Shuicheng is located in the south, and although the temperature is not as cold as dripping water, it is also very freezing. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the evening, as the sun sets, the temperature gets colder.

"Han Cheng, why don't you want to watch the street dance show in the backstreet?" On the way home, Feng Jing asked while rubbing her hands to keep warm, she forgot to wear gloves today, and her coat pockets were as cold as ice, and winter was simply her class enemy.

"How do you know I don't want to go?"

"Of course I know, your dad hasn't come back, no one drinks with my dad, and we'll have dinner until half past seven at most, right? Hip-hop dance doesn't start until half past eight! Feng Jing explained.

"Well, the concept of time is quite strong," Han Cheng praised, and then changed his words, "But it's too family-oriented, today is New Year's Day, and you don't stay at home with your parents and family...... Isn't it a bit out of place? ”

"This ......" Feng Jingyu stopped, she was too used to being alone in her previous life, and she remembered that in her previous life, when she first applied for the head teacher of the junior champion, she once took advantage of the Chinese New Year to buy a lot of things and went back once. Her father let her in, but she kept sneering there, and finally left without even dinner.

I have to say that the experience of going home touched her a lot.

Even if Ms. Peng later called her to explain that she had just quarreled with the feudal state that day, and the feudal country that was angry sprinkled her anger on her, in fact, she was very happy to see her go home to the feudal country, Feng Jing said that she understood, and she would go back when she had time in the future, but in fact she never went back.

At the beginning of the New Year's holiday, she also spent time buying clothes and supplements and other things to express back, and later she was afraid that the things she bought were not suitable, so she directly paid for it.

The family line of the previous life Fengjing is broken here.

However......

She was reborn, back to before nothing happened, and because she was getting better and better, her parents were proud of herself, and if she still treated her parents with the attitudes and ideas of the previous life, it would be too ......

Fortunately, Han Cheng corrected his mistakes in time, fortunately, adolescent children like to play, and there is a so-called rebellious period dedicated to opposing their parents to explain their behavior.

"It seems to be a little too playful......" Feng Jing stuck out his tongue, then put his hands to his mouth and sighed, and then rubbed his hands, it was really too cold!

"You're not going to be rebellious, are you?" Han Cheng was suspicious, "I heard that girls like you, who are usually very well-behaved and have great grades, especially like the kind of people who explode their heads in their noses, mouths, and ears, and like to smoke, drink, and fight every day when they have nothing to do...... Gangsters? ”

Before Feng Jing could refute, Han Cheng continued, "Feng Jing, you can't be such an idiot, right? ”

said so, but Han Cheng said that the more he felt like it, there were the most strange-shaped gangsters in the back streets, and he almost promised Tang Xiaowan to go to the back streets before he sealed the scene, just to see the "handsome guy"! In the future, never mention the word "back street" in front of Fengjing again!

"How so? I'm just curious, and there are occasional hip-hop performances on TV, which are pretty dazzling. Feng Jing explained.

"There is no best." Although Han Cheng said this, he still didn't believe it.

"Really, what's so nice about those weird little thugs? They don't look as good as you, so if I'm a nymphomaniac, I'll look at you! ”

"Of course, in the future, you can look at my face more and improve your aesthetic level, you still like Pu Duandiao in the country of sticks, what level of appreciation!" Han Cheng boasted while changing the subject without leaving a trace.

What the? Why do you think his ears are red? Yes! It must have been too cold, freezing red.

"Who did you listen to say that I like Park Duan Diao? I don't chase stars! "Feng Jing is inexplicable, and who is Pu Duandiao? The name...... It's a little scary!

"Who is the one on the wall of your room, who is not Park Duandiao?"

"Oh, that!" Feng Jing suddenly realized, and instantly remembered the little actor who acted in an idol drama for half a year and was banned for drug use, but she really doesn't chase stars, she doesn't chase now, and she doesn't chase before she is reborn, "This was given to me by someone else, and I have no place to put it on the wall, anyway, the walls of my room are a little empty." ”

"You draw something by yourself when the wall is over, and a figure looking at you like this on the wall, don't you feel infiltrated at night?" Han Cheng said darkly.

"You're enough......" Feng Jing supported her forehead, she was not too brave or small, she dared to watch horror movies with everyone, tell ghost stories and even go to the "haunted house" to explore, but when she was alone, she could even get up at night and go to the toilet at night to scare herself into sweating.

