Sister, you miss me

Yang Feng knocked on the door and pushed aside, holding a bunch of carnations in his hand.

"Have you ever cried?" Yang Feng couldn't help asking when seeing the red eyes of the two.

"No." Zhao Min rolled his face to wipe tears.

"Why don't you come in without knocking?" Xia Xun asked with a small face upwards.

"Knock it." Yang Feng said.Xia Xun knew that it was choking, so it meant nothing serious.

"What's the difference between you coming in without permission and not knocking?"

"Uh..." Yang Feng was speechless.

"Xiao Xun," Zhao Min stopped Xia Xun, looked at Yang Feng and said softly, "Your feet are all right!"

"It must be Agent Xia who talks too much." Yang Feng smiled, "It's okay."

"Hey, what is Agent Xia's agent Xia? How ugly? Does someone have a name?" Xia Xun was filled with indignation, a bit surging.

Yang Feng closed his eyes and exaggerated his nose close to Xia Xun. Xia Xun yelled and fled in fright, but he acted intoxicated: "Well, I smell a scent that is unique to summer."

Yang Feng opened his eyes and Xia Xun had retreated to the bed, covered his mouth and snickered, his face flushed.

"You're fine." Zhao Min smiled and shook his head.

"Send your flowers and get well soon." Yang Feng sent the flowers and said affectionately.

"Thank you." Zhao Min bit her lip.

Xia Xun took the carnations and put them in the vase on the bedside. She glanced at Zhao Min's obsessively. She forced a smile: "You talk, I'll go to the nurse's station."

Watching Xia Xun go out, Yang Feng looked at Zhao Min and smiled: "You god sister is not bad, she knows to create opportunities for us."

"What opportunity?" Zhao Min looked back at Yang Feng, his eyes gleaming.

Yang Feng couldn't help but stagger her frightening gaze, pulled a stool and sat next to Zhao Min, pulled her wrist, and said casually, "Of course it's a two-person world."

Zhao Min looked at Yang Feng's eyes, but at this time, Yang Feng closed his eyes and carefully checked her pulse.

Yang Feng, who was close at hand, closed his eyes and gave Zhao Min a chance, a chance to observe him closely.

Zhao Min knew Yang Feng's age, but he clearly had a face that was not commensurate with his age, with a strong heroic spirit, with a little vicissitudes of life, and his temples were a little gray. I heard that it was because of a little sister's illness.

"Your heartbeat is a bit fast." Yang Feng said, opening his eyes, "What do you think?"

With eyes facing each other, Zhao Min hurriedly staggered those bright eyes, and her pretty face climbed onto two blushes.

Yang Feng shook his head and smiled, "I have recovered well. I can be discharged from the hospital in about half a month."

"What!" Zhao Min exclaimed, "I don't mean that people will be injured for a hundred days."

"Then how is it! If it weren't for me, you would have died a long time ago."

Zhao Min looked at him quietly without saying a word.

Yang Feng scratched his head and smiled apologetically: "However, if you hadn't touched me, you wouldn't have been hurt so badly."

Suddenly, Yang Feng noticed that Zhao Min's eyes were getting brighter and brighter enough to catch his eyes.So, he looked back at her motionlessly, his smile diminished.

Some things can't help it, like two lips that are constantly approaching at this moment.

Zhao Min closed her eyes, her lips blooming like flowers.

Yang Feng rolled his throat three times and printed it without thinking.

"Sister..." Xia Xun opened the door and walked in. Seeing the two of them maintaining an ambiguous posture, her bright eyes widened, "You... sorry... you continue."

With that, we must retreat.

"Sorry for your size!" Yang Feng held Zhao Min's chin, calmly, his lips slightly raised, "Your sister's eyes got something, and I'm helping her blow."

This is only a ghost letter.

Zhao Min betrayed everything with a pretty face.

"Blow my eyes, I can sing acridine." Xia Xun said to himself, and really sang: "Every time the wind fascinates my eyes, you are worried for me. You stand on your tiptoes and approach my eyes. Keep trying to see clearly..."

"Stop!" Yang Feng loosened Zhao Min's chin, turned his head and turned his eyes, "Singing well, absolutely Maiba level, but since you are here, I don't care."

After Xia Xun's trouble, Zhao Min's expression returned to normal.

"Yang Feng, do you want to leave?" Zhao Min's voice was faintly reluctant when he saw Yang Feng getting up.

"I'll see you another day." Yang Feng subconsciously took out his cell phone, and the phone rang. He connected and listened to a few sentences, his expression changed: "What, where, I will be there soon.

"What's wrong, Yang Feng?" Even Zhao Min could feel a strong murderous aura.

"Xiaoxue and the others were beaten, I must rush over immediately."

"Let Kaoru go with you, maybe I can help."

"Okay." Xia Xun was eager to try.

"No." Yang Feng pointed to Xia Xun, "Take care of your sister."

After all, the stride is gone.

Behind him, Xia Xun pouted her little mouth: "Who he thought he was, actually gave orders to this girl."

"Xiao Xun, my mouth can hold the oil bottle." Zhao Min laughed and joked.

"Sister, I'm sorry, I disturbed you just now." Xia Xun suddenly jumped to this topic.

"What are you talking about! You misunderstood." Zhao Min lowered his head and squeezed a few strands of hair behind his ears, but the blush spread behind his ears.

