Long Street

On Jin Fubai's surface, the clouds are light and windy, but in fact, these days, he has been suffocating and vomiting in his chest, and he will come up to bother for a while.

The kiss didn't entangle for too long, he seemed to be punished, biting the taro tongue with pain.

At the end of the kiss, the eyes gleamed towards Taro with a moist voice: "I grew up in Tang Yuchi and grew up with him. His parents are my godparents."

"Growing up together since childhood?"

Jin Fubai's tone implies danger, twisting her earlobe, and asking in her ear: "Oh, still a baby boy?"

"No."

Xiang Yu put his hand into Jin Fubai's coat, and only wrapped his waist with the thin cloth of the shirt.

She rarely had such a moment of initiative, Jin Fubai couldn't hold back, and caged people into her arms.

Xiang Yu raised his head in his arms with bright eyes: "Not only are you angry these days, but I am also angry. Why don't you tell me who is the woman who eats the cone with you abroad?"

Obviously, Jin Fubai did not expect her question. He frowned and thought for a while before he remembered that frame of memory: "That's my cousin."

"Is it your baby?" Xiang Yu asked in his tone.

"Why do you have a blood relationship? Are you jealous?"

Jin Fubai is not a scrupulous person. At this time, his face is slightly dark, and he kisses her on the long bridge.

Perhaps it is the New Year that is approaching, and the trees are hung with colorful lights, making the night beautiful.

His kiss was gentle and long. If this meeting stayed at this moment, it would actually be a perfect night.

It's just that Xiang Yu is greedy for more at this moment and hesitates to give it a go.

When they entered the hotel room, they sat opposite each other, and she suddenly asked, "You said you let me follow you, and I agreed, but I don't know. In your circle, lovers and lovers are also jealous of each other? ?"

When she asked this, Jin Fubai was pouring her tea.

Hearing her words, the movement of his hand paused slightly, and then he continued to slowly pour the tea into the teacup.

In the floating oolong tea fragrance, he raised his eyes: "What do you want to say?"

Xiang Yu smiled: "Jin Fubai, I am very greedy."

"I don't like you enough?" He handed a cup of tea and placed it gently in front of her.

Xiang Yu didn't answer for a while, took a sip of the tea, and the entrance of Longjing was full of fragrance.

Her voice did not soften because of the scent of tea, but was more serious than ever: "Don't love it, love it."

The opposite Jin Fubai didn't speak for a while, and his emotions couldn't be distinguished by his expression.

Xiang Yu knew that he was embarrassed by the many things he wanted, so he didn't urge him, so he took a leisurely cup of tea, and then handed it to Jin Fubai to fill her up.

Jin Fubai chuckled slightly, "Why, I am a tea pourer today?"

He said this, but his hand movement didn't stop, picking up the small purple teapot and filling her empty teacup.

This person's hands are beautiful, but the fingers are not too slender, the joints are shaped with some strength, and the skin is as clean as a good jade, and it looks like a pampered hand.

It's pleasing to watch him pour tea.

After the appreciation, he said to the taro: "If it's not love, I don't want it."

This swift slashing of the chaos made people like Jin Fubai stunned for a while who had seen strong winds and waves.

After saying this, Xiang Yuxiang relaxed in an instant, and completely changed his attitude. It seemed that Jin Fubai no longer regarded Jin Fubai as the opposite **** at all.

During the meal, I could discuss the dishes with him very calmly, saying, "Cheese baked sweet potato dessert is better than the stall in front of the school, and I can take you to try it later."

Without waiting for Jin Fubai to react, he opened his eyes wide for a moment, then laughed "poof", swinging his slender index finger, and said, "Sorry, I forgot that there is no future. This promise must be voided. "

In fact, before he walked into the hotel, or earlier, as early as Jin Fubai realized that he was blocked these days, he had vaguely realized that the relationship was a little out of control.

But he didn't think there was any problem, as long as the general direction didn't get out of control.

As a result, this girl is going to break with him when she comes up?

In fact, Jin Fubai also knows that cutting off is the best solution. You can love it, or coax it anyway.

Love is really forgotten.

After a meal, Xiang Yu actually paid the bill without checking.

Jin Fubai was a little unhappy: "What order are you paying?"

She smiled and shook her purse: "I always say that I don’t have a chance to invite you to dinner. Let me invite you for a meal. I am very happy with you during this period. I may be unhappy if I continue. Go here."

The words were all finished by her, simply and neatly, leaving people speechless.

Xiangyu forgot to pull the zipper on the long wallet in Yu's hand. With such a flash, the ID, bank card and change coins splashed all over the floor.

She went out to eat and wore work clothes, a white shirt and a dark gray suit skirt.

When he squatted down and picked up something on the floor, the skirt fabric tightly wrapped his hips.

The lines are tight and round.

Jin Fubai took a look, then walked around in front of her and squatted down to help pick it up.