After listening to Han Cheng's words, she couldn't help but have various associations with the poster on the wall of the room, what poster The person in the poster suddenly had bloody eyes, suddenly changed his face, and suddenly crawled out of the painting......

"Hey!" Han Cheng was cold and pranked, and shouted loudly, which scared Feng Jing into trembling.

Feng Jing reflexively came up to Han Cheng's arm, then rubbed his arms with both hands, and complained, "It's already cold, you still scare me, I'm cold all over my body now." ”

Han Cheng smiled embarrassedly, thought about it, picked up Feng Jing's hand, and explained while helping her rub her hands, "Since I scared you cold, then I'll warm you back again." ”

"Han Cheng! This will be misunderstood! Feng Jing wanted to pull his hand back, but to no avail.

"It's okay, you look like you're just in the first year of junior high school, and we're mistaken for brother and sister at most, and we won't be mistaken for our early love." Han Cheng explained, indeed, if it is a person outside the school, the first reaction is that the relationship between the brother and sister is really good, because the student couple likes to be tired of being together, either hugging or hugging, even if they are holding hands, the eyes are also glued together.

And these two people have clean eyes, and the boys rub their hands for the girls to keep warm, they are simply good brothers of the people!

When the aunt passing by them, she couldn't help but speak, "You brother and sister have such a good relationship!" ”

"Well, the main thing is that my sister is too afraid of the cold." Han Cheng replied without changing his face.

"It's good to have a good relationship!" Auntie said and left.

Hey, auntie, aren't you really an actor hired by Han Cheng?

"Look, I just said I wouldn't be mistaken for a couple, right?" After Han Cheng finished speaking, he put the hot hand into the pocket of Feng Jing's coat and changed it to the other hand.

Feng Jing didn't speak, but he felt a little unreal.

Han Cheng helps me rub my hands to keep warm! Han Cheng! Han Cheng, who became a grade male god in less than a week after transferring to another school! There is really a sense of déjà vu that the ** silk of later generations has counterattacked the goddess.

"Let's go, go home." After Han Cheng finished rubbing, he directly put Feng Jing's hand into his pocket.

Feng Jing was dragged all the way home in such a daze, and he didn't let go until he entered the door of the building.

Feng Jing wishfully thinks that everyone will automatically return them to the position of brother and sister, but ...... How could it be!

In addition to ordinary passers-by walking on the road, there are also people who wear the colorful all-blue school uniform of Yunlong Middle School like them! There are even some of them in the same grade as the third year of junior high school, and even ...... There are also classmates!

Hong Ying had already changed out of her school uniform at this time, wearing a black sweater on the upper body, a short skirt with black sheer stockings and high-heeled boots on the lower body, a dark brown woolen jacket on the outside, her hair was scattered, and she was carrying a black leather bag, standing on the side of the road and waiting for someone, fiddling with her new mobile phone from time to time.

This mobile phone was given by her gold owner.,Although it's not a particularly good phone.,But it's not bad.,The brand is good and the functions are complete.,It's just that the pixels aren't too high.。

A few female students dressed in Yunlong Middle School walked past her with a smile, looking innocent and innocent, which made her feel disgusted and proud.

Those girls are full of oily faces, don't know how to maintain and waste their youth, and only think about falling in love, but they don't know the deeper joy.

And they are also very poor, they can't afford to buy a beautiful thing in the boutique, unlike her, who buys what she likes, she makes her own money and spends it herself, which is very confident.

She secretly commented on the girls on the road with a happy face, and she was so proud that she was about to explode.

Until...... Seeing Han Cheng and Feng Jing showing affection on the street, she had never seen a boy so gentle with a girl, and the boys and men she saw all wanted to take advantage of her, without exception.

Hong Ying picked up her mobile phone and turned on the camera function and took pictures of the two of them.

Feng Jing's good grades and beautiful looks are already very angry, why should he have such a caring and warm boyfriend who makes people jealous? Why?

Look at her again, her grades are not as good as Feng Jing, although she looks good, she is still not as delicate as Feng Jing, boyfriend? The old man who is married, has a beer and bad breath, and is two years older than her father?

There is no harm without contrast. (To be continued.) )