The Richest Man Yang Fei

Yang Fei helped her and said, "You are drunk."

"I'm drunk, but I understand in my heart, I know what I'm doing." Jiang Hanying's mouth, like a chicken pecking at rice, kissed Yang Fei's face.

Yang Fei's breath became thicker, and her full enthusiasm burned him like fire.

Yang Fei used to want to have such a beautiful face in front of him.

Jiang Hanying's body is a bit fleshy, but the meat is good, the place that should stand up, the place that should be upturned, tall, slender legs, softly nestled in Yang Fei's arms, like a boneless fish, absorbing Yang The nutrient of the fly.

Yang Fei put his hands on her waist and buttocks, and when she loosened her a little, she slid down, and he had to hold her firmly. Although she was separated from the clothes, he still felt the amazing elasticity of her skin.

She is like a fish longing for water, and like a slippery snake, entangled in him, as if to swallow him.

They are lovers, no matter what the reason is, they have been separated for a period of time, even if they have hated or hurt them, when they hug each other again, the heart-to-heart feeling, that familiar warmth, that once wanted but couldn’t. The obsession was revived again.

"Yang Fei, we should have reached this point long ago, right?" Jiang Hanying said tearfully, "Before graduation, I said I would give it to you, and you said I would keep it until marriage. If you wanted me long ago, we So much will not happen."

Yang Fei had no memory of what happened at that time.

As a young man, he might really be able to say such a thing.

Boys of that era always thought for girls, and felt that having too close contact before they got married would be unfair to girls, and being able to hold back the hair was the best love for her.

As everyone knows, girls actually yearn for your love more.

You tried your best to protect her for the first time, but you don't know, maybe one day, she was in a cheap hotel bed and gave it to some "bad scumbag."

If it were replaced by the current Yang Fei, he would never say it again, and keep it for marriage.

The result of a mistake of a thought is different from Tianyuan.

Yang Fei lifted her face and silently wiped away the tears from her face.

"I thought it was for your good." Yang Fei said with difficulty.

Jiang Hanying said: "If I don't love you so much, how can I give myself to you? Don't you know that there is a reason why it is worthwhile to break it?"

"I know." Just as Yang Fei finished speaking, there was a soft, fragrant tongue in his mouth.

"Tonight, let's make up our homework, okay? Don't refuse me, don't say anything, we are no longer young people. I know everything that should be understood."

Yang Fei stuck her clove tongue, like two pots of hot fire, colliding with each other blazingly.

Jiang Hanying wanted to give Yang Fei the first time, and kept it for him. Although it was a little late, it still happened.

Yang Fei woke up at noon the next day.

The sun was shining brightly through the windows and on the wooden floor, shining traces of dust in the air.

Yang Fei opened his eyes and looked at the dust flying in the light. He was stunned for a long time. The crazy scene of greed and pleasure last night, like a movie playback, slowly came to his mind.

He stretched out his hand and touched the pillow, but he didn't see her.

She didn't go to bed until the morning. She wouldn't get up so early, so she went to school, right?

Yang Fei got up and noticed that his head was a little heady. He drank too much wine last night, and added an action that was not fatigued at night. He had a few stinky sweats, washed a few times and was over-exhausted. At the moment, his head was groggy.

"Yang Fei, you are awake." Jiang Hanying came in with a bowl of steaming soup in her pajamas.

Her hair was casually pulled behind her head, and her face was as bright as a peach blossom, delicate and pleasant.

Yang Fei took the soup bowl, blew it, and took a sip. He felt that the warmth was just right and the taste was pure, so he drank it quickly, and said in surprise, "What kind of soup is this? It tastes particularly good."

"Cordyceps, ginseng, boiled soup, soaked bird's nest, haven't you drunk it before?"

"Oh my God, what you said, I only saw it in novels."

"You are so rich, so do you still care about it?"

"Did you make it?"

"Ok."

"I can't tell, you don't look like Miss Qian Jin at all."

"Miss Qianjin doesn't do anything? The ancient ladies have a lot to learn, so the female workers won't talk about it. This is the foundation, and you have to be good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting!"

Yang Fei asked: "Last night, I didn't wear a raincoat, so I won't win the bid, right?"

"If you hit it, you will hit it, are you afraid?"

"What am I afraid of?"

"Afraid of being responsible!"

"..."

"I'll be born after being pregnant, don't care about it, I will raise it myself."

"You are still in school!"

"How important is it to raise a child in reading?"

"..."

"Punch!" Jiang Hanying smiled, "Are you kidding me, do you think I don't understand? I know."

She put down the dishes, crawled into the bed, nestled in his arms, and gently moved his short stubble.

I haven't shaved for a day, and my beard is piercing.

"Will you come to see me in the future?"

"Ok."

Yang Fei responded and said, "There is a very important lesson in the afternoon. I have to listen to it."

Jiang Hanying said, "This weekend, did you forget?"

"Really? I'm in a daze." Yang Fei shook his head.

"Go, let's sing." Jiang Hanying pulled Yang Fei up.

Her house has a set of speakers ~www.wuxiahere.com~ and Yang Fei’s set in the Royal Garden is the same brand, and the sound quality is surprisingly good. Her house has undergone special sound insulation treatment, so outside sounds cannot come in. The sound of music will not disturb the neighbors.

Yang Fei stayed at her house until the evening, and the two separated after dinner.

The next day when he went to school, Yang Fei held a book and walked to the teaching building. Suddenly he saw Chen Ruoling and Chen Mo walking side by side.

They walked together, really like two beautiful flowers, complementing each other.

"Yang Fei, I can count as seeing you." Chen Ruoling smiled, "Shall we go riding a horse this afternoon? I made an appointment with Chen Mo."

Yang Fei glanced at Chen Mo and said, "No. I have something to do this afternoon."

"Are you so busy?" Chen Ruoling said, "We two girls invited you, but are you willing to refuse?"

"Miss Ruoling, I hope you will remember what I said that day."

"Remember, what you said, invite me to drink tea when you have time. Or, it's better to hit the sun another day. If you don't go horse riding today, let's drink tea instead?"

Yang Fei said lightly: "You know, I'm not talking about this."

Chen Ruoling said: "I know you are talking about commercial cooperation. Even if you don't cooperate, I'm also your member and you are my president. We are still classmates! Chen Mo, don't you think?"

Chen Mo said, looking at Yang Fei a little shyly.

The more I learned about Yang Fei, the more surprised and puzzled Chen Mo became.

Why would a good person like Yang Fei protect himself?

Say it's love, right? He never said it again.

Yang Fei said: "I'm going to the CCTV studio in the afternoon. Yang Yuying was rehearsing the Spring Festival Gala in Beijing. She invited me to meet. She is the spokesperson of our products. I have to go to this appointment. So, two Miss Chen, I can only speak Sorry."

After that, Yang Fei and Shi Ran walked away.