Chapter 128

This is the room of an adult male with a poster photo of the same man on the wall. The man looks handsome and extraordinary, giving Song Fei a familiar and strange feeling.

Song Fei stares at the poster photos on the wall and ponders. When she guessed the man's identity, she was rarely surprised.

In memory that coward, unexpectedly grow so good-looking?

...

after the studio finished, the assistant drove Yan Jiang home. Knowing that Yanjiang was tired of the night, the assistant turned to ask Yan Jiang: "brother Jiang, do you want me to accompany you into the house?"

Yan Jiang is sleeping.

He is really sleepy, but he only dares to stay in the car and wait for someone to accompany him, so that he can have a short rest with his eyes closed.

Hearing the assistant's words, Yan Jiang opened his eyes at the first time.

He shook his head slightly and said, "it's late. You should go back to have a rest earlier." With that, he pushed open the door, stepped out of the car with long legs, and walked toward the front door of his house. Seeing Yan Jiang open the gate of the courtyard, the tall and upright figure hides under the streetlights in his courtyard. The assistant starts the car and leaves.

Entering the house, Yan Jiang turned on all the lights on the first floor at the first time. The lights were bright in the room, and Yanjiang felt at ease.

He went straight to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, found a bottle of chilled mineral water and drank a few mouthfuls. He went upstairs to the game room, turned on the computer, turned on the stereo, and played a rock rap.

Listening to the rap song from the impression, Yan Jiang went back to his room. He went to the bed and gave Song Fei a nutrition needle. Then he took off his clothes and walked to the bathroom door.

The water rolled over the body and swept away Yanjiang's sleepiness.

After taking a bath, he rubbed himself at will and came out carelessly. When he came out, Yan Jiang didn't wear clothes, and he didn't want to find a bath towel to cover the important parts of his waist.

Anyway, he is the only one who is awake in this family. There is no audience. It doesn't matter whether you wear it or not.

Yan Jiang hums the song son, pouts the buttocks in the cloakroom looking for the pajamas to wear tonight, the action is heroic and indecent. He didn't realize that a dim sight was falling on him, and he saw all the things that should and should not be seen in him.

Yan Jiang dressed, went to the bed and sat down. He bent down and put his ears on Song Fei's chest to listen to her heartbeat. In his mouth, he gently counted the beat of Song Fei's heartbeat: "Dong Dong Dong! Dong Dong! Dong Dong

After listening for a long time, Yan Jiang sat up and talked to the vegetative Song Fei with some joy: "wife, your heart beat is so powerful today!"

Song Fei, who pretends to sleep:...

Yan Jiang's eyes are very bright. He takes out the notebook in the drawer of the bedside cabinet and jovially records today's observation diary. He wrote: "today, my wife's heart rate is faster and more powerful than before. Is she about to wake up? 】

after several seconds of silence, Yan Jiang closed his notebook and put it back in his original place for collection.

After sitting in bed for a long time, Yan Jiang went to the game room to turn off the computer until three o'clock in the night.

In such a big house, completely quiet down.

Once the night is quiet, Yan Jiang is restless. He quickly went back to the room, got into the bed, hugged Song Fei's slender waist, buried his head in Song Fei's neck socket and sniffed, which made him less afraid.

"Good night, wife."

With that, Yan Jiang kisses Song Fei on the shoulder, then closes his eyes and tries to fall asleep. After about 30 minutes, Yan Jiang's breathing finally became slow down. He fell asleep, and the whole person was still holding Song Fei tightly, like a child without a sense of security.

Even if he fell asleep, there was a wall lamp in Yan Jiang's room.

Song Fei opens her eyes and looks slightly at the blue haired head between her neck. She wants to push her head to flatten Yanjiang's dog's hair. It's hard to see. However, the body was held by Yan Jiang like an octopus, so song Feigen could not move.

Wife...

go to hell!

Song Fei thought about things vaguely, and she soon went to sleep again.

The next day, when Song Fei wakes up, Yan Jiang is gone. He must have gone to work. Song Fei pulled out the nutrition needles and poured them into the toilet. During the whole process, Song Fei was unsteady. If he took two steps, he had to stop and have a rest.

I'm really hungry. My stomach is burning with hunger. Song Fei walks downstairs with the help of the railings. She comes to the kitchen and opens the refrigerator. When she sees the refrigerator filled with all kinds of drinks and fruits, she is silent.

Such a big refrigerator, there is no food to eat. It's all drinking. Is that right? Dad is right, drink too much people will become stupid, Yan Jiang is the best example.

If you don't eat, you'll faint.

Song Fei goes back upstairs and goes into Yan Jiang's cloakroom. She finds a black and white shirt to put on and a pair of casual trousers and a cap. He put on his trousers and rolled up his long legs twice. Song Fei put on his cap and smashed Yan Jiang's piggy bank. He took Yan Jiang's books and packed them with more than 200 yuan coins and left home.Walking in the hustle and bustle of the street, Song Fei some not adapt.

In fact, Song Fei was conscious when she was a vegetable. She knew what people around her said and did. It's just strange that she just can't wake up.

Song Fei knows that she has been sleeping for eight years, that her parents are dead, that Song Ci's little fool has been bullied, that the people who bullied them are at large, that there is a freight controller who has eaten the gall of a bear heart leopard. She calls her wife and sleeps with her every night...

when she walks into a porridge shop, Song Fei scans the menu and stares at the numbers and words After a while, I counted 18 coins from the black backpack and threw them on the desk in front of the boss.

"A bowl of fish congee. Dilute it and boil it to a boil After years of silence, Song Fei was shocked. Her voice, some hoarse, some cold, like the Arctic snow.

now people like to sweep the code with Alipay and WeChat, and there are not many people using cash, let alone coins. The boss looked at Song Fei in a peculiar way, and laughed, "you can also sweep WeChat Alipay."

Song Fei:?

WeChat Alipay?

Song Fei became a vegetable in 12 years, and wechat was just born in 12 years, far from being a household name. Alipay is also limited to Taobao users. At that time, when we walked on the street, we used cash, and we paid for valuables by swiping cards. Where we are like now, wherever we go, we can pay at will.

"No Song Fei is very calm.

The boss didn't say anything. He counted the coins and confirmed that there was no shortage of money. Then he asked Song Fei to sit in the room. "Come in and sit down for a while. It'll be fine."

"Well."

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