She may not be happy. I can see that she means that to you. "

"--" Chen Qiaoqiao directly pierced the layer of window paper. Han Fei blushed in embarrassment and didn't know how to answer.

"Nonsense! How can we be so old! "

"It's only nine years away. It's nothing at all. My father and my mother are nine years away. Sister Wanrong has a good character and looks good. But you are too bad to deserve sister Wanrong. "

Chen Qiaoqiao respects and sympathizes with a woman like Zhou Wanrong. But every woman is selfish in the face of love. Chen Qiaoqiao doesn't want any ambiguity between Han Fei and Zhou Wanrong. Zhou Wanrong left sadly. Chen Qiaoqiao felt sorry, but she firmly believed that she was right. The attractiveness of this pretty widow to men is not ordinary. If they don't exist, what will they do in the future?

Han Fei is not stupid. Of course, he knows Chen Qiaoqiao's purpose. Han Fei doesn't want to discuss Zhou Wanrong. Hearing Chen Qiaoqiao talking about his parents' age, Han Fei said with a bad smile, "it seems that your mother is very beautiful. Otherwise, how can you get your father? "

"My father is nine years older!" Chen Qiaoqiao smashed Han Fei's fist and said proudly, "my father is much more handsome than you. If he wants to marry a wife now, 18-year-old girls are scrambling to marry him. "

"When you say that, I really have to think about my personal problems. A woman older than me must not be considered. Not a year or two younger. According to the situation of your family, I should find a girl about ten years younger than me as my wife. I'm in college now. My wife should be in the third and fourth grade of primary school. Oh, by the way, do you have a sister? "

His ears were hot. Chen Qiaoqiao stood up with an angry face and shouted at Han Fei's ears, "I don't have a sister! Tell me what you just said again! "

Han Fei sat on the stool and didn't get up. His hands suddenly stretched forward and hugged Chen Qiaoqiao's slim waist. His head was stuck on Chen Qiaoqiao's back, and there was a natural and rogue expression on his face.

Tight body, such as electric shock, trembled and sent waves of happiness. Pinching the hand of the ear, Chen Qiaoqiao blushed and didn't know what to do.

Embrace is a silent language. Embrace is the simplest acceptance and recognition. When hugging each other, they are needed. When they are needed by others, they will feel that they are the most valuable. When you hug, your heart will be filled with a feeling called sweet. That feeling is real and safe. It has temperature and sound.

The man who hugs his girlfriend's slim waist from the back is more rational. He pays more attention to the spiritual communication with his lover, so you don't expect him to talk about "I love you", just look at his actions.

They kept strange posture and felt warm and sweet. At this moment, Chen Qiaoqiao felt that he had the world.

if possible. I really want to ring your waist from behind when you are tired, lean your face gently against your back, quietly, without language. How happy it is to talk with your heart, listen to each other's inner voices and feel each other's heartbeat!

Han Fei could clearly hear Chen Qiaoqiao's heartbeat, like the wind and rain beating banana leaves. Dense inaudible times; Han Fei can also hear his heartbeat. His original calmness and strength are broken. At the moment, he is eager to keep pace with the heartbeat of the beauty in his arms.

"Pa" was pulled from the back of his hand. Han Fei naturally retracted his hand. Chen Qiaoqiao ran forward two steps, blushing and afraid to turn back.

Dead Han Fei, his hands are moving, and he wants to climb the mountain and sneak attack. Damn it, what a good hug was destroyed by this fool.

Han Fei kneaded the back of his hand and saw that his crotch was in a mess. The old face was red, the big hand took two crackdowns, pulled the clothes off, and hurried up to cover up the embarrassment.

Fortunately, Chen happened not to sit on his lap just now, otherwise the man would have been lost.

Since Chen Qiaoqiao came back yesterday, Han Fei can't remember how many times he lost people. After a short blush, he recovered as usual.

"Do you really care about age?" Han Fei has seen his ID card and his own. Although he is only a few months away, he is indeed one year older than Han Fei. Although I know Han Feigang is joking. However, for sensitive animals like women, age can't be joked.

Chen Qiaoqiao blushed, raised her head, and her pink mouth tilted slightly to express her dissatisfaction. Staring into Han Fei's eyes, waiting for an answer.

Han feiqiang endured the temptation, swallowed his saliva to relieve the heat of his body, and said with a smile, "women live longer than men. Looking for a man smaller than himself can grow old together. Or you'll be an old widow. "

"Another angle!" This answer. Chen Qiaoqiao is not satisfied with avoiding the important and neglecting the important“ From a man's point of view, what does it mean for a woman to be big? "

"I am an orphan and lack maternal love. If I marry a woman older than me in the future, I'll be like -- "

Before he finished, there was a stabbing pain in his toes. Han Fei jumped and shouted. He wanted to take off his shoes and have a good check immediately. Such a heavy foot, I don't know if it will break.

"Hum!" Chen Qiaoqiao forked his waist, stamped his feet and scolded, "is it right for a big woman to marry home and be a mother? Thanks to you. "

"--" Han Fei vowed that he couldn't breathe next time he talked to Chen Qiaoqiao. If he couldn't finish at one breath, he would be killed by mistake sooner or later.

"Elder martial sister -"

"Don't call elder martial sister! From now on, don't shout! "

"Qiao'er!" Han Fei wailed, "I want to say that I will treat love like cherishing maternal love."

"Ouch -"

The anger on Chen Qiaoqiao's face subsided, and a satisfied smile floated from the corner of his mouth. Jiao said angrily, "you deserve it. Who made you gasp. "

"I swear. Don't breathe next time! " Take off your shoes and your feet are red. Han Fei can't control so much. Rub them quickly, otherwise they will turn purple and black later.

"Can I help you?" Looking at Han Fei's painful appearance, Chen Qiaoqiao stepped forward and stretched out his hand to help, "I didn't mean to. I didn't think your feet were so delicate."

"Your face is also very delicate!" Han Fei suddenly put his hands on Chen Qiaoqiao's face, rubbed them ruthlessly, took his shoes and ran, "wipe some fragrance for you, beauty and beauty!"

"Ah - I killed you!" The fragrant face was instantly replaced by the smell of smelly feet. Chen Qiaoqiao screamed and chased Han Fei like the wind.

"Roar -" in the distance, bursts of thunder and cold wind blew, which immediately turned into gradually dripping rain, into denser ripples on the water surface of the cold river, and into thicker mud on the road. At this moment, nothing in heaven and earth will interfere with the wind and rain of laissez faire freedom.