Chapter 1366

Feng Zhongyuan suddenly couldn't find his grandfather, and his face panicked, "grandfather?"

As if the whole world was dark, or even quiet down, leaving only a series of footsteps, Feng satisfactorily looking around, "grandfather?"

"Perfect."

After more than four months, when he heard such a familiar call again, he burst into tears.

"Grandfather."

Far away came out a shadow, faltering, if usual she would be afraid, but now she is not afraid.

Because she knew it was her grandfather, who loved her most.

"I don't cry."

"Grandfather, I miss you." Every day outside, she thought, couldn't sleep and cried again and again.

"Complete, grandfather is going to leave, you are the most worried child of grandfather, now watching you find the person you like, grandfather is very happy."

"But..."

"Again, grandpa doesn't care. What are you still doing?"

Seldom can I hear my grandfather scold me so harshly. Feng Zhongyuan looks at his gradually clear face in a daze, and burst into tears again.

"When my baby cries, my grandfather's heart is breaking."

"Grandfather."

"Complete, grasp the present, grandfather wants you to be happy, instead of seizing the past. If you feel bad, Song Yang will be tired one day." Seeing that his granddaughter didn't speak, the old man of the Feng family sighed, "it's really Song Yang's fault. He's so angry that he can't fight with it in the future."

"Grandfather, you just met him. How did you get bribed?"

"Who makes my granddaughter look so good?"

Feng Yuanman has a small face.

"It's perfect. Once you're done, your grandfather can be relieved to be reincarnated."

"Grandfather, you're worried about perfection." Although she didn't give up, the law of the world was so. She knew it was the best destination for her grandfather.

"Song Yang is a good boy. His grandfather is very satisfied with his son-in-law. We want to be happy."

As his grandfather's voice faded away, Feng Zhongyuan woke up from his dream. Looking at Song Yang sleeping on his bed, he was slightly absent-minded.

Still holding his big hand, he is much thinner than before.

In my dream, my grandfather came to say goodbye to her. Since I was with my sister-in-law, she met many things. She knew that what happened in my dream was true.

Knowing what Song Yang had done and her grandfather's enlightenment, she struggled out of the mud.

Long sigh, whispered, "so forgive you, the next time I meet Ji Xiaotong, do you not grasp the scale?"

Song Yang didn't know when he woke up. He didn't even know what time it was?

The heavy shading curtains made him not know whether it was night or day, especially when he was still holding a soft little woman in his arms. He was even more afraid to move, for fear that she would turn around and leave when she woke up.

When he was sober, he almost jumped out of bed. If it wasn't for her impatient hum, he would have thought that the person lying in his arms was Feng Guanyuan.

Scared that he was in a cold sweat at that time. Now, ah man is lying on his side with his arm in his arms. Occasionally, he rubs his arm with his head. His weightless legs are on his body. The soft touch makes him sweat all over again.

It's hard to feel the alternation of cold and heat, but he would rather be so miserable than let her wake up so soon.

Feng Zhongyuan was awakened by heat. The man beside him is no different from the stove.

Her soft little hand, in the dark to Song Yang's forehead.

He breathed heavily for a few minutes, but Feng Yuanman murmured, "can't it be a fever?" The boiling heat made her get up from the bed. The next second, she was hugged by Song Yang and pressed her under her body, in exchange for Feng's exclamation.

He got the fragrance on her lips faster. In the past, his kiss was gentle and occasionally a little teased, but now it is full of lust and a little indulgence and punishment. I wish I could integrate her into my own bones.

After 20 years of living, Feng Yuanman hasn't been so kissed by anyone, especially the one who kisses himself is still the one she likes. At first, she is weak under his warm kiss. The darkness blocks her soft and coquettish state at the moment, and then she can't turn Song Yang into a fierce beast.

His big hands were burning hot, and the place he passed was burning hot. Feng Zhongyuan felt that his body was burning hot, even weak.

Wriggling, rejecting his intimacy.

Song Yang's eyes darkened again, as if he could see a deep vortex.

He reached behind Feng's back, only to hear the zipper Shua pulled down, Feng's rational return, very decisively called out, "no!"

Song Yang's body shape, breathing heavy and heavy, punishment like bite her white and tender earlobe.

She shivered all over, "well It hurtsBoom, Song Yang feels his head is about to explode.

One more second, he'll be a beast.

The next second, he left and stumbled all the way. He didn't know where he hit on the way. In exchange for his curse, he finally found the bathroom, and then heard the clattering of water.

Feng Yuanyuan took a long breath, his little face flushed.

Almost, almost, they actually

But when she heard the clatter of water in the bathroom, she couldn't help laughing.

Afraid that Feng Yuanman had gone, Song Yang took a cold shower for a while and ran out.

See her side lying on the bed, holding the pillow and fell asleep, the moment of gas and hum.

Why can she go on sleeping so calmly?

Why didn't the zipper on the back of the dress pull up, revealing a little flesh of snow-white back, he was thirsty again. Holding the door frame, he turned and rushed into the bathroom again, and continued to let the water out for a shower.

Song Yang tossed tired, pulled the quilt to cover her, and then fell asleep on the sofa.

Feng Yuanman rubbed his bleary eyes and took a look at his mobile phone. It was more than eight in the morning. Having a look at Song Yang, who hasn't woken up yet, she got out of bed and zipped up her back.

Looking at Song Yang who sleeps with her bag, he can't help grinding his teeth. I want to ask him, do you mean it?

When he touched his bag, Feng Chengyuan lightened his movements and slowly pulled out his bag. He saw the success.

A brute force pressed her bag. She could not help looking at Song Yang and found that he was awake. Feng Zhongyuan was a little embarrassed and pointed to the backpack under Song Yang's head, "my bag."

"Well."

"I'm leaving?"

"Are you going to hide from me for the rest of your life?"

Feng is stunned for a moment. After he opened his heart knot last night, he didn't want to leave again, but it seems a bit uneconomic to forgive him like this.

No one knows, the next time Ji Xiaotong appears, will he lose his head again?

"I haven't been home all night. My parents will be worried."

"I've already called your brother."

Feng Yuanman stares at her beautiful eyes. "Who did you call?"

"Your brother."

"You..."

"Don't worry. If your brother says what I dare to do to you, he will break my dogleg."

Thinking of his kiss last night, Feng couldn't help blushing and coughing to hide his embarrassment He started to pull the backpack, but Song Yang refused to let it go and kept it. "I'm going home."

"You promise me you won't go again."

"Good!"

"If I can let you run once, there will never be a second time, so "You agreed?" Song Yang thought that it would take more effort, but he was surprised that she agreed so happily.

"Yes, I'll tell you if I go abroad again."

Song Yang black face, "how do you still want to escape me?"

"The vast majority of teachers' work is abroad. As a student of his, I will certainly follow him."

Song Yang Leng Leng, today's man seems to be particularly easy to talk, even to explain to himself.

He's a little dizzy, and he doesn't even know what year it is?

"Ah man?" He opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. It took him a long time to say, "grandfather, he likes me very much." After that, he regretted that he should mention his grandfather at this time. Isn't it just a smoke?

He became a helpless child, holding Feng's bag tightly, and said with a firm heart, "I know you can't forgive me now, but can you give me a chance to show?" If you don't give me a chance, I won't return your bag.

Seeing that he was still fierce, Feng Zhongyuan lost his bag and said, "hold it!" He turned around and went to the bathroom. After a while, there was the sound of the water. Song Yang came back to his mind, imagining the way she was taking a bath. He was full of colorful waste and gasped for breath. He also wanted to take a bath.