Su Yitong opened the door of the rear compartment and let Feng Xiaoxiao get on the car first, and then she got into the car. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Feng Xiaoxiao and Li Yufei were in the company, they didn't have much contact, but they still knew each other, so Feng Xiaoxiao still politely shouted to Li Yufei, "Mr. Li!" ”

"Hello!" Li Yufei turned his head to look at Feng Xiaoxiao, he also politely replied to Feng Xiaoxiao, and then looked at Su Yitong who was sitting next to Feng Xiaoxiao.

"Xiaoxiao's family has no one, I asked her to come to the house to have a meal together." Su Yitong said to Li Yufei.

"Did you call and tell your aunt?" Li Yufei reminded Su Yitong.

"Well, I'll fight now. My aunt cooks so many dishes every time, there must be enough to eat. Su Yitong said and called Yang Shuman.

It was a coincidence that Zhou Yunxing also went home that night. While taking the elevator, four people collided.

"What are you doing here?" Zhou Yunxing looked at Feng Xiaoxiao vigilantly.

"Why are you here?" Feng Xiaoxiao also glared at Zhou Yunxing.

"Zhou Yunxing, my aunt said on the phone just now that a friend from her hometown came to see her at noon and brought a lot of specialties from her hometown, so she made a table of dishes in the evening. If you want to come to dinner, my aunt has asked you several times if you are up. Su Yitong said without looking at the atmosphere. Multiple people, lively.

"Okay." Zhou Yunxing agreed.

At dinner, Shen Zhian was not at home, Yang Shumani sat on the side, Su Yitong and Li Yufei sat on the side, and as a last resort, Zhou Yunxing and Feng Xiaoxiao were huddled together.

"Yunxing, I haven't seen you for a long time." Yang Shuman was very happy to see Zhou Yunxing.

"It's been a busy one lately." Zhou Yunxing said a little weakly. This Su Yitong and Li Yufei are both married, where can he still have nothing to do every day in their two-person world, it is not obvious that he is looking for guilt.

"Is this your girlfriend? It looks pretty good, but it looks a little small. Yang Shuman turned the words to Feng Xiaoxiao again.

"Auntie, don't get me wrong."

"Who's his girlfriend?"

Zhou Yunxing and Feng Xiaoxiao clarified at the same time.

"Auntie, I'm a law-abiding citizen, and I won't do this kind of abduction of underage girls." Zhou Yunxing explained there.

"Xiaoxiao, how old are you?" Yang Shuman asked Feng Xiaoxiao.

"Sixteen years, two months and fifteen days." Feng Xiaoxiao glared at Zhou Yunxing fiercely and replied to Yang Shuman.

"Huh. Ha. At the age of sixteen, you can fall in love. Yang Shuman smiled.

"Even if you look for it, you won't be looking for this kind of perverted uncle." Feng Xiaoxiao said.

"One, I'm not a pervert, two, I'm not an uncle, if you dare to call me like that, be careful that I'm not polite to you." It seems that he has uncle syndrome, and as soon as he heard the word "uncle", Zhou Yunxing's head hurt.

"Why, you want to hit me. Hitting a woman is really ungraceful. "Feng Xiaoxiao is not afraid of Zhou Yunxing.

"Xiaoxiao, eat, eat, other people are generally knowledgeable uncles who have no manners and no character." Su Yitong didn't forget to fan the flames on the side, and he looked very happy.

"Hmph." Feng Xiaoxiao snorted loudly at Zhou Yunxing.

"Su Yitong, who are you helping? Do you know me first, or do you know her first? even said that I had no grace and no character. Zhou Yunxing glared at Su Yitong.

"Okay, I won't speak, you say." Su Yitong stopped talking, she asked Zhou Yunxing and Feng Xiaoxiao to continue arguing, listening to them quarrel is also a good pastime.

After dinner, Zhou Yunxing went home, but not long after, the doorbell of his house was ringed. Zhou Yunxing opened the door, Su Yitong stood outside, and behind him was Feng Xiaoxiao, who was extremely reluctant. Looking at the big and small outside, Zhou Yunxing immediately had a bad premonition.

"A girl is not safe, Yu Fei still has something to do, you can send Xiaoxiao home later." Su Yitong entrusted Feng Xiaoxiao to Zhou Yunxing.

"Su Yitong, you." Looking at Su Yitong's back as he turned around and walked away, Zhou Yunxing's outstretched fingers stiffened in mid-air for a long time before he took them back. If she dares to hand over a woman to him, she is not afraid of the non-person she entrusts. Forget it, for a girl who is still developing, he really can't ignite a man's interest.

"I'll take the bus back by myself." Feng Xiaoxiao was still reluctant to let Zhou Yunxing send it.

