Chapter 603

"I'm one meter forty-nine poor? Where can I sleep? " The other end of the phone is Tang Shaofeng's angry questioning voice.

Miao Xiaohui was so excited that she almost dropped her mobile phone again. She was stunned for a long time before she asked weakly, "Uncle Feng, are you monitoring my mobile phone?"

"Leave it alone! You live first and tell me who's poor? " Although Tang Shaofeng's voice on the other end of the phone is very bright, he can't hide his smile, because he can imagine how cute the shocked appearance of baozi is at this moment.

It must be silly!

"That's what netizens said. They didn't say you..." Miao Xiaohui looked puzzled and was still wondering how Uncle Feng knew.

"You replied clearly below!" Tang Shaofeng is reluctant, in order to spend more time on the phone with her. When he came back from Yancun, he immediately regretted it. Especially now that he was alone in bed, he missed her even more, the nights when they lived together in the RV, and her soft mouth

The more I thought about it, the more upset I was. Later, I found my mobile phone and landed on the boring website. I just saw what xiaobaozi had published. I read it carefully. It seemed that I was looking forward to and like the relationship between them. This surprised him.

So for a moment, I couldn't help asking questions below. As a result, the ugly family was one meter four nine poor

It seems that when you talk to Uncle Feng like this, your whole heart is steadfast.

"Believe it or not, I know all about it. In the future, you can be careful. Don't speak ill of me, or I'll know it. It's very serious!" The warning was said with a smile, which shows how good his mood is.

Miao Xiaohui made a face and whispered: "I don't believe you can know every time?"

"What did you say?"

"Oh, nothing, nothing. I said I miss you." Miao Xiaohui can't tell whether this is true or not.

It took quite a while for the voice to come from the other end of the phone. I guess I didn't expect that she would express her feelings so frankly, "Uncle Feng misses you more~“

Uncle Feng misses you even more, which makes Miao Xiaohui blush and heartbeat. Stepping on the little feet on the stool, her toes can't help but curl up, betraying her nervous and uneasy mood at this time.

They were speechless one after another. They could only hear each other's breathing in the receiver, but even so, no one was willing to hang up.

"Go to bed early." In the end, Tang Shaofeng took the lead in speaking. He worried that if he didn't speak, the girl would be able to listen to the phone all night.

"Well!" At last, Miao Xiaohui said good night to Uncle Feng. Finally, she was reluctant to hang up the phone.

Gently exhaled breath, the complex mood a lot better.

"No wonder I have to run out if I don't sleep in the room. It turns out that I have something to say in front of me." Dialect language arms in arms, leisurely against the doorframe standing, the tone of ridicule is too obvious.

Immediately put down the knee in her arms, Miao Xiaohui became angry: "smelly words, you even eavesdrop on my phone?"

"Who's eavesdropping? I'm just listening. It's hard for me to hear the sweet talk between you so loud! "

Miao Xiaohui felt guilty. Was the voice of her conversation with Uncle Feng really loud?

"Come on, don't be silly here. Go back to my room and be honest with me." Dialect words release the arm in the arms, big square toward her, reached out to embrace her shoulder, that posture is very like the idol drama big sister.

Miao Xiaohui, who had always brought her elder sister's great momentum, now became a fool and followed the dialect into the room.

"Tell me?" There is no doubt about the tone.

Miao Xiaohui sat beside the bed, showing a pitiful expression, "sleepy, what do we have to say tomorrow?"

"I'm very excited to chat with Tang Shaofeng, but I feel sleepy when I chat with him. Miao Xiaohui, I don't think we have to pay any more!" Dialect pretends to be angry, with a puffy look.

Miao Xiaohui is really going to be forced to death by her, so she has to admit, "OK, OK, what do you want to know? Can't I tell you?"

"That's about it!" Dialect words did not angry white her one eye, began to formally enter the gossip link, "say, you two now progress to what extent?"

Miao Xiaohui's face was muddled, "to what extent?"

"Don't play dumb with me. You know what I'm saying." It's too much to pretend to be stupid with her even though her mouth is almost swollen! There's no secret between them. Now they're playing tricks on her?

"I don't understand!" Besides pretending to be stupid, Miao Xiaohui really doesn't know what else she can do. Does she really tell Yanyan that she and uncle Feng have more than one experience, and each experience is different?

She is too thin skinned to say such a shy thing.

"More, more?" Dialect speech has already started to tickle her, ticklish her side smile fell on the bed begging for mercy, "I said, I said OK, Ma, don't make trouble."

Dialect says this just relaxed a hand, a face is indifferent: "honest account!"

Miao Xiaohui covered her face shyly and said in a low voice: "we... We've been kissing her mouth several times..."

