A boy like the wind

Back in the neighborhood, she sent me downstairs.

"I won't go up," she said. "Is it time for Xiaojun to come later?"

"I haven't told her yet," I said, unbuttoning my seat belt. "Would you like to sit up?"

"No," she smiled, "don't bother you."

I blushed, oh, I opened the door and got off.

She got out of the car, walked over and hugged me.

"Have a good rest," she said.

"Well, I'll invite you to dinner in a few days," I said.

She smiled and nodded, "MMM!"

She let go of me, turned to get in the car, waved at me and drove away slowly.

I watched her go far. When she turned around, she turned and went upstairs.

When I get home, I first send a wechat to Guo Chenjun to tell her that I'm back.

She didn't reply. She may be busy.

I put down my cell phone and walked into the bathroom.

Working outside, no matter how well you live or eat, your body and mind are tense. So every time I get home, I feel very relaxed and happy.

I took a comfortable hot bath, and then cooked my own bowl of noodles. After eating, I went into the bedroom in my pajamas and lay on the bed.

Soon, I couldn't open my eyes.

I pulled the quilt over and fell asleep.

It's going to be dark soon.

I was sleeping soundly when I heard the key open.

I woke up and stretched.

Guo Chenjun brought some paper bags into the living room and saw that I was not there. She put down the paper bags and went to the bedroom and my bed.

I opened my eyes, looked at her, smiled at her, "back?"

"Tired?" She asked me.

I didn't speak. I put her in my arms and kissed her passionately.

She put her arms around my neck and responded to me tenderly.

I hold her face, we are so hot, infatuated.

It has to be Xiaojun. No one can match her.

After lingering for a long time, she let go of me and looked at me tenderly. Her eyes were full of heartache.

"What's the matter?" I kissed her on the neck.

"My father called you, didn't he?" She gasped a little.

"Yes..."

"did he say too much..."

"no..." I fell in love.

She opened her eyes, forced to hold my hand and looked at me deeply. "Wu Zheng, I'm serious. Did he say too much to you?"

"Really not," I said. "He apologized to me. How could he have said too much?"

She smiled helplessly, "my own father, I don't know him yet? At the meeting in the afternoon, my sister-in-law was so guilty that she dared not look at me. I asked her what was wrong? She's so flustered that I can see her look. "

She gently stroked my face and looked at me painfully. "Wu Zheng, you are wronged..."

I smiled, "nothing..."

her eyes were red, she sat up and took a deep breath.

I was stunned and sat up. "Xiaojun, you......"

she didn't speak or look at me, and she cried bitterly.

I hugged her heartily, "don't you... I really don't care. He's your father. No matter what he said, I won't be angry with him."

She looked at me sadly. "Aren't you angry? I'm angry! I love you, you know? "

My heart a hot, calm smile, "understand."

She turned around and hugged me tightly. "Wu Zheng, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

she apologized to me in tears.

"Don't do this..." I comforted her, "I know why they do this, I can understand, so I really don't mind. All I care about is you... "