"You come back to me." Zhou Yunxing grabbed Feng Xiaoxiao into the house and threatened. "You stay here honestly, I'll go into the room and get something. But what you said, I'm a pervert, and I pissed off, and I don't know what I'm going to do. ”

After speaking, Zhou Yunxing threw Feng Xiaoxiao in the living room and went to the room by himself. It's been more than ten minutes, and I haven't seen Zhou Yunxing come out, Feng Xiaoxiao wants to leave but it's not easy to go, she is not afraid that Zhou Yunxing will dare to do anything to her, but she is worried that Su Yitong will ask later.

Feng Xiaoxiao, who had nothing to do in the living room, looked east and west, and then walked to the place where the photo wall was in the living room, and there were many photo albums on the wooden shelf next to the photo wall.

Feng Xiaoxiao wasn't curious about Zhou Yunxing, she was just bored and wanted to find something to pass the time, so she picked up a photo album and flipped through it casually.

Photography and design have a lot in common, and compared with Su Yitong, Feng Xiaoxiao can see more things contained in it.

Feng Xiaoxiao always thought that Zhou Yunxing was just a stinky man who didn't learn and didn't know how to do it, but the photos of that stinky man were really good.

The photos in the album were really taken by Zhou Yunxing? Feng Xiaoxiao was still a little skeptical.

This is really an inadvertent coincidence, when Feng Xiaoxiao was looking through a photo album, a photo fell out of it, which was a pajama photo taken by Su Yitong by Zhou Yunxing at that time.

"Give me the picture." I don't know when, Zhou Yunxing entered the study, he saw the photo in Feng Xiaoxiao's hand, and said with a rare face.

"Is this a photo of Sister Yitong?" Feng Xiaoxiao looked at Zhou Yunxing suspiciously.

Sister Yitong and Li Yufei are already married, how can Zhou Yunxing have a photo of Sister Yitong? Or pajama photos. Could it be that Zhou Yunxing is really a pervert?

"It's none of your business." Zhou Yunxing took the photo back from Feng Xiaoxiao's hand, he looked at Su Yitong on the photo, everything seemed to happen yesterday, but it was a long time ago, and it was impossible to go back. He also said at the time that he would wait for the photos to be washed out and send a copy to her, but he didn't give it to her later.

For two years, she rejected him and married another man, but he still couldn't forget her in his heart.

"Let's go, I'll take you home." Zhou Yunxing put the photo back in the album.

In the car, Zhou Yunxing was silent, Feng Xiaoxiao looked at him, and swallowed back the words that came to his mouth several times.

"Do you like Sister Yitong?" Feng Xiaoxiao still asked, but Zhou Yunxing didn't answer, she asked again after about half a minute. "Does she know?"

"Denied. Why, you want to make fun of me. Zhou Yunxing said self-deprecatingly.

"And you now?" If it was a few hours ago, Feng Xiaoxiao would have counted a few words, but seeing that Zhou Yunxing was a little depressed, she didn't have that mood.

"Sort of a friend." I can't be a lover, and I only have to be a friend. Zhou Yunxing said that in Su Yitong's eyes, he was only her friend at most.

Su Yitong doesn't love him, and the only thing Su Yitong can afford him now is his friends.

"I didn't see her send you to me all the time." Zhou Yunxing put away those emotions, what does a little kid know? He teased.

"You want to be beautiful." Feng Xiaoxiao was on guard, guarding against Zhou Yunxing like an anti-pervert.

"It's you who thinks beautifully. Unless you're the only woman left in the world, I'll think about it. I don't look at your body, I feel thin even to warm you up. If you have kung fu, the left one is long with Sister Tong, and the right one is short with Sister Tong, so it's better to let her teach you how to make up for it, don't blame me for not reminding you, so as not to be able to marry in the future. Zhou Yunxing didn't speak politely.

"No wonder Sister Yitong didn't choose you." Feng Xiaoxiao said indignantly.

"Don't choose me, that's her loss." Zhou Yunxing dismissed.

"Li is ten, hundred, or a thousand times stronger than you." Seeing Zhou Yunxing's self-righteous appearance, Feng Xiaoxiao was not pleasing to the eye.

"Don't think that if you dress decently, you are a gentleman. Kid, this society is not as simple as you think. Zhou Yunxing said.

"Say yourself, well-dressed beast, uncle." Feng Xiaoxiao glared at Zhou Yunxing, and then shouted. "Stop."

"Not yet." Zhou Yunxing continued to drive forward.

Originally, because of Su Yitong's incident, it was rare to be quiet in the car, but after a while, Zhou Yunxing and Feng Xiaoxiao quarreled again.

Whether it's noisy or noisy, noisy, noisy, others won't be able to see what is buried in their hearts.

The other side

"You really plan to match Zhou Yunxing and Feng Xiaoxiao." Li Yufei asked. Although Zhou Yunxing and Feng Xiaoxiao have gaps in all aspects, if they can succeed, it will not be a bad thing for him.

