A woman in the cold wind always flutters with the wind.

Looking at Song Fang's somewhat lonely back, Xia Jian parked the motorcycle behind her. The woman turned around when she heard the noise. When she saw that it was Xia Jian, she smiled slightly and asked in surprise: "Why are you?"

"Oh! I'm going to go home, but I didn't expect to meet you here. What's wrong? It's so leisurely," Xia Jian said, jumping off the motorcycle.

Song Fang shook her slightly messy head and said sadly: "There is something wrong with the factory. Now the business is closed and the rectification is over. All the workers are going home on holiday. It's a bit boring to stay alone in the factory, so I'm out for a walk."

"Is it a big problem?" Xia Jian couldn't help asking.

Song Fang shook her head and said, "I don't know yet. Wang Youdao has gone to SZ. The specific situation will be discussed when he comes back. Should I go in and sit down?" When Song Fang said this, her eyes were filled with begging.

Xia Jian suddenly felt sorry for others. Song Fang became like this today, and more or less related to her. Even if she couldn't give her anything, she couldn't be so indifferent!

"Okay! Then sit down!" As soon as Xia Jian thought of this, he readily agreed to Song Fang.

When Song Fang heard this, he happily led Xia Jian to the factory. The factory, which was usually noisy, seemed extremely deserted at this time. When the doorkeeper saw that Song Fang was back, he opened the retractable door.

Xia Jian parked his motorcycle under the carport and then followed Song Fang to her single dormitory. After more than two years of hard work, Song Fang seemed to have won the world in Huafeng Electrical Appliances. She now lives in a suite with one living room and one bedroom, and there are everything in the room. Xia Jian saw it and was happy in his heart.

Song Fang turned on the light in the room, then closed the door tightly, and then called Xia Jian to sit on the sand. Xia Jian looked at Song Fang and saw that her ears had grown to a longer length, and her body seemed to be a little plump than before, and she looked more sexy.

While making tea for Xia Jian, Song Fang asked with a smile: "Am I old?"

"No, thirty years old is the best age for women." Xia Jian laughed and took the tea that Song Fang handed him. He took a sip and looked out the window. The weather in winter is very short and it started to change at around six o'clock.

Song Fang saw Xia Jian’s thoughts, and she smiled and said, “Don’t rush to leave. I’ll cook a few dishes later. Let’s have two drinks together. I’m almost depressed.” After Song Fang finished speaking, she had turned on the refrigerator and prepared to start cooking before Xia Jian could speak.

When he said something, he swallowed it back. Xia Jian had a lot of opinions about Song Fang before. Since that night, he didn't know why he was wrong about Song Fang before, because he realized that he had experienced it and realized that it was nothing wrong to like someone, just like he once liked Xiao Xiao.

Song Fang in the kitchen was in full swing, and Xia Jian would never have thought that such a beautiful southern woman had gone to the north for love, but she didn't expect to get a one-person single person. He really didn't know who made the mistake.

"Hi! Do you still know how to cook?" Xia Jian couldn't sit still. He walked over and asked with a smile.

When Song Fang saw Xia Jian entering the kitchen, she hurriedly pushed Xia Jian out and said, "Go out quickly, there is so much oil smoke here, be careful to choke you." Seeing Song Fang caring about him so much, Xia Jian felt an unknown feeling in his heart.

The two of them couldn't eat much, but Song Fang still cooked four dishes and one soup, a typical southern flavor.

What Xia Jian didn't expect was that Song Fang had a few bottles of good wine in his cabinet. Xia Jian asked a little disbelief: "Why are you still holding white wine in your room?"

Looking at Xia Jian's suspicious look, Song Fang smiled slightly and said, "Why can't I put white wine in my room? Don't forget, I can drink white wine too. When I am alone, sometimes when I am unhappy, I will take a few sips."

Xia Jian didn't expect that his unintentional question aroused Song Fang's sadness. He whispered with a sorry mood: "I'm sorry! I was unintentional."

"I know! But I'm still quite happy that you can come to my place tonight. I originally wanted to ask Wang Youdao for trouble for the last time, but after listening to you, it's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years. I will let him know how powerful I am, Song Fang." Song Fang said, raising his glass and sipped it all.

Xia Jian smiled and said, "You don't have to care about this, he was also instructed by others. It's just that when you work together, he really shouldn't push you to the forefront."

"This kind of person is a mother if he has breastfeeding. In fact, he is in a down-and-out manner. The Qin family regards him as a long-term worker and guards the factory here for them. Even in their old Wang family, as the boss, he has no status at all." Song Fang said, and couldn't help but shake his head.

The two of them were teasing each other around, drinking a bottle of good wine inadvertently. Xia Jian couldn't help but ask Song Fang, "Do you have any contact with your child now?"

"Yes! I've called once a few months ago. Maybe it was because I was separated for too long. The child didn't feel anything about me. I figured it out too. Since I have come to this point, I should give up everything." Song Fang said, and opened the second bottle of white wine.

