Today is New Year’s Eve. I want to have New Year’s Eve dinner and have a good gathering with my family. I can’t promise how many more chapters I can get, but there will definitely be two chapters. (Every year, Xiao Ding wants to see the Spring Festival Gala. After all, I can get a lot from it.
useful information).
I wish all book friends who have supported Xiao Ding, who have always supported Xiao Ding, and who will soon support Xiao Ding, a happy new year and may all their wishes come true!
By the way, I would also like to wish those comrades who hate Xiao Ding and harass Xiao Ding a happy New Year, but then they will never be happy again after the New Year! Hehe!
Thanks to book friend ‘yeyaohui1989’ for the gift of 10 red flowers, it’s so awesome!
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"Go, you think so beautifully, don't think that you have grown up and become mature when you see girls who are no longer shy. In my eyes, you are still far away from being my boyfriend!" Feng Xiaoxiao scolded.
He said: "Why are you so wordy? Turn your back quickly. I'll just treat it as a little pig's wound."
Qin Xiang smiled bitterly and turned around helplessly.
"Put your butt up." Feng Xiaoxiao said honestly and politely.
Qin Xiang smiled bitterly again and had no choice but to do as he was told.
Her movements later were very gentle, as if she was afraid of hurting his wound again, and she didn't hear her speak again. Qin Xiang deliberately turned around to see what her face looked like at this time, but thinking about it, this girl was very nervous at this time.
Maybe like a thief, I would turn around from time to time to see if he was peeking, and then let it go.
Fortunately, Feng Xiaoxiao didn't have the hobby of "baby abuse" like Zhang Xiangyu. She gave him the feeling that she was very serious and completed all the steps very gently, and then pulled up his pants for him.
Qin Xiang just wanted to turn his head to see her last expression, but he didn't know that just as his head moved, Feng Xiaoxiao scolded him again: "Don't look back."
Qin Xiang smiled bitterly and had no choice but to lie down and not dare to move.
Feng Xiaoxiao stared at his head, touched his hot and red cartoon face, gently stroked his plump chest, and thought to himself: "Smelly little Xiangzi, let me do such a shameful thing, well, wait a minute
When you're done, I'll take care of you slowly."
Ever since she came in, when she heard Qin Xiang's words, she always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong for a moment. When she heard that Zhang Xiangyu was applying medicine for him in this way, her heart tightened for no reason, but she didn't care.
She did so hesitantly. She didn't even know what she was thinking at that time. She just felt that Zhang Xiangyu could help him in this way, and she seemed to be more able.
"Is this really going to be okay?" After a long time, Feng Xiaoxiao asked.
Qin Xiang asked: "Can I turn back now?"
"Are you a cow? No one is holding your head down. Whether or not you love me back is none of my business." Feng Xiaoxiao snorted.
You're just a girl, how can you be so unreasonable? You didn't turn around before, but now when people ask you, it seems like you've broken some law. Qin Xiang was speechless and turned her head around when she saw her face.
Everything was as usual, as if nothing had happened. There was no clue from her facial expression.
"It's okay. If you recover well, you will probably be able to walk around tomorrow." Qin Xiang said with an aggrieved look.
"It's better if you can't die. Otherwise, you won't have any relatives in Fengjing, and you'll have to ask me to help you collect the body. Maybe you are greedy and ask me to buy you a niche in Longshan, then I will suffer a big loss.
." Feng Xiaoxiao glared at him and said: "Whatever you want to eat for lunch, I will show mercy and buy it for you."
Qin Xiang saw that her temper seemed to be out of control, so he did not dare to refute the first sentence. Regarding the sudden big jump in the second sentence, he said: "Didn't Xiang Yu tell Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang to do it? How dare I bother Feng Da?"
Miss you!"
"When I arrived earlier, Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang suddenly received a call saying that their son had been in a car accident and was running around anxiously. I told Zhang Xiangyu that I would take care of you for a long time, and the two of them rushed to the hospital.
"Yes." Feng Xiaoxiao said, and the words suddenly changed: "You guy, you screamed so affectionately, didn't you fall in love with Miss Zhang again? Didn't you just touch one of your pigs? It wouldn't be a big deal.
Right? Also, I call people Xiangyu Xiangyu, but you call me Miss Feng. Why are you taking the wrong medicine?"
"No, no, no, I thought Uncle Wang was here, so I didn't want to trouble you, Xiao Xiao!" Qin Xiang felt panicked. This girl's capriciousness today was too dramatic, and he felt a little overwhelmed.
"Spare you, don't let me know that you, a stinky little Xiangzi, went around scheming other girls after watching that movie, otherwise I won't be able to spare you." Feng Xiaoxiao snorted and said, "What do you want to eat, tell me quickly.
"
"I...I just want to drink soup!" Qin Xiang told the truth this time. For some reason, he drank the soup that Song Hanhan cooked for him yesterday, and drank the soup that Zhang Xiangyu fed him last night. He seemed to
Suddenly I became obsessed with drinking soup. I vaguely felt that I could always find a familiar memory when drinking the soup they fed me.
I don't know if that one is his mother's memory.
"You don't know how to cook it. Why are you so picky? Are you addicted to the soup made by sister Hanhan yesterday?" Feng Xiaoxiao frowned and said: "If you don't tell me, I will go out and buy it for you randomly.
No, you deserve to starve to death if you can’t eat!”
After saying that, he covered him with the down quilt, then turned around and walked out with his small waist twisted.
"Did I offend her and make her so angry?" Qin Xiang watched Feng Xiaoxiao's figure disappear at the door of the room, and smiled bitterly in his heart. He began to regret a little, regretting that he shouldn't have asked for trouble after such a performance.
During the play, Feng Xiaoxiao's attitude towards herself had changed drastically even before she saw any flaws. If she knew that he was acting and deliberately looking for opportunities to get close to her, would she get furious and stab herself with a knife?
Feng Xiaoxiao went out for a long time, and when she came back, it was already two hours later.
The moment the door opened, Qin Xianggang wanted to complain about why she had been there for so long, but when he saw what she was holding, a warm current flowed through his heart. He only felt that there was something blocking his heart, and his eyes were filled with inexplicable confusion.
A thin layer of fog has arisen!
Feng Xiaoxiao was holding a steaming soup can in her hand. Judging from her cautious look, she seemed to be afraid of accidentally knocking over the soup can. Qin Xiang also saw that there was no padding on her hand.
Any heat-insulating thing, her little hands were shaking slightly because they could not withstand the high temperature of the soup can, but she endured it.
Her pretty face, which looked like a beautiful girl stepping out of a comic book, now had a few traces of dust left on it. It seemed that the kitchen used in the Zhang family's old house was probably wood-fired.
Before she went out, she said she was picky and went out to buy random things for herself to eat, but it turned out that she went to the kitchen to make soup for herself.
What a silly girl with a hard mouth and a soft heart!
Qin Xiang thought to herself, her eyes were moist, she got up from the bed and said: "Xiao Xiao, put it on the table quickly, look at you, your hot little hands are red!"
As soon as Feng Xiaoxiao put the soup can on the table, he immediately jumped up, waved his hands and shouted: "Oh~~, you're burning me to death!"
"Come here quickly, let me take a look at your hand!" Qin Xiang said anxiously.
Feng Xiaoxiao walked over while waving his hands, and gave both of his pitiful little hands to him.