"Let it be." Su Yitong replied.

"And you do so much?" Li Yufei didn't quite understand what Su Yitong meant by that.

"Don't you think, that's fine." Su Yitong smiled.

The light was dark, and Li Yufei hugged Su Yitong in his arms.

"Xiaotong, I hope you only have me in your eyes." Li Yufei whispered. It was selfish to think like that, but he really wanted her to belong to him alone.

"It always has been." Su Yitong moved his body and snuggled up to Li Yufei's chest. Listening to his breathing, feeling his temperature and heartbeat, he is all she has.

After that night, as if it had been agreed, Zhou Yunxing did not call to blame Su Yitong for Feng Xiaoxiao's matter, and Feng Xiaoxiao did not mention Zhou Yunxing's person. And Su Yitong didn't do anything out of his mind.

This situation lasted for about half a month, and it was Feng Xiaoxiao who talked about Zhou Yunxing first. That night, Su Yitong called Zhou Yunxing.

"Can you lend me those photos you took before?" Su Yitong asked.

"Why do you suddenly want to borrow those?" Zhou Yunxing was a little surprised.

"Oh, it's Xiaoxiao who wants to see it." Su Yitong replied.

"She?" Zhou Yunxing was even more surprised.

"No problem." Su Yitong said.

"I'll give you the keys, keep them all at home, and you can get them yourself." Zhou Yunxing still borrowed it.

It's obviously next door, but I haven't been to his house for a long time. Su Yitong opened the door with the key given by Zhou Yunxing, and the inside was still the same as when he touched it at the beginning, very familiar.

Su Yitong stood in the living room for a long time, and she sorted out the photo album, a lot, all of them added up, hundreds of thousands of photos. Speaking of which, except for the version of the photo wall in the living room, she didn't take any seriously what Zhou Yunxing photographed. casually, Su Yitong opened a photo album, photographed a mountain, there was no subtitle description, she didn't know where it was.

The album was halfway over, and Su Yitong finally closed it again, so she missed it, sandwiching her photos on the back pages of the album.

Missing out is an essential process in life. There are no ifs, only results, so no one knows, if they hadn't missed those, everything would have been a little different.

With Zhou Yunxing's consent, Su Yitong gave Feng Xiaoxiao a lot of Zhou Yunxing's previous drawings in addition to the album.

At noon that day, Su Yitong and Feng Xiaoxiao had dinner together.

"Sister Yitong, have you seen all those photos and sketches?" Halfway through the meal, Feng Xiaoxiao asked Su Yitong about Zhou Yunxing's things.

"I've seen some." Su Yitong replied. Not only those photos, but also about Zhou Yunxing, all she knows is what she sees in front of her.

"Actually, he's a very talented man." Feng Xiaoxiao said.

"Hmm." Su Yitong nodded.

"Sister Yitong, if you ......" Feng Xiaoxiao didn't say anything later.

"What if?" Su Yitong asked.

"Nothing." Feng Xiaoxiao diverted the topic. "I'll give you back those photos in a few days."

"Don't worry, you take your time." Su Yitong said.

At the same time, Su Yitong asked the planning department for some of Feng Xiaoxiao's design drawings and sent them to Zhou Yunxing by email.

"What about the blueprints?" Su Yitong asked Zhou Yunxing.

"The idea is good, but the foundation is a little worse." What Zhou Yunxing said was similar to Wu Feiyang's evaluation at that time.

"I'll just say, don't underestimate people." Su Yitong said.

"What, you want to say that my dog eyes are low?" Zhou Yunxing still didn't admit it.

"I'll put the album and artwork back, when will I give you the key." Su Yitong also didn't fight with Zhou Yunxing.

"You take it, I have a spare." Zhou Yunxing said.

After that, whether Zhou Yunxing and Feng Xiaoxiao had any contact in private, Su Yitong didn't know.

For a long time, Feng Xiaoxiao didn't talk about Zhou Yunxing in front of Su Yitong, and when Zhou Yunxing talked to her on the phone, he didn't talk about Feng Xiaoxiao.

Su Yitong thought that between Zhou Yunxing and Feng Xiaoxiao, it should be unlikely. After all, the gap between Zhou Yunxing and Feng Xiaoxiao is too big in all aspects.

On Zhou Yunxing's side, there were already a lot of things, and between him and Feng Xiaoxiao, Su Yitong was also there to stir up. Therefore, it didn't take long for Zhou Yunxing to almost forget about Feng Xiaoxiao.

That day, Zhou Yunxing was entertaining guests and booked a box in the bar, but unexpectedly met Feng Xiaoxiao there.

In a booth in the hall, Feng Xiaoxiao was with two boys and a girl, and the two boys should be sixteen or seventeen years old. The other girl, lying on the table, was presumably drunk. (To be continued.) )