Rural Demon Little Village Doctor

Xia Feng returned to the company. There was nothing wrong with the company. He ran to Tucker, drank two glasses of wine, talked for a while, and then came back.

When they got home, Wang Zihan and Hua Yuna sat in the living room. It was interesting that the two girls were actually learning to knit sweaters. Now they knit sweaters themselves, but they are too rare. They can be seen occasionally in the cement plant. It is very difficult to see them outside.

Seeing Xia Feng coming back, Wang Zihan got up and said, "Xia Xia is back. I'll cook right away."

Today, the temperature is about 10 degrees. The air conditioner is turned on at home. She doesn't wear much. Outside is a green knitted cardigan and inside is a white suit. When walking, it is like a white lotus floating on the water with lotus leaves, which is pleasing to the eyes.

Hua Yuna is red, with a red open collar shirt and a red vest. Below her are peach pen pants and a pair of long legs against the sky. She is so beautiful on the tea table.

They are really natural clothes shelves. Clothes look great on them.

Wang Zihan and Xia Feng should have passed by the wrong body, but Xia Feng looked at her coming. It was so beautiful. As soon as her body was wrong, Wang Zihan hit him.

With Wang Zihan's soft cry, Xia Feng hugged him.

"Why?" Wang Zihan was a little ashamed, but he didn't push him away. His hand just put it on him, holding him in a posture of half holding.

If Hua Yuna is not at home, she must hold her. If Hua Yuna is there, she will be a little embarrassed.

Instead of kissing her, Xia Feng hugged her tightly, buried his head in her chest and said, "I have a dream."

Wang Zihan said to him with a smile: "what dream."

Hua Yuna also shouted, "speak quickly. Don't say you're Martin ludyang."

She said to herself, giggling.

"I'm not." Xia Feng shook his head. "My dream is simpler than his."

He paused slightly, then elongated his voice and said, "my dream is that if I sleep tonight, I can grow eight centimeters tall. When I kiss Zihan, I don't have to stand on tiptoe."

"Ha ha ha," he said, making Hua Yuna laugh and fall down on the sofa.

Wang Zihan also smiled, but she was not as heartless as Hua Yuna. Instead, she was afraid that Xia Feng hurt her self-esteem because she was shorter than her. Looking at Xia Feng, she said, "Napoleon, they are not tall, but they are world-class giants. Moreover, you don't need to grow tall if you want to kiss me."

She said, bowed her head and kissed Xia Feng's lips. She was shy, but now she kissed Xia Feng regardless.

What a considerate girl.

Xia Feng was moved and hugged Wang Zihan tightly, but Hua Yuna shouted, "Xia Xia, your claws come down a little. I tell you, Zihan is very sensitive."

Xia Feng smiled and really wanted to go down. Wang Zihan was frightened, hurriedly ran away and said angrily, "dead Nana, wait."

Hua Yuna touched her hair and said, "I won't make trouble with you. I'll cook."

When Xia Feng walked over, Hua Yuna screamed and jumped to Xia Feng. Her hands were around his neck and her feet were wrapped around his waist. The whole person was like a beautiful sloth bear and hung on Xia Feng.

"Today's performance is good." Hua Yuna kissed Xia Feng: "chasing a sister is to be bold, careful and thick skinned, and continue to carry forward."

Xia Feng smiled and hugged her and sat on the sofa. Hua Yuna sat on his lap. The two hugged and kissed for a while. Xia Feng said, "can you still knit sweaters?"

"It's not great. I'm learning." Hua Yuna said with her mouth blankly: "well, her hands are so sour."

"I'll give you a massage." Xia Feng, of course, knew and was interested. She pressed her forearm, upper arm and chest.

Hua Yuna giggled and followed him.

Xia Feng said, "it's troublesome to knit a sweater. Why not buy it?"

"Zihan said he would knit a sweater for you personally, so I also want to knit one." that was what he meant. Xia Feng was greatly moved and hugged and kissed again.

Such a beauty not only washes and cooks for him, but also weaves sweaters for him. Sweaters are worthless. This heart is rare.

When Wang Zihan finished the meal and brought it out, Xia Feng stretched out his hand and directly hugged him in his arms.

Wang Zihan shouted, "it's time for dinner."

Hua Yuna took the red wine and said, "Xia Xia has made progress today. Come on, nvxia, I'll give you a toast and make persistent efforts to win the female devil head Zihan as soon as possible."

"You are the female devil head." Wang Zihan kissed Xia Feng blushing and angry.

After dinner, Wang Zihan wanted to knit a sweater again. Xia Feng hugged her: "don't knit a sweater. Let's play."

Hua Yuna also said, "yes, I've been playing for a long time. My hands hurt. I won't knit today."

Wang Zihan also put down her sweater. Xia Feng will go to work tomorrow. She has time to play.

Hua Yuna said, "why don't we watch TV? There's a play starring deer recently. It's very good-looking."

She said, took the remote control to turn on the TV and said to Xia Feng, "watch TV with us. You are allowed to sit in the middle and hold left and right."

This can be, Xia Feng Da Le: "yes."

First he reached out and hugged Wang Zihan. Hua Yuna also sat down, but she sat down on his lap.

In this way, Xia Feng put her hand around her waist. Hua Yuna twisted her ass to find a comfortable position, but suddenly turned her head and warned Xia Feng: "you mustn't be sick, or I'll cut it off for you."

Xia Feng immediately frowned and said, "I can't help it."

Wang Zihan burst into laughter and Hua Yuna smiled: "I don't care. You're not allowed to be disgusted anyway."

Just as he was talking, the doorbell rang.

Hua Yuna frowned: "at this time, who, it won't be Wen Wen. Wen Wen will come to rub rice."

"Let me open the door." Wang Zihan got up and opened the door.

At the door stood a handsome man. He was really handsome. He was at least 1.85 meters tall. He had a bright face with a bunch of flowers in his hand. His smile was brighter than flowers. He said to Wang Zihan, "good evening, Wang Zihan. This is the flower I gave you."

Suddenly, the three people in the room were surprised. Wang Zihan took a step back, looked back at Xia Feng, turned his head and sank: "I'm sorry, I don't know you and don't want your flowers. Go back."