After listening to the dialect, it exploded immediately, "ah, Xiaohui, you are no longer my pure Xiaohui."

Miao Xiaohui was almost scared to death by the dialect. She immediately got up and covered her mouth, "keep your voice down, others are sleeping!"

"Don't you make my heart ache when your first kiss is gone? Your first kiss should belong to me She was deliberately teased.

"Be serious!" Miao Xiaohui is angry and angry. She blushes to bleed.

"Which one of us is not serious, who is not..."

It's just like this between the girls. They are laughing, heartless, fighting and making trouble. They talk until one o'clock in the morning before they go to sleep

Yu Jianing, who was driven away from the village, was completely sleepless at the moment.

First, she was warned by Tang Shaofeng, then bullied by Miao Xiaohui. Today, the mindless villagers in Yancun united to blow her out.

She hates it! Her teeth are itching!

I swear to tear the smelly girl Miao Xiaohui's hand, otherwise I can't get rid of this bad breath all my life!

"No matter what you do, let that smelly girl Miao Xiaohui disappear for me tomorrow!" She couldn't stand it any more, no more than a minute or a second.

"Don't just ask us, what about your sincerity?" The other end of the phone is no longer the little ones, but the big people behind it. Their voice is low and chilly, as if they are ghosts without temperature.

Yu Jianing was startled, and then cautiously said: "Mr. X?"

The other party didn't answer, her heart beat faster, and quickly explained: "please rest assured, I will automatically ask to transfer to the real estate department these days, I will help you get what you want."

The other side sank, disdained to say: "I seriously doubt whether your IQ can fulfill my requirements now. How dare you offend Tang Shaofeng's little sweetheart so blatantly? Oh, I don't think you really know him."

Yu Jianing's heart suddenly clattered, and then immediately said, "please rest assured, sir, I will finish your task anyway, but... You must remember what you promised me..."

Although I'm not sure about dialect, according to Tang Shaofeng's experience of favoring her, it's right that the person standing outside the door should be him.

Let her eat such a big bowl of dog food early in the morning, she is really drunk.

Irritable pulled the quilt cover in the head, pro did not forget to sarcasm her: "go to open the door, don't let your man wait for a long time."

Miao Xiaohui slapped her hard, and the corner of her mouth read: "what's my man, stinky words? You tell me to pay attention!"

"Scatter dog food early in the morning, and you still say it's not your man. In this way, I don't think you should help me, or your man will come every morning!" Eat dog food to make complaints about the dialect, pull off the quilt on the head, unable to Tucao.

Miao Xiaohui blushed and dropped a sentence: "I don't care about you!" Then he got out of bed slowly and opened the door.

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The moment she opened the door, her mood was quite complicated, because she was not sure whether uncle Feng really came.

If it's him, it's a surprise, isn't it?

Last night through the phone, this early in the morning and can't wait to see her, this is not too nervous about her?

Hesitated again and again, holding the hand in the door handle with force, the door was gently opened by her, uncle Feng's tall and tall posture shrouded her, in an instant, she had a feeling of rapid heartbeat.

Extremely surprised: "Uncle Feng, how did you come?"

The slender and charming fingers picked up the breakfast in the packing bag and said with a smile, "I'll send you breakfast."

Miao Xiaohui was surprised, "just for this?" Driving for about an hour and a half just to give her a breakfast. What does uncle Feng think?

"There is..." confused eyes staring at her sleepy face, ending deliberately elongated, in her very expectant eyes, his other hand slightly forced, she was gently pulled from the door to the door.

Just when she was frightened by Uncle Feng's sudden action and ready to scream, a low voice rang out in her ear, ambiguous: "you don't want to be heard by others, do you?"

Miao Xiaohui's back suddenly froze and her body softened, as if she had fallen into uncle Feng's arms.

Special!

It's the guy who bewitches the public that says that her uncle Feng is a male god of abstinence. Stand up! I promise I won't kill you!

It's very su. It's not worth your life to lift people up!

How Miao Xiaohui was brought to the chair in the yard by Uncle Feng to sit down? I don't know. I'm still immersed in the sentence: you don't want to be heard by others, do you?

Delicate and appetizing breakfast appeared in front of her, she was almost moved not to cry.

All of them are what she likes to eat, and even one of the seemingly humble steamed buns is the sign of a century old shop in Haicheng, which is very famous in Haicheng. We have to go to the queue very early, otherwise we won't go late.

She likes to eat, but she doesn't bother to line up, so the last time she ate this bun was two or three months ago.

At that time, it was also because she casually said something to Aunt Yang, which appeared on the table the next morning.