Long Street

Chapter 18: Never leave, I miss my wife every festive season

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On the surface, Jin Fubai looked light and calm, but in fact, he had been feeling stuffy and vomited in his chest these days.

The kiss didn't linger for too long, he bit it like punishment, stinging the tip of Taro's tongue.

At the end of the kiss, Xiang Yu's eyes were bright and his voice was moist: "Tang Yuchi was born to me and grew up together. His parents are my godparents."

"Did you grow up together?"

Jin Fubai's tone was dangerous, twisted her earlobe, and asked in her ear, "Oh, still a baby boy?"

"no."

Xiang Yu put his hand into Jin Fubai's coat, and wrapped his waist around his waist only through the thin fabric of the shirt.

She rarely has such an active moment, Jin Fubai couldn't hold back, and put the person in his arms.

Xiang Yu raised his head in his arms and his eyes were bright: "Not only are you angry these days, but I am also angry, why don't you tell me who the woman who eats cones with you abroad is?"

Jin Fubai obviously didn't expect her question, frowned and thought for a while, and then remembered a frame from his memory: "That's my cousin."

"Is it your doll?" Xiang Yu asked in his tone.

"Why do you have a blood relationship? Are you jealous?"

Jin Fubai is not a person who cares about things. At this time, his face is slightly sullen, and he kisses her on the long bridge.

Maybe it's the Spring Festival approaching, and the trees are hung with lanterns, reflecting the night.

His kiss was gentle and long, and if this meeting stayed at this moment, it would actually be a complete night.

It's just that Xiang Yu is greedy for more at the moment, and he is willing to give it a shot.

When they entered the private room of the hotel, they sat opposite each other, and she suddenly asked, "You said you would let me follow you, and I agreed, but I don't know. In your circle, lovers and lovers are also jealous of each other? Piss off each other. ?"

When she asked this, Jin Fubai was pouring tea for her.

Hearing her words, the movements of his hands paused, and then he continued to slowly pour the tea into the teacup again.

In the floating scent of oolong tea, he raised his eyes: "What do you want to say?"

Xiang Yu smiled: "Jin Fubai, I'm very greedy."

"I don't love you enough?" He handed a cup of tea and gently placed it in front of her.

Xiang Yu didn't answer for a while, picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The entrance of Longjing was full of fragrance.

Her voice was not softened by the scent of tea, but was more serious than ever before: "Don't love, love."

The opposite Jin Fubai didn't speak for a while, and it was difficult to tell his emotions by looking at his expression.

Xiang Yu knew that what he wanted made him embarrassed, so he didn't rush him, he drank a cup of tea leisurely, and handed it over to Jin Fubai to help her fill it up.

Jin Fubai chuckled lightly: "Why, today I'm a tea worker?"

He said this, but he didn't stop his movements. He picked up the small purple sand teapot and filled her empty teacup.

This person's hands are good-looking, but the fingers are long but not too slender. The shape of the knuckles has some strength, and the skin is as clean as a fine jade. At first glance, it is a pampered hand.

It was a pleasure to watch him pour tea.

After the reward, Xiang Yu said, "If it's not love, I don't want it."

The swiftness of the knife to cut through the mess made people like Jin Fubai who had seen the wind and waves froze for a while.

After saying this, Xiang Yu seemed to relax in an instant, and completely changed his attitude. It seemed that he no longer regarded Jin Fubai as the opposite sex.

During the meal, I can discuss the dishes with him very calmly, saying, "The dessert like baked sweet potato with cheese is better made by the stall in front of the school, and I can take you to try it in the future."

After speaking, without waiting for Jin Fubai to react, he first stared wide-eyed for a moment, then laughed "pochi", swung his slender index finger, and said, "I'm sorry, sorry, I forgot that there is no future, this promise must be voided. "

In fact, before he walked into the hotel, or even earlier, when Jin Fubai realized that he had been choked up these days, he faintly realized that the relationship was a little out of control.

But he didn't think there was any problem. Anyway, the general direction didn't get out of control.

As a result, this girl is going to break up with him

In fact, Jin Fubai also knows that cutting off is the best solution. You can like it, and you can coax it how you want.

Love really counts.

After a meal, Xiang Yu actually went to pay the bill before he checked.

Jin Fubai was a little unhappy: "What order did you buy?"

She smiled and shook her purse: "I always say that I don't have a chance to invite you to dinner, so let me invite you for a meal. I've been very happy with you during this time, and I may not be happy if I continue, so let's go. here."

She had finished speaking, and it was so neat and tidy that it left her speechless.

Xiang Yu forgot to pull the zipper of the long wallet in Xiang Yu's hand. With such a flash, his ID card, bank card, and change coins were scattered all over the place.

She came out to dinner in her work clothes, a white shirt and a dark gray suit skirt.

When half-squatting and bending over to pick up something on the ground, the fabric of the skirt wrapped tightly around her hips.

The lines are tight and rounded.

Jin Fubai glanced at it, then walked around in front of her and squatted down to help pick it up.