Xia Jian was embarrassed to stop him, but he had already seen that Song Fang was not drunk and would not stop. If he suggested that he would not drink any more at this time, Song Fang would definitely be unhappy, but if he continued to drink like this, he would definitely get drunk. What's more, he still knew her Song Fang's alcohol tolerance.

"Drink less wine, we have to finish this dish, otherwise wouldn't it waste your good skills?" Xia Jian finally found an excuse to persuade him to drink.

Song Fang smiled and said, "Do you want to leave? Then I tell you, since you are here, don't think about leaving. When you go back to Xiping Village, you are looking for Zhao Hong to sleep. Can you sleep with her every night, so can't you accompany me for one night? I'm not a greedy person, just this one night."

Looking at Song Fang's eyes, Xia Jian was in a mess.

Song Fang poured wine for the two of them again, and her hands holding the wine glass began to shake. Her complexion was flushed, she was no longer very straightforward when she spoke, and her tongue began to tie knots.

Xia Jian smiled and said, "Don't drink so much, I'll stay."

Xia Jian's words made Song Fang happy. She poured all the wine in her cup to Xia Jian and said, "Just take my place, or if you get drunk, no one will clean up the table."

Xia Jian smiled and finished drinking all the wine in the cup. He helped Song Fang and said, "I think you can't do it anymore. You'd better go to bed and rest first. Let me leave it here."

Song Fang was helped by Xia Jian and stood up. Half of her body crawled into Xia Jian's arms. Suddenly she stretched out her hands and hugged Xia Jian's neck with both hands, and her alcoholic mouth was pressed on.

Xia Jian couldn't grasp it for a while, so the two of them kissed each other.

The night when the wind was howling cold seemed extremely cold. But the two people in the room, driven by alcohol and passion, their clothes fell on the ground like snowflakes. It felt like it was summer in the room, and it was winter outside the room.

The light of a car suddenly appeared at the gate of Huafeng Electrical Appliances. The old man who was dozing off hurriedly looked at the watch on the wall. It was already past two o'clock in the middle of the night, who was so blind?

The old man put on his clothes, opened the window and looked out his head. Just as he was about to curse, he found that the car was Wang You. It seemed that Wang You had returned, so he hurriedly opened the retractable door.

Wang You, who had parked the car, got out of the car, pointed to a Yamaha motorcycle under the carport and shouted: "Old Wang! Whose car is this?"

Lao Wang shrank and ran out of the doorman. He ran and said, "It's Director Song's friend."

Director Song’s friend? Wang You’s face changed. Song Fang also has a friend riding such a motorcycle. Wang You’s brain was spinning quickly. He suddenly slapped his forehead and couldn’t help but curse: “Boy and female!” He finally remembered that this motorcycle was not someone else’s, but Xia Jian’s. He had watched Xia Jian ride it before.

Old Wang, who was walking aside, asked carefully: "Director Wang, is there anything wrong? I'll go back. It's too cold this day."

"Wear more clothes when you go back, be careful that you will freeze you to death and our factory will not be responsible." Wang You cursed coldly, and he vented all his unhappiness on Lao Wang.

Lao Wang doesn’t care what he scolds, just let him go back anyway.

Wang You, who returned to the house, felt like he was hitting a wall. Where is this dog-good Xia Jian? How come several beautiful women in the village sticking upside down. It would be fine if Zhao Hong didn't mention it, but Song Fang had already suffered a loss last time, but why did she still do this?

Wang You became more and more angry the more he thought about it. This time he went back to SZ, an old guy from Qin Huadong, scolded him. Even Qin Shuifeng was lukewarm to him. After staying for a few days, he didn't even stick to the side. When he thought of this, Wang You was so angry that he scolded the ancestors of the Qin family. Unexpectedly, when he returned to the factory, he met Song Fang and Xia Jianyehe again.

You said that Wang You was pretty good to Song Fang, but this woman relied on having an affair with Qin Huadong and didn't let him get close to her. That's great. Xia Jianyi came, why didn't she remember who she was?

No, they can't sleep too well. When Wang You thought of this, he found half a wooden stick under the bed and held it in his hand, then turned off the light in the room, and touched Song Fang's residence.

At this time, the sky was missing. Wang You's one person felt a little gloomy. He couldn't help but foster his courage, so he walked over with his hands and feet.

There was no light in Song Fang's room, which meant that both of them were already asleep. But Wang You was still a little worried, so he pressed his ear to the window of Song Fang's bedroom.

Suddenly, a creaking sound of the bed board came, followed by a ecstasy voice from a woman. The dogs and men and women are really energetic, and it's time to make trouble. Wang You cursed in his heart, and the jealousy in his heart became more and more intense with the sound of the high and low in the room.

Go, your grandma! Wang You didn't think about anything anymore, and the wooden stick in his hand smashed it. With a bang, the glass in Song Fang's room shattered.
Chapter completed!