Lantern Festival.

The red lanterns in the alleys of Xijing Street are hung high, the trees on both sides of the road are all surrounded by colorful lights, it has not yet fallen into the night, the largest flow of people in previous years is several squares, the nearby roads are all forbidden to motor vehicles, a large number of special police cooperate with the traffic police to guard the various intersections, on the road, the surging flow of people can not see the edge.

Wenhua Temple Square, the place where the temple fair is held, on the day of the Lantern Festival, becomes a snack square, and it is also an excellent venue for watching fireworks displays, which is overcrowded.

Shen Yue and Yang Chen had dinner in advance, came to the edge of Wenhua Temple Square, looked at people and sighed, hesitated to enter or not, hesitated for a few seconds, and pulled Yang Chen to squeeze in.

Yang Chen shook his head and chuckled, took two quick steps, surpassed Shen Yue, and opened the way ahead, no matter how crowded it was, it couldn't stop the pace of this guy's progress.

The rain of bullets can't stop the change.

Ordinary flesh and blood can't stop it.

On the square, countless snack stalls were neatly arranged, Shen Yue was excited like a child, eager to patronize everyone, Yang Chen was very patient to accompany her, feeling her playful and childish side.

Unconsciously fireworks bloomed, lighting up the night sky, Shen Yue jumped to cheer, kissed Yang Chen hard, and there were several men who spent the Lantern Festival with her, far less happy than this year.

The people who love me have no regrets for me.

But I grieve for the people I love all my life.

Just like the artistic conception in the lyrics, those who love Shen Yue, at least those who are obsessed with Shen Yue's appearance, can compare to the man Shen Yue loves deeply.

In the dense crowd, Yang Chen followed Shen Yue, moving slowly, looking up at the brilliant fireworks in the night sky, and stepped on the instep of the middle-aged uncle next to him carelessly, but he didn't step on it very much.

How fast Yang Chen reacted, he noticed it slightly, and quickly moved his foot, Shen Yue pulled him forward, so that he didn't care about apologizing, so many people, bumping and bumping, you pushed me, it was inevitable, and it was understandable.

How do you want the middle-aged uncle with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks to be unforgiving, sticking to Yang Chen's accusation of being unqualified, impolite, stepping on people, not knowing how to apologize, and being unforgiving.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry." Yang Chen was annoyed, so he simply stopped and apologized.

"What's the use of saying sorry, killing someone and saying sorry, can you bring the dead back to life?" The uncle asked confidently, and Yang Chen nodded with a smile.

"I apologized, why haven't you finished it?" Shen Yue was on fire.

"It's a pretty girl, why does her temper stink here, tell you, I'm the object of education, when I was young, I was slapped and taught a lesson if someone as unqualified as your object." The middle-aged man is arrogant, as if he was the first fierce man in Xijing when he was young, and he stepped on whoever he wanted.

"You" Shen Yue was annoyed and wanted to theorize.

Yang Chen hurriedly pulled Shen Yue behind him, smiled and said sorry to the unreasonable middle-aged man, he didn't rush to the crown or show his edge, and he was really bad with this kind of person.

The middle-aged man cursed and slipped into the crowd, squeezed into the distance, hid in a corner where no one paid attention to him, and pulled a mobile phone out of his sleeve.

Brand new Love Crazy Four.

The clothes of the street are fast rotten bi sharp weapons.

But it's a very valuable thing, and it's sold to the shop in Digital City at the price of thieves, at least two thousand five.

The middle-aged man with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks weighed his mobile phone, triumphant, the habitual thief nicknamed Hou San, who had stolen a lot of Apple mobile phones, habitually checked the photo album, and looked to see if there were any photos of women and videos of forks and circles on the bed.

A few days ago, he relied on stealing the video in his mobile phone to extort 50,000 yuan from a small cadre.

There are not many photos stored on the phone, and there are no Yan photos and videos.

Hou San was quite disappointed, looked through the phone book, took a closer look, and was shocked to see a white sweat, Hong Sihai, Liu Jianguo, Zheng Tai, Shi, Qin Changming, Zhou Zhengchuan, Qiao Guan, all of them are celebrities in Xijing, black and white.

"I'm damned" Hou San was dumbfounded, wondering if this kid was deliberately scaring people, and driven by curiosity, he was stubborn and worried about the trumpet.

"Yang Shao, the Lantern Festival is good, I was about to call you, you called me first, I play mahjong, the founding of Zhengtai is all there"

Hou San didn't dare to listen any further, hurriedly hung up the phone, shuddered and turned off the phone, fishing out of the old rivers and lakes, rich in experience, with this phone is enough to determine the real number in the phone book.

What to do?

Hou San was flustered.

Who Yang Shao is, he can't figure it out, but he concludes that the young man who was stolen from his mobile phone is black and white, such a character is the most terrifying, and it is easy to find him.

The rumble shook the night sky.

The fireworks burst one after another.

Shen Yue was still worried about the small twists and turns just now, and she was absent-minded.

"Are you still angry with that man?" Yang Chen wrapped his arms around Shen Yue's waist from behind, and said with a deep smile: "Don't be angry, that person will kneel down and beg you for forgiving him for his rudeness." ”

"Really?" Shen Yue was surprised, Yang Chen didn't do anything or say anything, how could that person come back and kneel and beg by himself, she was a little unconvinced, thinking that Yang Chen was joking, she turned her face and whispered to Yang Chen: "If you really want to be right, I will massage every inch of your body with the tip of your tongue tonight." ”

Tip of the tongue massage.

Yang Chen's blood suddenly fluttered, and he nodded with an evil smile.

The two of them stood still to enjoy the fireworks, and after only ten minutes of work, the middle-aged man who had not been reluctant to give up before returned out of breath, squeezed in front of Yang Chen and Shen Yue, and knelt down without saying a word.

Shen Yue was stunned.

Yang Chen smiled wickedly, imagining what the next tongue massage would be**.

"You adults don't remember villains, let me go, I'll kowtow to the two of you." Hou Sanhuo went out, kowtowed, how could face be important, Hong Sihai whispered to face the person, pinching him to death, it was almost as difficult as pinching an ant to death.

Hou San's behavior alarmed the people around him, and people watched in surprise, until Hou San respectfully returned the Apple phone to Yang Chen, and then he roughly understood what was going on.

I see.

Shen Yue figured out the reason, and slandered Yang Chen for being really bad.

………………………

Late at night, the fireworks are gone.

On the big bed of the presidential suite of the Pearl Hotel, Yang Chen was lying lazily naked, Shen Yue, who was only wearing pink lace underwear, knelt on the bed, lying on her stomach, the tip of her wet and soft tongue gently slid over Yang Chen's sturdy body, peeping at Yang Chen's expression from time to time.

Living color.

The goddess coveted by countless men serves like this, of course Yang Chen is comfortable, the goddess loves you as much as she can, you are God, racking her brains and humbly praying for the favor of the goddess, at most you are a slave.

Can you be unhappy to be a god?

Yang Chen was provoked, turned over with a wicked smile, pressed Shen Yue on the bed, held Shen Yue's white and delicate calves with both hands, and lifted the two beautiful legs that were like perfect works of art, admiring Xi E playing.

"It's beautiful"

When Yang Chen sincerely admired the sexy lines outlined by Shen Yue's waist, hips and legs, he ripped off the pink lace panties with one hand, hugged the smooth and greasy legs with the other, and then pushed his lower body into the plump and slippery buttocks.