So, Zhong Chuhong was pressed and killed another fight.

"Are you convinced?" Qiao Feng asked hugged Zhong Chuhong, who was also limp and muddy.

The answer to him was that Zhong Chuhong rolled his eyes and was weak.

"Just let beasts be beasts, it's better than beasts than animals." Qiao Feng smiled.

Zhang Ailing said that the closest passage to a woman's heart is the yin and silence. This is shocking, but it is not without reason.

The first time I lost last night, Zhong Chuhong had no feelings or memories, but the two times after waking up in the morning felt clearly. The pleasure that flowed like a tide made her feel very powerless.

Looking at the handsome face in front of me, this is the man who has taken away his innocence for more than 20 years. Zhong Chuhong suddenly felt like he was just like this and accepted his fate.

So he gently stroked Qiao Feng's cheek with a slender hand and asked softly with complex thoughts: "What's your name? How old are you?"

Feeling Zhong Chuhong's heart that seemed unwilling to accept his fate, Qiao Feng grabbed Zhong Chuhong's slender hand and kissed her gently, and smiled and said, "My name is Qiao Feng. Everyone who is familiar calls me Gangmaster Qiao, just call me Afeng. You can call me Afeng. I am eighteen years old this year, only three years younger than you. The girl has a gold brick in her junior year. It seems that I want to send it."

"You? Gangmaster Qiao" Zhong Chuhong couldn't help laughing, and said with a blank look and teasing: "Where are you like Gangmaster Qiao? I think you are very similar to Murong Fu, a beast and a hypocrite."

"Murong Fu is also very good. He is handsome, has good kung fu and has a good family background. If you look at the maids around him, their cousins ​​are all beautiful women. They are simply winners in life. In this way, what do you want for your husband?" Qiao Feng said shamelessly and enviously.

"Bastard, big selang" Zhong Chuhong twisted Qiao Feng's waist coquettishly.

"Ah" Qiao Feng shouted loudly in pain.

"Be gentle" Zhong Chuhong hurriedly covered Qiao Feng's mouth, then looked carefully at the door and said nervously: "What should you do if your parents shout so loudly, what should you do if you hear it?"

The cautious and fearful look of being caught and raped in the bed made Qiao Feng laugh. Zhong Chuhong wanted to cover his mouth with his hands. Qiao Feng hugged her in his arms and leaned into her ear and said, "Don't worry, my mother has gone out long ago, and she can't hear it even if the sound is loud."

"Then you still have your old beans," Zhong Chuhong said angrily.

"I, Lao Dou, died when I was a child. If he could hear it, you would be damn it," Qiao Feng smiled again.

"Go, how can you say that you are old bean?" Zhong Chuhong slapped the thief's hand swimming up his delicate body and said.

"Last night your mother saw you take me..." Zhong Chuhong stopped talking shyly.

"Don't worry, my mother doesn't come back every night until the store closes in the early morning. She is not at home when we come back, and even if she comes back, she won't come up to the second floor." Qiao Feng explained with a smile.

Qiao Feng is just eighteen years old now and no longer goes to school. He is having fun with a bunch of gangsters all day long. As a result, he was knocked from the back of his head and asked Qiao Feng to possess his soul.

Now there is only one widowed mother in the family, named Lin Wanqing, thirty-six years old, she is quite beautiful and dignified, and has a ladylike temperament. Lin Wanqing's father was a professor in China earlier and was considered a scholarly family. Naturally, Lin Wanqing developed such temperament.

Later, in 1949, I came to Hong Kong with my only daughter from mainland China. At that time, I still had little assets when I was a professor, and I lived a good life when I came to Hong Kong.

When they came to Hong Kong, the father and daughter of the Lin family met Qiao Zhiyong family, who also came from the mainland. The situation of Qiao Zhiyong family was almost the same as that of Lin Wanqing's family. Except for not being a professor, they were all intellectual families. Then, in Hong Kong, where they came to Hong Kong in 1948, they got familiar with the same background experience.

But Qiao Zhiyong's family was not as rich as the Lin family, and his life was very miserable. Even if the Lin family helped him, Qiao Zhiyong's parents still died of illness in a few years.

A few years later, when Lin Wanqing was eighteen years old, her father felt that her body was not good enough, so he let Lin Wanqing, who grew up in childhood, marry Qiao Zhiyong. The next year, before Qiao Feng was born, the old man died of illness.

The old man had a good plan and wanted Qiao Zhiyong to take care of his daughter. As a result, Qiao Zhiyong was also a short-lived person. When Qiao Feng was three years old, he was stabbed to death when he was going out for business.

In addition to his son Qiao Feng, Lin Wanqing only has the current small building with a total of more than 400 square meters on the second floor, plus a tea restaurant with the same two-story floor.

Lin Wanqing relied on her home to raise Qiao Feng in the tea restaurant on the radio. Qiao Feng was very obedient when she was a child, but the older she became, the more rebellious and disobedient she became. Lin Wanqing couldn't control her.

As a result, Qiao Feng was as short-lived as his father, and was knocked to death by someone, allowing the current soul from later generations to occupy his body.

This is the bizarre journey of Qiao Feng. After traveling through time, Qiao Feng naturally couldn't accept it for a while. For two days, he just wanted to numb himself with alcohol. As a result, he met Zhong Chuhong who was in a bad mood and was drunk. Then he vomited each other. After Zhong Chuhong fainted after vomiting, he was kind again and picked up Zhong Chuhong home, and then he didn't know what happened to the two of them actually slept.

Oh my God, I actually slept with Chung Chuhong, who is known as Hong Kong Marilyn Monroe. She also took one blood, but I don’t know how many bloods of the second blood. Is this lucky or lucky?

Even though he hugged Zhong Chuhong in his arms, Qiao Feng still felt as unreal as if he had been hit by a five million lottery, and was comparable to the strange travel of Hong Kong.

After staying warm for a while, Zhong Chuhong remembered that she didn't go home last night. She didn't know what she was anxious about at home, so she quickly called her home to report her safety by using Qiao Feng's phone number.

A man's harsh and stern questioning came from there. Zhong Chuhong said a few vaguely, hung up the phone with a snap, and then hurriedly put on dirty clothes, put on simple makeup, and prepared to go home to report.

Qiao Feng then put on a newly found T-shirt and shorts to take Zhong Chuhong back, but was rejected by Zhong Chuhong. He just left his address at home and also had a phone number to contact. The Zhong family did not have a phone number, and the phone number was from a nearby grocery store.

After watching Zhong Chuhong frown, she moved her legs and walked up the taxi with difficulty, Qiao Feng turned around and walked towards his own tea restaurant.

The place is not far away, and it is only a few minutes away from the residence.

I opened the door and went in. I was about to say hello to my mother sitting behind the cashier when I heard someone talking loudly. I heard a story about two cheaters carefully.

Someone next to him interrupted: "Pujiezi, you said you were a screenwriter before. Is this the TV script you wrote?"
Chapter completed!