"My whole being is your ......"

Grinding in the ear, whispering.

Song Fengwan's heartbeat was disordered, and the two were already very close.

He stepped forward a little more, leaning close to her, "Just want a red envelope?" ”

Song Fengwan held her breath, who doesn't like money, if he is willing to give it, she is naturally willing to accept it, but at this moment......

It's too close, surrounded by his breath, the intoxicating smell of wine, mixed with sandalwood agarwood, and the strong and domineering drill into the human bones and blood.

"Not so." Her voice was thin.

"Don't want me?" Fu Shen's forehead was against hers, blatantly teasing.

He drank wine, his voice was hoarse, and the end note was vicissitudes, as if he was hooking, which hooked Song Fengwan's heart.

She hung her head slightly, avoiding his scorching gaze.

"You get out of the way first, I'm afraid my classmates will come out." There have been quite a few waiters walking by.

"Hmm......" his voice was hoarse, and there was still a trace of reason tugging, "I'm asking you, answer me first?" ”

Fu Shen's fingertips burned, and he reached out and touched her blood-red ears, his fingertips rubbed, and his throat tightened.

Song Fengwan was itchy by him, and when he wanted to push him away, Fu Shen had already lowered his head and kissed her......

Fang Cai's shallow taste stopped, and he didn't seem to feel any taste, and after licking the corners of her mouth at the moment, he felt ......

She's really sweet.

opened his mouth to kiss the warm lower lip, sucking and biting, his breath was taken away, and Song Fengwan was feverish.

"If you do so well in the exam this time, you will be rewarded ......"

"Huh?" Song Fengwan looked up at him, and he didn't look back for a while.

In the next second, he kissed her heavily, as if he was forcibly snatched, and the force was very heavy, which made Song Fengwan moan softly.

The legs were too weak to stand.

Fu Shen pressed her against the wall and grinded her hard.

It's better to reward her, or to reward yourself.

……

I don't know how long it took, the door of the box where Song Fengwan was was suddenly opened, she was confused, so she naturally didn't care, until a drunk boy stumbled out against the wall.

Song Fengwan was shocked, Fu Shen hugged her waist and shackled her tightly in his arms, she couldn't push away, so she could only bury her head in his arms.

"My classmate is here." She also wants to have a face, this kind of thing is broken by her classmates, and everyone has to die of shame.

The boy squinted at the two people not far away, confused.

This one......

Not Song Fengwan's uncle?

At that time, he participated in the 100-day oath and was quite discussed among the students.

Did he drink too much and be dazzled?

Why did you see Song Fengwan and her uncle and press her against the wall to kiss her?

Damn it!

I must have been alcoholic.

He turned his head to go back to the box to cool off, but he hit the wall and walked around them to the bathroom.

Song Fengwan reached out and pinched Fu Shen's waist, "I told you not to stay here." ”

"Shall we go somewhere else, then?" Fu Shen held down her messy hand, this girl is really bold now, she actually pinched his waist directly?

Song Fengwan glanced at him, "I'll go back first, Uncle Yan will come to pick me up later, and I'll make an appointment with you tomorrow." ”

Fu Shen nodded, he drank a lot of wine tonight, and his brain was dizzy at the moment.

Seeing her return to the box, Fu Shen turned around and left.

After Song Feng went back late, the male classmate went to the bathroom and came back, staring at her vigorously.

"Song Fengwan, I ...... just now"

"What?" Song Feng drank the juice at night, pretending to be calm.

"I seem to see you and your uncle ......"

"What uncle? Are you drinking too much? ”

The boy also thought it was impossible, and reached out and slapped his face twice, "I may have drunk too much." "Otherwise, how can you be dazzled.

When Song Feng came home in the evening, it was close to the early hours of the morning.

"My mom slept?"

"I slept at eight o'clock, and when I knew you were back, I got up again." Yan Wangchuan controlled the steering wheel.

At this time, the cloud city was as thick as ink at night, silent.

Song Fengwan turned his head to look at the back seat of the car, "You bought a supper?" ”

"Your mother said she was hungry, and she didn't want to toss in the middle of the night, so I bought some, if you're hungry, go back and eat and sleep." Yan Wangchuan did not have the habit of eating supper.

