Chapter 1257

Zhao he eyes a stare, "Feng satisfactory, you pass kindergarten don't speak loudly, don't scare your future husband."

Feng satisfactorily covers small mouth, smile of close not close mouth, "this can have, if you see which kid suits me, can certainly help me to notice."

"Little fat man, I think you are really shameless." Zhao he was stunned, and then gave her a thumbs up.

"If you want a face, my husband will not have one."

After that, Song Yang, who is sitting alone on the sofa, looks a little embarrassed. For the first time, he knows that Feng Yuanyuan is such a talkative person and very funny.

She is very nervous in front of herself and speaks very carefully. She is quite different from Feng Zhongyuan now.

"Little fat man, don't worry about how to harm the flowers of the motherland. You'd better harm those old bacon! I heard them say that you like an old bacon Well, what are you doing? Don't cover Mouth. " When Feng Zhongyuan heard the old bacon, she remembered that Song Yang was still sitting here. She was so scared that she immediately covered each other's mouth and glared at him.

Song Yang was stunned for a moment, old bacon?

Is that him?

He is just and in his prime. He is at the most beautiful age for a man. How can he become an old bacon before he is 30 years old?

But look at Feng Guanyuan and Zhao he, they are really young and beautiful. Compared with a man like him who has experienced ups and downs, he has indeed become an old bacon.

"Can you shut your mouth and say one more word, and I'll blow your dog's head."

Zhao he also said, "little fat man, it's not easy to chew old bacon. Otherwise, you can try some fresh meat. Who do you think you like? We'll rob it for you. Then we'll wash it and tie a bow and send it to you."

Feng Zhongyuan now has the heart to die, but the old bacon sitting on the sofa has stood up.

As for why he stood up, Song Yang felt that Feng Yuanyuan's chubby hand was covering a boy's mouth, which was not very good.

But Feng satisfactorily nervous at a loss, Wu mouth also can't stop Zhao he crackling strange theory, "you rob who ah, you can shut up, why don't you wash yourself clean, tie a bow to me."

This words is pure angry words, but Zhao he stares at the big eyes of panic, "perfect little fat man, do you really covet my this small fresh meat?" He said with a dry smile, "you'd better like old bacon. Old bacon is good. You can practice your teeth."

Feng Yuanman is about to roll his eyes because of Zhao he's anger. He stomps several feet in a row. His feet hit Zhao he and call his scream. "Little fat man, don't step on it. I'll wash it. I'll tie a bow and lie on the bed. You can do whatever you want. Just don't step on my feet any more. It's almost meat mud."

"Trample on you, trample on you, let you talk." Feng Yuanman pushes Zhao he away and mends his butt by the way. He says viciously, "shut up!"

Song Yang went to Feng Yuan and asked, "I just heard you say that old bacon..."

"Old bacon, old bacon is delicious. Go, go, I'll teach you how to make old bacon." Her round little hand tightly grasped Song Yang's big hand for fear that he would turn around and ask Zhao he about the old bacon.

Feeling the roundness and softness of the palm, Song Yang felt his mood inexplicably good. Let her lead him, "I only heard of bacon, not old bacon."

"You've never heard of it. You're ignorant." Feng satisfactory patronize nervous, also don't know how unreasonable holding Song Yang's hand at this time. "In fact, the old bacon is, the meat is old, and then made into bacon, we commonly known as old bacon, old bacon meat is chewy, good practice teeth."

It's not bad. At least Song Yang listened with relish.

"How do you make old bacon?"

How to do it?

Feng Huan yuan is a little silly. He just thinks about what old bacon is, but he really doesn't think about how to make it?

"Spicy stir fry should be delicious!"

"Tell me the details. I'll go back and have a try."

"Oh When it comes to cooking, even if Feng has never done it before, he can still tell the truth. Song Yang's eyes fall on the hand she grasps. Her soft and sweet voice is in his ear. It's like a gurgling stream flowing through every corner of his body. There is a trace of peace everywhere, which makes him doze off.

Song Yang is really sleepy. He has been busy with the military base with his boss these days. He sleeps for more than ten hours in a week. Only when he is not sleepy can he have a ghost.

Feng Yuanman feels that his speech is in a mess. He knows that it is full of loopholes when he hears it, but he doesn't interrupt himself. Isn't it a bit too abnormal?

Can't help looking up, found that Song Yang actually fell asleep?

Is the quality of this person's sleep a little too good?

The two of them are still talking. He just fell asleep. The key is that it doesn't matter if he fell asleep. He still holds his hand tightly. She doesn't know whether she is moving or not?Looking at the dark circles under his eyes, Feng Zhongyuan was soft hearted and decided not to move, so that he could have a good sleep.

Zhao he lay on the bar beside him, "he is..."

Feng Yuanman stretched out his chubby finger and gave Zhao he a "hush" and a fierce stare.

He lowered his voice. "Is he the old bacon?"

"Shut up, don't you see him sleeping?"

"Perfect little fat man, you are really in love and can't extricate yourself."

Feng satisfactorily toward him to move a small hand, "you come."

"What for?"

"Come here."

In the face of Feng Yuanman's ferocious expression, Zhao he moves his steps in fear of waking up the old bacon, and Feng Yuanman will tear himself with his bare hands. "I'm here. What are you going to do?"

"Take off your clothes What's your expression? What do you think I want to do? I just want you to take off your clothes and cover him

Zhao he can't help but feel relieved. On second thought, something's wrong. "I'll be cold, too."

"He will be cold when he sleeps. If you don't sleep, take it off quickly!"

Feng Shenghe's face was colder and colder than that of his girlfriend.

Feng Huanyuan waved his hand to get out of the way. Don't make Song Yang sleep.

Zhao he sighed. There was a kind of feeling that the girl didn't want to stay. He lowered his voice and said, "then I'll go first."

She nodded, thinking that there would be the sound of wind chimes when she pushed the gate, she waved to him, "Zhao he, come back!"

Zhao he was very happy. The girl had a little conscience. She knew it was cold outside, and she gave the old bacon her clothes. So

"As soon as you go, the wind chime will ring. You'd better find a place to sit for a while."

Zhao he spat. He blamed him for thinking about the little fat man so well that he had only old bacon in his heart. Can't he see that the little fresh meat is cold?

Feng Yuanman twisted his eyebrows and said, "are you crazy?"

"Leave me alone, I have a plastic sister."

"Who is it?"

"The most hateful little fat man in the world."

Feng Zhongyuan takes a deep breath and already knows that the most hateful little fat man in his mouth is himself.

Song Yang sleeps soundly. He can't even hear Feng Zhongyuan and Zhao he's bickering. The softness in his big hands makes him sleep soundly. His head is on her thick shoulders, just like a soft pillow. He sleeps soundly.

Feng Yuanman was stiff and didn't dare to move. She could only hear the beating of her heart. She could smell the fresh smell of him from the tip of her nose and the warm breath of him from her neck. She felt dizzy.

She didn't dare to breathe. Her eyes were staring ahead. Zhao he stretched out his big hand and swayed in front of her.

Once.

Twice.

Three times

At the end of the day, Feng Zhongyuan is totally hopeless. Just relying on the old bacon, the whole person falls into the girl's nostalgia.

He can't help but wonder, in addition to the skin, the legs are a little bit longer than himself, the hands are a little bit more beautiful, and the eyelashes are a little bit longer.

Zhao he wrung his brows, why should he compare himself with him.

Crazy, crazy, crazy.

He took a few deep breaths and patted his cheek. He was a little hot. He also looked at Feng Guanyuan with dull eyes. His eyes became serious.