Chapter 73: Killing Our Lady in the Last Days (33)
Fengzhi put his hands up and down for a while, and finally satisfied, went to the side, lifted the quilt and prepared to sleep.
"Go to bed early." She let out a cloudy breath, and there was a faint smell of blood in her mouth.
Jiang Yang: "...... That's it? ”
"Don't get an inch!" Fengzhi is serious.
"......" Jiang Yang was not convinced, turned over to face her, and said boldly: "It's time for you to finish!" ”
His hand sneaked around her waist and slipped into her clothes, and the scorching heat of Fengzhi's skin made his hand shrink, and he was a little timid in an instant.
Just as he was thinking about whether to take it back, his hand was grabbed by the wind branch.
Kazewi tilted his head to look at him.
Jiang Yang glared at himself and puffed himself up, "What's wrong?" ”
Only the state officials are allowed to set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps, right?
Unsatisfied, angry rabbits.
Fengzhi looked at his appearance, and suddenly remembered a classic line of the boss.
"You brought it on yourself!"
She turned over and got up, and let Jiang Yang feel how these words were written.
……
Early the next morning, Jiang Yang put two band-aids on the left side of his face to cover the tooth marks left by Fengzhi on his face.
His skin was delicate and fair, and he turned red with a little exertion, so that there were many marks on his body, either bitten or pinched.
Fengzhi also raised him as a puppy, she is a puppy! The bite is really painful!
But......
When he thought of last night's situation, Jiang Yang blushed so much, he just felt that the relationship between the two of them seemed to be reversed?
Jiang Yang was distracted several times when he was doing research, and a colleague next to him leaned over and asked in a low voice, "You were beaten by Fengzhi?" ”
Everyone in the base now knows that the kitchen knife cutter king who has been very good in their base recently is Jiang Yang's girlfriend.
And Jiang Yang is the son of Dean Jiang, so he pays more attention to both of them.
That's right, the people at the base gave Fengzhi a nickname, the king of kitchen knife cuts.
She went out with a small kitchen knife and cut down countless zombie nests.
"Nope." Jiang Yang came back to his senses and silently stayed away from this gossipy colleague.
"Then why are you covered in wounds?" The colleague said earnestly: "Hey, people like us who are powerless, when facing a powerful girlfriend, let's be soft, your girlfriend is so good at cutting zombies, how much it hurts to hit yourself!" ”
Even though Jiang Yang's clothes covered the marks on his body well, the pinching on his neck couldn't cover it at all.
It was left by the wind branch last night when he grabbed him by the neck and kissed him......
It's a trail of love!
What was beaten?
You know what!
Jiang Yang glared at him, "Don't worry about me!" ”
The colleague pursed his lips, thinking that he didn't know what to do.
…
Then the next day, Jiang Yang put two more band-aids on his right cheek, and the pinch marks on his neck became even more serious.
My colleagues saw it in their eyes, but they didn't come to Jiang Yang to find bad luck this time, but just took the time to run out and talk to Dean Jiang about it.
In any case, the opposition to domestic violence starts with him!
So after Jiang Yang got off work, he saw his father, whom he had been avoiding.
…
When Dean Jiang saw him like this, he snorted coldly, "Have you forgotten that you still have a father?" ”
He choked like this, and Jiang Yang's face was not very good, "Do you still know that it's my father?" You've never been there when I needed you! ”
"That's why you haven't come to see me since you came to the base?" Dean Jiang's face was gloomy, "No matter how much I have been since I was a child, I have never treated you badly, you are good!" I don't dare to come to me when I'm beaten, how long are you going to endure it? ”
Jiang Yang: "......? ”
Which bastard is rumoring that he was beaten?
It's a trail of love!
Traces of love!
Does anyone understand?