"Hmm." Although the banquet lasted for more than two hours, everyone was chatting, and Song Fengwan didn't move his chopsticks much, "Do you think my mother has gained weight recently?" ”

"Is there one?" Yan Wangchuan raised his eyebrows, he stayed with Qiao Aiyun all day, and he really didn't care.

"I was shopping with her the other day, and she used to wear size clothes, but now she has to wear size L." Song Feng was speechless.

Yan Wangchuan didn't speak again.

After returning home, Qiao Aiyun sat at the dining table to eat, Song Fengwan ate two bites with him, Yan Wangchuan sat on the side, and he didn't eat, just stared at their mother and daughter.

The older generation always said that it was a blessing to be able to eat.

He didn't think Qiao Aiyun was fat at all, but the more he looked at it, the happier he became.

"Tonight, do you want to go to the Academy of Fine Arts, or go to another university?" Qiao Aiyun ate and looked at her sideways, "I helped you find a teacher who specializes in helping people fill in the volunteers, and I will take you to consult tomorrow." ”

"Consulting?" Song Fengwan has his own little abacus.

"It's quite expensive for him to help people fill in volunteers, and many people are looking for him, so he can give you good guidance." Everyone naturally knows several of the best universities, but when it comes to choosing a major or something, Qiao Aiyun is not proficient in it after all.

Song Fengwan's grades were also filled in early, and after the volunteers were filled, they had to rush back to Nanjiang to prepare for the wedding.

"I still want to go to the Academy of Fine Arts."

"Or is it because of your grandfather?" Qiao Aiyun turned her head to look at her.

The old man of the Qiao family passed away early, and he devoted his life to carving stone and jade, at that time, it was not like now, grinding and polishing, all of which were operated by machines, and they were all purely handmade in the past, and he inhaled dust every day, and he had lung disease in his fifties.

He was older, and he also had a problem with his arm, so he couldn't hold a carving knife, so he had to retire this time.

In the years before leaving, he traced and designed all kinds of jade every day, leaving many precious manuscripts, some of which are still treasured by museums, and the Qiao family now has 10,000 manuscripts.

Song Fengwan held a pen to write and paint, which was enlightened by the old man, when he would put a blank paper on the sketch, hold Song Fengwan's hand, and teach her to trace flowers, birds, fish and insects......

"Let's have tender hands late and evening, it's a pity to hold a knife, and in the future, I'll learn to paint with my grandfather."

Song Fengwan didn't understand at the time, so he giggled and nodded.

She still remembers the touch of her grandfather holding her hand.

His hands were covered with thick calluses, and there was a crack in the palm of his hand, which was warm and strong when he held her.

He once took her to recognize a lot of jade, would ride a classic car to take her around the streets, and would also stuff her with coins and let her go out to buy candy to eat......

Qiao Lao had a great influence on her.

The old man also left very suddenly, and when he collected the relics, he also turned out a simple atlas, which was the entry pattern specially drawn by Qiao Lao for Song Fengwan, but it was not finished yet......

Song Fengwan thought of Qiao Lao, and the tip of his nose was sour, "Not only because of my grandfather, but also because I am also interested, the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts has a design class in this area, and I want to report there." ”

Qiao Aiyun thought of her father and felt sad from her heart.

She didn't want Song Fengwan to be too far away from her, but when it came to her father, after she married far away, she couldn't serve left and right, and she regretted it from the bottom of her heart, Song Fengwan wanted to fulfill her father's wish, and her heart was sour.

She is clumsy and has no talent for painting, so she can only help take care of the business, and there are too few inheritors of the Qiao family's craftsmanship, I am afraid that in another hundred years, no one will remember the Qiao family.

"Mom-" Song Fengwan bit his lip, nervous.

"If you insist on going to the Beijing Academy of Fine Arts and make a decision, I won't stop you, after all, you have to go by yourself in the future, even if I choose the best school and the best major for you, if you don't like it, after four years of study, I'm afraid it won't be comfortable."

Qiao Aiyun completely thought of her father, and her sadness came from it, and her heart was soft.

"Thank you, Mom." Song Fengwan said with a smile.

She has always been frightened about filling in the volunteers, her uncle wants her to go to Wusu, and the Yan family wants her to go to Nanjiang, but she chooses the farthest away from the capital.

I don't know how to talk to my mother, but I said it by the way today, and when I got my approval, my heart fell to the ground.

