Reborn In the 1990s

"You think so." Zhao ziye seems to have given up the communication with Xu Ruoxi. "You are willing to stay or you are willing to leave. However, it is impossible to call the police. Without talking about the truth of the facts, it is Fang Ruixue today. That's not something you can afford. "

"Remember, this is my advice to you."

Zhao ziye left such a sentence. Then he left Xu Ruoxi in the hospital and left by himself.

"Zhao ziye! Come back The whole hospital was filled with Xu Ruoxi's roar.

But no matter how crazy she was, she couldn't get back a person who didn't belong to her.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Fang Ruixue is sitting in the restaurant downstairs. Concentrate on grilled cod and fried shrimps. Qing Feiyang is sitting in the seat not far from him, and his eyes are full of desire to talk.

"Can I ask the security guard to ask him to leave?" Fang Ruixue got close to Cheng Yu and whispered

Cheng Yu put down his knife and fork and wiped his mouth with a napkin: "No

Without saying this, Qing Feiyang, who has coveted for a long time, has sat down with a "whoosh" sound. Zhang Haoran, who is eating at the same table with him, almost knocks over the wine glass in his hand.

"Xiaoxue, there are some things about LV Xiaojiang. Can I have a chat with you in private?"

Fang Ruixue licked the sauce at the corner of his mouth, a puzzled face.

When you meet Lu feiqing, are you not interested in meeting each other?

One side of Cheng Yu can't see, just want to catch Qing Fei Yang to go, see Fang Ruixue a face curiously nodded.

"But I'd like to talk to you about Jian Jian. Would you like to show me your face?" She flashed a pure smile at Qing Fei Yang. Say.

The excitement on Qing Feiyang's face suddenly froze. He is worthy of being a person who interacts with Cheng Yu. He doesn't know other skills, but he has learned 10% of his skills.

Fang Ruixue, who is full of food and drink and is in a happy mood, returns to his room contentedly, leaving Qing Feiyang to report to Cheng Yu with a cold face. By the way, after drinking two cups of sweet wine, I should have talked about each other's love progress. I also slept in a suite for two days, rounding it down. The child should have been able to play soy sauce. Which kindergarten would you like to choose?

But Cheng Yu is destined to be the one he can't stir up. One by one, the tasks are arranged in an orderly manner, so that Qing Feiyang can change his role from "good brother" to "good employee".

"Tyrant!" He complained to Zhang Haoran, a small partner of the revolutionary united front.

However, Zhang Haoran just gave him a "hey hey" look, and he couldn't understand the burning soul of eight trigrams in his heart. At this time, Qing Feiyang felt that he began to miss LV Xiaojiang in the green city inexplicably.

Lu Xiaojiang is squatting in front of the computer to concentrate on playing games. Suddenly felt a cold vest, suddenly two sneezes.

"Ginger! You put on an extra coat! Did you have a cold? " The mother, who heard her sneezing, called in the living room.

"I see!" Lu Xiaojiang perfunctorily replied, and then continued to stare at the computer screen of the villain, operating it over one obstacle after another.

"Who is calling me names?" She muttered, rubbing her itchy nose.

A "drop" came from the corridor, and Cheng Yu unscrewed the door.

Fang Ruixue opens the curtain by the window and talks on the phone to see him come in. Pointing to the small box on the table, he said, "this cake is delicious."

Cheese and raspberry, rich milk flavor. It's just sweet and sour, with some lovely mint leaves.

Cheng Yu is not interested in sweets. Except this time.

After talking about the phone, Fang Ruixue helped him pour a cup of warm scented tea and raised the temperature of the air conditioner a few degrees to avoid a headache after getting up tomorrow. The quiet at night always makes people very careful, so when she does a series of things, she is very light, barefoot stepping on the carpet, even the collision of cups and dishes is very quiet.

Cheng Yu likes the environment and Fang Ruixue.

Gentle, careful and quiet. I want to hold it in my arms. Kiss her cheek and hair.

"Who were you talking to just now?" Cheng Yu tasted the cream, soft and delicate.

"Sister Xiaoyun, ask us when we will go back tomorrow, if we can make it to dinner."

Fang Ruixue has just taken a bath. He also has the smell of hotel bath liquid. It is a coconut smell of Qingtian, which makes people want to taste it.

After the afternoon shower, the sky suddenly cleared up at night. Fang Ruixue opened the curtain and could see the stars twinkling in the night sky.

"Can the wind from the sea smell of scallops and oysters?" She asked Cheng Yu.

"Maybe pearl and mermaid." Cheng Yu swallows the last mouthful of cake.

"Funny?" Fang Ruixue looked at him with a smile.

"Funny." Lu Jianghan bends slightly.

Although they were in the room, they were standing by the window, the curtains were wide open, and there was a little bit of broken light on the sea in the distance, which gave Fang Ruixue the illusion that someone was peeping.So she slightly back this neck, and Cheng Yu open distance. And Cheng Yu continues to approach, until she is forced to the windowsill. Fang Ruixue conveniently pulled the curtains and pulled them apart, blocking his and Cheng Yu's line of sight.

However, although her body did not cooperate, her ears and neck turned red with the speed visible to the naked eye, which was quite revealing.

Cheng Yu smiles low, imprisoning people between chest and windowsill and refuses to let go.

Fang Ruixue's back is close to the glass and her eyes are shaking. She is temporarily at a disadvantage in this confrontation. The light cream fragrance on the other party's body suddenly has obvious aggressiveness at this time, as if it can penetrate the nerve and temporarily paralyze the fingertips.

But she did not reject such aggression.

Cheng Yu leaned over and tried to get close to the soft lips, but he was turned away, so his lips fell on the same soft cheek.

Cheng Yu can only kiss on Fang Ruixue's face, crying and laughing, he said: "the neck is going to be twisted into 90 degrees. If we don't believe it, we'll take a ruler to measure it?"

Fang Ruixue pressed his hands on his chest to keep the distance between them, but he was held by his wrist and pulled into his arms. The kiss was a bit unexpected, but it was perfect. It had all the sweetness in the world, like a wet rain mixed with honey.

After a long time, Cheng Yu rubbed the tip of her nose and asked with a low smile, "how can I not breathe?"

Fang Ruixue lowered her eyes: "forget it."

"Then I'll teach you." Cheng Yu holding her back to the small living room, fingers through the soft long hair, as if touching a beautiful cat, "if you always forget, then I can always teach you."

Fang Ruixue buried her head in his arms and whispered, "well."