Picking up the last coin, he looked at Xiang Yu and flicked the coin into her hand: "Where do I go, I'll give it to you?"

Xiang Yu shook his head: "No, it doesn't matter if we get out of this door, I'm embarrassed if you don't have to send me off, I'll take a taxi and go back."

In their circle, men have always been afraid of women being confused, afraid of trouble when they are separated, and afraid of being entangled by women.

It was the first time Jin Fubai saw a girl who was so clear about Xiang Yu.

How to describe it? He suddenly blamed her for being too clear.

Jin Fubai got into the car and looked at her from the rear mirror.

The girl walked very freely, carrying a bag without turning her head, and stopped a taxi from the street to get in.

The taxi drove past his car, and politely sounded a whistle to signal him, "I'm leaving, bye."

Jin Fubai snorted, started the car and drove out of the parking lot.

Okay, just disperse the meal.

Is he missing her a woman?

After this day, the time entered into February, and there were only ten days left before New Year's Eve.

Jin Fubai didn't feel any discomfort at first. Only occasionally when he went back to the hotel and saw a pile of CDs on the bedside table could he remember Xiang Yu sitting on the bed, picking up the CDs, and reading him a brief introduction seriously.

In the middle of the night, she smiled and carefully selected the films, which made him tender, letting her go again and again, did she really fall asleep after all.

Perhaps the night is particularly imaginative, Jin Fubai suddenly thought of her frowning eyebrows and humming her neck.

......This broken hotel can't live in, it makes people think about something they shouldn't think about.

The next day, Jin Fubai flew abroad to visit his grandmother.

Just as the elders in the family were busy cooperating across countries, only he and his grandmother had breakfast in the dining room in the morning.

For foreigners, on New Year’s Eve, many transnational cooperation, regardless of whether you want to reunite with your family, you must do little work.

The grandmother drank a piece of Tingzi porridge, and instructed him: "You have been idle these days, and help your dad and uncles do more."

Jin Fubai sat in a chair, waiting for the Cantonese chef to bring up his portion of porridge, and said leisurely: "Aren't I busy?"

"Are you busy? These few days, they have come to give gifts. I see how many girls are not wrong. I really want to choose one to be a grandson-in-law."

Although they are abroad, many people know that the Chinese will celebrate New Year's Eve and New Year, and they specifically asked about giving gifts to their grandmothers in accordance with the custom.

It is estimated that the group of people mentioned their daughters intentionally or unintentionally, and the grandmother was also moved. She wanted a granddaughter-in-law, not a day or two.

This kind of topic turned Jin Fubai's appetite. He even smiled three-pointers. After taking two sips of porridge, he put it down and stopped touching it.

When the morning light fell on the table through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Jin Fubai inexplicably remembered what a girl said about baked sweet potatoes with cheese, and turned to ask the chef: "Do you know how to make sweet potatoes baked with cheese?"

Before the chef waited to speak, he remembered that he had said to Yu that he wanted the stall in front of the school to be delicious, so he waved his hand.

In those days, Jin Fubai voted himself into a snare and was caught by his family as a coolie to help sift information about the bidding company.

The secretary who followed the elders was from Sichuan and Chongqing. In addition to the plastic Cantonese he liked, the secretary occasionally spoke a few words in English and □□.

It's also strange to say that Jin Fubai sat in the leather boss chair and looked at the piles of forms and materials. Suddenly, he missed Xiang Yu's words in the imperial capital.

I don't know what major she studied at university and where her roommates are.

She was a native of the Imperial City, and the Imperial City spoke to her slowly, with a special taste.

The secretary was still reporting the bidding company information. Jin Fubai was frustrated for no reason, touched a cigarette out, stuffed the agarwood stick and lit it.

Seeing that he was impatient to listen, the secretary stopped talking in due course.

Jin Fubai opened a window. In the yard, the child from his uncle’s family was playing with the white child from the neighbor’s house.

"Best Wife"?

Isn't it a "Best Pro"?

The little boy lost a front tooth, and his speech leaked.

Jin Fubai curled up his mouth and said to his heart that he didn't know how to utter his words. He still taught others?

He finished smoking, put it in the ashtray, and turned his head to see a pile of bidding materials in the storage carton.

For the top copy, the bidder’s last name is Xiang.

Jin Fubai picked it up and glanced casually: "Why didn't you consider the bid in this box?"

The secretary said: "They are all small companies with no background."

The interest relationship between the company and the company is complicated. Some of them are not because of the product, but are directly cooperating with each other, and it is always necessary to give face.

Regardless of so many, Jin Fubai took a picture of the information on the table: "Just this one. I think the bidder's last name is a good match."

Jin Fubai didn't care what the secretary was behind him, took his coat and walked downstairs.

"Every holiday season, I miss you" fart, according to him, a certain girl in China has forgotten him a long time ago.

What a breakup, he doesn't want to break up now.