Yan Wangchuan looked at Qiao Aiyun's eyes were red, and frowned slightly, he still clearly remembered the scene when he first entered Qiao's family to apprentice.

Qiao Aiyun thought of her late father, she couldn't hide her loss, and it took a long time before she breathed a sigh of relief, "Since you have decided and filled in the volunteers, we will go back to Nanjiang." ”

Song Fengwan nodded.

"By the way, when I was on the phone with my mother during the day, I heard her say that Yan Zhihuan and Xiao Jingan were going to get engaged, so she asked her sister to send an invitation to the house, and she threw it away." Qiao Aiyun tried to change the subject.

"They're engaged?" Song Feng was speechless.

At that time, Mrs. Xiao was so tough, she shouldn't have accepted Yan Zhihuan easily, why did she suddenly get engaged.

"I heard it is." Qiao Aiyun sighed, "I guess it's a threat to the child, saying that I am pregnant with Xiao Jing'an's child, what can I do, what is the mother and daughter like, we also saw it that day, and we will definitely rely on the Xiao family." ”

It has been more than half a month since the coconut grove was caught in the coconut grove that day, and if she is pregnant, she will naturally find out.

Song Fengwan shook his head helplessly.

In Xiao Jing'an's life, I am afraid that he will be entangled by that terrible woman, and he deserves it, and he can't control his lower body.

Song Fengwan went out on a date with Fu Shen the next day, nothing more than eating and watching a movie to press the road, and sent her home before ten o'clock.

She didn't stay in Yuncheng for a long time, she volunteered to fill it out and returned to Nanjiang, because Qiao Aiyun and Yan Wangchuan's wedding was scheduled for August, the seventh day of the lunar calendar, and there were many things to prepare before marriage.

In order to welcome the wedding, the old lady asked the furnishings of the home to be completely renovated, and even the carpet was replaced with a festive brick red.

In mid-July, the old lady went to Wu Su to discuss the marriage with Qiao's family.

In today's society, there are still some complaints about second marriage, but the old lady doesn't think so, since she is married to the Yan family, she must be beautiful.

The bride price given by the Yan family is also very generous, which also includes a property invested in the capital, which was directly transferred to Song Fengwan.

The old lady said very directly, "If you don't want to stay in the dormitory, there is a house that is also a home, we go to the capital to see her, and we can't always stay in a hotel, it is convenient to have a house." ”

As everyone knows, this house will become a place for Fu Shen and Song Fengwan to have an affair in the future.

Preparing for the wedding, time flies very quickly, and during this period, Qiao Aiyun is so busy that her feet don't touch the ground.

That day, the wind was strong outside, and the weather station warned that there was a typhoon, Qiao Aiyun was idle at home, and Song Fengwan followed the old lady to learn embroidery for more than a month.

"Oh, my little ancestor, don't spoil my gold thread anymore, how many gold threads have you ruined." As soon as the old lady saw the knotted thread, her whole person was not good.

"You said that Qiao's family are all craftsmen, and you are also an art student, why are your hands so stupid!"

Song Fengwan was speechless, "I've worked hard, this line is too long." ”

"Don't trouble me here." The old lady sighed repeatedly, "I teach you every day, why can't you learn it." ”

Song Fengwan looked at the dog-like figure in his hand, and he was also quite helpless.

"Mom, don't worry about her, this girl has been clumsy since she was a child." Qiao Aiyun smiled and poured tea for the old lady.

"I didn't inherit it from my grandfather and uncle, but I inherited it from you." Song Fengwan muttered quietly.

Qiao Aiyun glanced at her, and she was really getting bigger and smaller.

"Ma'am, it's soup." Huang's mother brought a bowl of black chicken soup from the kitchen, and since she arrived at Yan's house, she has not stopped taking tonic every day.

"Thank you." Qiao Aiyun was just about to reach out and take the soup bowl, but she felt nauseous, her face turned pale, and she ran to the bathroom in a panic......

"Mom?" Song Fengwan frowned.

There was a retching sound in the bathroom......

The old lady and Huang's mother glanced at each other, their hearts were overjoyed, and they threw away the embroidery, which was originally rainy and rainy, her knees were sore, but at the moment she was full of wind under her feet, and trotted all the way to the bathroom.

Song Fengwan also came back to his senses at this moment.

My heart jumped, could this be ......

There you have it.

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