So, holding down Zhong Chuhong and fighting again.

"Have you taken it?" Qiao Feng asked as he hugged Zhong Chuhong, who was also paralyzed and muddy.

"Beast" replied to him with Zhong Chuhong rolling his eyes and the two words of weakness.

"Birds and beasts are beasts, it's better than beasts," Qiao Feng smiled.

Zhang Ailing said that the closest passage to a woman's heart is what yin and what is the way, which is very shocking, but it is not unreasonable.

The first time she lost last night, Zhong Chuhong had no feelings and memories, but the two times she woke up in the morning, she felt it clearly, and the pleasure that came like a tide made her feel very powerless.

Looking at the handsome face in front of him, this is the man who took away his innocence for more than 20 years, Zhong Chuhong suddenly had a feeling that he would just accept his fate.

So he stroked Qiao Feng's cheek with his slender hand, and asked softly with complicated thoughts: "What is your name, how old are you?"

Feeling Zhong Chuhong's unwilling heart, Qiao Feng grabbed Zhong Chuhong's slender hand and kissed it lightly, and said with a smile: "My name is Qiao Feng, familiar people call me Qiao Gang Master, you can call me Ah Feng, I am eighteen years old this year, three years younger than you, the female junior holds gold bricks, it seems that I am going to send it."

"Just you, Qiao Gang Leader" Zhong Chuhong couldn't help laughing, and teased with a white look: "What are you like Qiao Gang Leader, I think you are very similar to Murong Fu, the same beast, hypocrite."

"Murong Fu is also very good, he is handsome, his kung fu is good, and his family background is not bad, if you look at the maids around him, his cousin is a big beauty, he is simply a winner in life, life is like this, what more can a husband ask for" Qiao Feng said shamelessly and with envy.

"Bastard, big pervert" Zhong Chuhong twisted Qiao Feng's waist in disgust.

"Ah," Qiao Feng, who was in pain, shouted loudly.

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

The cautious fear of being caught and raped in bed made Qiao Feng laugh, Zhong Chuhong wanted to cover his mouth again, Qiao Feng took her in his arms, leaned over her ear and said, "Don't worry, my mother has already gone out, no matter how loud the voice is, she can't hear it."

"Then there are still your old beans," Zhong Chuhong said angrily.

"My old bean died when I was a child, if he can hear it, you will be the hell" Qiao Feng laughed again.

"Go, how can anyone say this about their old beans," Zhong Chuhong slapped away the thief's hand swimming on 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 until the early hours of the morning after the store closes, she wasn't at home when we came back, and even if she did, she wouldn't come up to the second floor," Qiao Feng explained with a smile.

Qiao Feng's current body is just eighteen years old, and he is no longer in school, and he follows a gang of gangsters all day long, but after being knocked on the back of his head, he let the current Qiao Feng possess his soul.

Now there is only one widowed mother in the family, named Lin Wanqing, thirty-six years old, very beautiful and dignified, with the temperament of a lady, Lin Wanqing's father was a professor in China earlier, and he is a scholarly family, which naturally made Lin Wanqing develop such a temperament.

Later, in 49 years, he came to Hong Kong from the mainland with his only daughter, and at that time, he still had few assets in his hands as a professor, and his life in Hong Kong was not bad.

The father and daughter of the Lin family who came to Hong Kong met Qiao Zhiyong's family, who were also from the mainland, and the situation of Qiao Zhiyong's family and Lin Wanqing's family were almost carved out of the same mold, except that they were not professors, they were all intellectual families, and then they came to Hong Kong in four or eight years, and they became familiar with the same background and experience.

But Qiao Zhiyong's family is not as rich as the Lin family, and life is very miserable, even if the Lin family helps, but within a few years, Qiao Zhiyong's parents have died of illness.

A few years later, when Lin Wanqing was eighteen years old, her father felt that his body was no longer good, so he let Lin Wanqing, who grew up as a childhood sweetheart, and Qiao Zhiyong got married, and the next year, before Qiao Feng was born, the old man also died of illness.

The old man played well and wanted Qiao Zhiyong to take care of his daughter, but Qiao Zhiyong was also a short-lived person, when Qiao Feng was three years old, he was stabbed to death when he was out running errands.

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

Lin Wanqing relied on the tea restaurant on the radio road at home to pull Qiao Feng up, Qiao Feng was very obedient when he was a child, but the older he became, the more rebellious he became, disobedient, Lin Wanqing couldn't manage it if she wanted to.

As a result, Qiao Feng was short-lived, like his father, and was beaten to death with a stick, allowing the current soul from the afterlife to occupy his body.

This is the beginning and end of Qiao Feng's bizarre crossing, Qiao Feng will naturally be unacceptable for a while, for two days, he has been drinking and drinking and trying to numb himself with alcohol, but he met Zhong Chuhong, who was also in a bad mood and drunk, and then vomited at each other, after Zhong Chuhong vomited and fainted, he picked Zhong Chuhong home again, and then the two of them fell asleep without knowing how.

Oh my God, I actually slept with Zhong Chuhong, who is known as Marilyn Monroe of Hong Kong, and took one blood, and I don't know how many blood I have for two bloods, is this luck, or luck?

Even with Zhong Chuhong in his arms, Qiao Feng still felt as unreal as being hit in the head by a five-million lottery ticket, and he had a fight with the strange time travel to Hong Kong.

After warming up for a while, Zhong Chuhong remembered that he didn't return last night, and he didn't know what the urgency was like at home, so he hurriedly used Qiao Feng's phone to call home to report that he was safe.

There was a man's fierce questioning voice over there, Zhong Chuhong muttered a few words, hung up the phone with a click, and then hurriedly put on dirty clothes, simply put on makeup, and prepared to report home.

Qiao Feng then put on a newly found T-shirt and shorts and was about to send Zhong Chuhong back, but Zhong Chuhong refused, just left the address of his home, and a phone number that could be contacted, the Zhong family did not have a phone, the phone was from a nearby grocery store.

Seeing Zhong Chuhong frowning, skimming his legs and gently moving the lotus step to get into the taxi, Qiao Feng turned around and walked towards his own tea restaurant.

Place is not far, just a few minutes from the property.

Pushing open the door and entering, I was just about to say hello to my mother sitting behind the cash register, when I heard a person talking loudly.

Someone next to him interjected: "Hit the street, you said you were a screenwriter before, is this the TV script you wrote?"

"You're wrong, I'm a movie script and it will be my first film directed"