Picking up the last coin, he looked at Xiang Yu and flicked the coin into her hand: "Where are you going, I'll take it for you?"

Xiang Yu shook his head: "No need, it doesn't matter if we get out of this door, I'm so sorry that you still need to send me off, I'll take a taxi and go back."

In their circle, men have always been afraid of women not being able to carry them, afraid of trouble when they separate, and afraid of being entangled by women.

It was the first time for Jin Fubai to see such a girl as Xiang Yu so clearly.

How to describe it? He suddenly blamed her for carrying it too clearly.

Jin Fubai got into the car and looked at her from the rearview mirror.

The girl walked quite freely, carrying her bag without even turning her head, and stopped a taxi from the street to get in.

The taxi passed by his car and blew his horn politely, signaling to him, "I'm leaving, bye."

Jin Fubai sneered, started the car, and drove out of the parking lot.

Okay, let's break up the meal.

Did he miss her a woman

After this day, the time will enter into February, and there are only ten days left until New Year's Eve.

Jin Fubai didn't feel any discomfort at first. Only occasionally when he returned to the hotel and saw a pile of CDs on the table by the bed, could he remember Xiang Yu sitting on the bed, picking up the CD, and reading the introduction to him seriously.

In the middle of the night, with a smile on her brows and eyes, she carefully selected the videos, which made him kind and soft, letting her go again and again, but she didn't really sleep with her in the end.

Maybe the night is extraordinarily thought-provoking, Jin Fubai suddenly thought of her frowning brows and groaning with her neck raised.

... This broken hotel can't live, it makes people think about something they shouldn't think about.

The next day, Jin Fubai flew abroad to visit his grandmother.

Just as the elders in the family were busy with international cooperation, only he and his grandmother had breakfast in the restaurant in the morning.

Foreigners are only on New Year's Eve, and there are many multinational cooperations, no matter whether you want to reunite with your family or not, you should do as much work as possible.

Grandma drank a portion of boat porridge and instructed him: "You have been idle these few days, help your father and uncles to do more."

Jin Fubai sat in the chair, waiting for the Cantonese cook to bring his share of porridge, and replied leisurely, "I'm not busy with a word?"

"Are you busy? They've come to give gifts these few days. I've seen a few girls who are good. I really want to choose one to be my granddaughter-in-law."

Although they are abroad, many people know that Chinese people celebrate New Year's Eve and New Year's Eve.

It is estimated that the group of people mentioned their daughter intentionally or unintentionally, and the grandmother was moved. She wanted a grandson-in-law, and it was not a day or two.

This kind of topic upset Jin Fubai's appetite. He even kept his smile three-pointed. After two mouthfuls of porridge, he put it down and stopped touching it.

The morning light fell on the table through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Jin Fubai inexplicably remembered what a girl said about baked sweet potatoes with cheese, and turned to ask the chef, "Do you know how to make baked sweet potatoes with cheese?"

Before the chef could speak, he remembered that Xiang Yu had said that the food was delicious only from the stall in front of the school, so he waved his hand and gave up.

In those days, Jin Fubai cast himself into the net, and was arrested by his family as a coolie to help sift out the information of the bidding company.

The secretary who followed the elders was from Sichuan and Chongqing. In addition to the plastic Cantonese that he liked, the secretary occasionally spoke a few words of English and sex.

Strange to say, Jin Fubai was sitting in the leather boss chair, looking at the piles of table data, and suddenly he missed Xiang Yu's imperial dialect.

I don't know what major she studied in college or where her roommates are.

She is a native of the imperial city, and the words of the imperial city come to her mouth, slow and very tasteful.

The secretary was still reporting the company information for the bid. Jin Fubai was irritable for no reason, took out a cigarette, stuffed the agarwood stick and lit it.

Seeing that he was impatient to listen, the secretary stopped at the right time.

Jin Fubai pushed open a window. In the yard, the children of his uncle's house were playing with the white children of the neighbor's house. The little boy was childish and taught an ancient poem - "I think of my wife every time during the festive season".

"Best Wife"

Isn't it "Best Pro"

The little boy lost one of his front teeth, and his speech leaked.

Jin Fubai raised the corners of his mouth, thinking in his heart, he doesn't know how to pronounce words himself, how can he teach others

He finished his cigarette, put it out in the ashtray, turned his head and saw a pile of bidding materials in the storage cardboard box.

The top one, the bidder's surname is Xiang.

Jin Fubai picked it up and glanced at it casually: "Why don't you consider the bids in this box?"

The secretary said, "It's all a small company with no background."

The interest relationship between companies is complex, and some are not because of products, but directly cooperate with each other, and always have to give face.

Jin Fubai didn't care so much, and patted the information on the table: "Just this one, I see the surname of this bidder, and it's a good fit."

Jin Fubai didn't care about the expression of the secretary behind him, he took his coat and walked downstairs.

"I miss my relatives every time during the festive season" is a fart. According to him, a certain girl in China has long forgotten him.

What a breakup meal, he doesn't want to break up now.