Xia Xun smiled, not entangled.

...

Yang Feng burst into flames, and rushed to Lisa Beibei at the north gate of the school, stopped the car directly on the road, and went up to the second floor. The scene in front of him made him angry.

Both Qin Xue and Wang Bingqian had a palm print on their faces, Jiang Zengyue's mouth was cracked, and Su Qinxin protected the three of them behind.

The two closest relatives were slapped and imprisoned, which made him ten times more uncomfortable than hitting Yang Feng in the face. His younger sister and women were his negative scales.

Yang Feng clenched his fists, angrily in his chest.

"Brother..." Qin Xue ran towards him when he saw Yang Feng.

A worker stopped the way: "If you want to go, you can settle the fee first."

"If you want money, come on, I'm his brother, I'm going to tie it." Yang Feng and Yan Yueshen swept their eyes. There were only four girls in the hospitality area, but seven or eight small workers surrounded them.

"Look, this doesn't end, it's a big deal, I have to make everyone uncomfortable." Xiao Gong smiled and came to Yang Feng.

"how much is it?"

"One person is five hundred, four people is two thousand."

"Can you swipe your card?"

"Of course, it is necessary."

"Brother, we..."

Yang Feng raised his hand to stop Qin Xue, and smiled at Xiao Gong: "Take me to swipe the card, please."

"okay."

"Wait." Yang Feng looked at the four girls, "Take them."

Xiao Gong looked at Yang Feng. He was not low in stature, but he was not burly. Forgiving him that he couldn't do anything by himself, so he waved his hands at his friends.

"Brother..." Qin Xue rushed to Yang Feng's side, holding his waist, Li Hua brought rain: "We have been corrupted."

Yang Feng shook his head and touched Qin Xue's swollen face with his palms: "Does it still hurt?"

Qin Xue shook her head: "It doesn't hurt, it's just annoying!"

Yang Feng nodded, temporarily suppressing the Qianjiang anger in his chest.

"Qianqian..." Yang Feng graciously stroked Wang Bingqian's red and swollen side face, with five fingerprints clearly remaining on it.

Wang Bingqian pressed Yang Feng's hand and shed tears of grievance.

The four girls are all top beauties. Yang Feng touched this and cherished the other. The little workers present were called envy and jealous, who is this buddy!

At this time, Yang Feng looked at Jiang Jigyue.

"Satsuki, are you okay."

Jiang Zengyue touched the corners of her split mouth, and shook her head with red eyes: "It's okay."

"Thank you." Yang Feng looked at Su Qinxin. He knew that Miss Su's family had some anti-wolves skills. If it weren't for her, Xiaoxue and the others might have been injured more severely.

"If you don't come again, I really want to surrender. I didn't expect that we entered a black shop."

"Bapo, what are you talking about! Shut your stinky mouth, believe it or not, I will smoke..."

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, Xiao Gong turned his head and spat out a blood tooth, his face swelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Yang Feng dropped his hand, expressionless.

For a while, all eyes were on Yang Feng, and the waiting area fell into dead silence.

Xiao Gong clutched his swollen and hot cheeks, and looked at Yang Feng, who was gentle and elegant, with an unbelievable expression.

"You...you know where this is!"

After silence, it broke out.

"Of course, this is where money is spent." Yang Feng shook his head faintly, looking at a group of glaring workers as nothing, and then added a disgusting sentence: "The slap just now can also be charged."

"You...you..." Xiao Gong was so angry that he couldn't say a word of "you" for a long time.

"Haha..." Su Qinxin laughed and clapped her hands, "Really relieved, Yang Feng, I know you are not foolish, and you will not calm down. I was almost fooled by you. Your acting skills, tuts, don’t compete for an Oscar, What a pity."

Qin Xue, Wang Bingqian, and even Jiang Zengyue all quietly looked up at Yang Feng with clear water eyes. At this moment, the hearts of the three were filled with various emotions, happiness, moving, worship...

Sensuous women hope that when they encounter danger, a hero will come forward and stand in front of them without hesitation.

At this moment, Yang Feng had a heroic halo over his head.

Xiao Gong was breathing fire in his eyes. He rolled up his sleeves and revealed his delicate elbows: "My buddy, it seems that you did not solve the problem."

Yang Feng pulled Su Qinxin next to him, looked at the nine workers staring in front of him, and smiled faintly: "Is it possible that I came to fight?"

"Obviously!" Xiao Gong shouted sharply, "He was born with a face that is not beaten, brothers, beat him!"

"It's okay, don't worry." Yang Feng gently said to the girls behind him, spreading his upper arms to block the nine small workers who went forward.

Wang Bingqian and Qin Xue simultaneously looked at Yang Feng's straight back, which seemed to be like a wall and a mountain, staying behind, so relieved.

The worker who was slapped in the face was the first to rush forward. He wanted to slap back that slap. He didn't get to him, and there was a clear drink behind him.

"stop!"

All the little workers stopped the momentum, bent over and bowed, their movements were neat and uniform: "Sister Pomegranate!"

Yang Feng's eyes widened to see that the woman was about thirty years old, with a cheongsam with clouds on her temples and heavy makeup. She was indeed a bit of "Pomegranate Sister".

However, Yang Feng did not notice that Qin Xue, Wang Bingqian, Jiang Zengyue and Su Qinxin, the eyes of the four girls looking at the pomegranate sister were full of coldness.