The Blind Date Went To the Wrong Room, But Was Confessed By the Other Party

"Xiyao?"

Jiang Xiyao's long curvy hair fell down Fang Zheng's shoulders. From the man's line of sight, he could clearly see the woman's delicate profile curve.

Although this is not the first time I have carefully observed this face, I am amazed every time I observe it.

I lament that there are really women in the world who are so beautiful.

Fangzheng closed the laptop and put it on the bedside cabinet, then dragged Jiang Xiyao's back with one hand and supported her thigh with the other, gently picked her up and tried to keep the woman in a flat position.

Jiang Xiyao's eyes moved midway, but luckily she didn't wake up.

After doing all this, Fangzheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Even if you are a boss, you won't tire yourself out like this every day."

Habitually, he brought the tiger that separated the distance between the two and placed it between him and Jiang Xiyao. Fang Zheng also turned off the lights and slept.

April is coming to an end, and it will soon be May, the temperature is getting warmer, and fewer and fewer quilts need to be covered.

At this special time when summer is about to come, but not quite yet, the state of human beings often becomes particularly sensitive as the temperature changes.

In the darkness, Jiang Xiyao waited until Fang Zheng fell asleep before slowly opening her beautiful eyes.

Originally, she was asleep, but this idiot forgot that she was not feeling well now. The hug just now was like lava venting, the waterfall was flowing backwards, and Jiang Xiyao was awake all of a sudden.

Now she opened her eyes and turned her head to see the tiger doll standing between them. Through the tiger's tail, she could see Fang Zheng sleeping facing her.

Jiang Xiyao carefully removed the little tiger that was blocking the two of them, so that nothing would stop them.

Jiang Xiyao turned to his side and looked at Fang Zheng's appearance when he was sleeping.

This man slept without snoring, but his breathing was heavy. Jiang Xiyao fell asleep every time he fell asleep, and listening to his breathing, sometimes he would subconsciously breathe at the same rhythm.

Slowly stretched out his hand and gently touched Fang Zheng's cheek, Fang Zheng would scratch his face when he was touched by a foreign object in his sleep.

It made Jiang Xiyao smile.

"Fang...zheng, what you just said was said to me before."

The woman remembered that a long time ago, there was a vague face in her memory, and she lay beside her like this, but she was very young at that time.

It was the father, the father who was still alive had noticed many years ago that his daughter was stubborn and liked to toss herself.

"Yaoyao! I'm only in the third grade. There's no need to memorize it so late, right? Do you have to tire yourself out like this in school?"

"Dad! Yaoyao wants to grow up early and inherit the family business!"

"Okay, from now on, our family's money will be yours! Don't give anyone a cent!"

Jiang Xiyao pursed her lips and slowly moved towards Fangzheng on the bed, until the two of them were almost on the same pillow.

Tonight is over here.

In another villa, there was a woman in sleeping pajamas who didn't sleep until after eleven o'clock, because her brother didn't know what went mad tonight.

Upstairs bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang punch bag in his room not much.

It's really like being sick.

"Yibiao! At eleven o'clock in the evening, are you still not allowed to sleep?! Put on your headphones and play games, okay? Stop making noise."

Yang Yibiao's voice came from the room on the second floor: "Sister, what time is it! I usually lie down and sleep without seeing you at eleven o'clock!"

Yang Xiaoxue sighed and went to the second floor tiredly wearing slippers. The closer Yang Yibiao's room was, the louder he heard his punches.

Finally, he stopped at the door of the other party's bedroom and said helplessly: "Don't make a fuss,

If you don't have class tomorrow, I have to go to class. "

Yang Yibiao, who was sweating like rain in the room, turned his head to look at the old sister out of breath. Just now, he had been pondering the nirvana that Fangzheng gave him today. Even this technique can be invented.

"Sister, who said I won't go to class tomorrow! I'm going to class tomorrow too, the three of us together!"

Yang Xiaoxue snorted: "You are also going to class? What do you mean by the three of us?"

Yang Yibiao said as he should: "There's Teacher Fang, won't he come to pick you up tomorrow? We'll be three together then!"

Yang Xiaoxue didn't understand what happened.

But she thought about this afternoon.

"By the way, I still want to ask you. You are not in the classroom in the afternoon, and Teacher Fang also asked me to ask him for leave. What are you two doing? I warn you Yibiao, Teacher Fang does not mean to embarrass you, you don't want to. Always trouble him!"

Yang Yibiao laughed: "Oh, sister, what are you talking about? Why am I embarrassing Teacher Fang? Teacher Fang is my idol now, and maybe he will be my brother-in-law in the future!"

When Yang Xiaoxue heard the words of her brother-in-law, her heart skipped a beat: "What do you mean? Why is Teacher Fang your idol again? When I called you this morning, you obviously still spoke to him in that tone."

Yang Yibiao took off his gloves, wiped his sweat with a towel from the bed, and walked in front of Yang Xiaoxue.

"Sister, sometimes the feelings between men come so suddenly. You, a woman, don't understand. Oh, and I changed my mind about Teacher Fang chasing you. Now my position is firm!"

Yang Yibiao shook his head as he spoke, and the double negative was affirmative: "I'm special! I especially agree with the two of you being together! But I have to remind old sister that Teacher Fang has a girlfriend now, sister, you'd better think of a way!"

Yang Xiaoxue's brows slowly wrinkled, she noticed the point of her words: "Mr. Fang has a girlfriend now?"

Yang Yibiao shrugged, and then closed the door to thank the guests. After all, the topic could not end here, and if the conversation continued, there might be a mess.

"Sister, go to sleep, I'm going to take a bath and go to bed, remember to wake me up tomorrow morning, good night!"

Yang Yibiao gently pushed his old sister out with one hand, and the door closed.

Yang Xiaoxue stared at the door suspiciously. She just raised her hand. Curiosity actually drove her to ask the other person for clarity, but after thinking about it, it was fine.

Although Yang Xiaoxue felt that she was still a young woman, she was not as open as her younger brother.

After Yang Yibiao took a bath and lay soundly on the bed, Yang Xiaoxue fell asleep when she returned to her room.

She tossed and turned in the duvet and couldn't fall asleep. She glanced at the time every once in a while, and every once in a while, she occasionally took out a photo from under the pillow.

It was a group photo of a junior high school graduation more than ten years ago. Many people in the photo had parted ways and no longer contacted after graduation.

Yang Xiaoxue was very short in the class at the time. In the photo, she was wearing a baggy school uniform, standing in the lower left corner of the photo.

Unremarkable.

In the upper right corner, there was a tall and cheerful boy who was completely different from her.

This boy is called Fangzheng.

It was Yang Xiaoxue's own first love.