The empress of fast wear is married

Chapter 783 Innocent Bamboo Horse (40)

After buying the oil painting bright orange flower shirt and paying for it, Fenghua took the boy back to the hotel and asked him to change into it for himself to see.

Although Yan Che was helpless, he always responded to his girlfriend's requests.

The girl who was lazily nestling on the big bed, propping her head on one hand, flipping through a brick-thick fashion magazine, heard the sound of the door opening, maintained her current posture, and raised her delicate eyebrows and eyes.

The boy came out, and the slender figure bumped into her eyes, fully occupying her sight.

Fenghua was stunned for a moment, and paused when he flipped through the book.

... scumbag.

Is it so pretty?

She didn't expect that an ordinary or even ugly floral shirt worn on the bamboo horse would not damage his appearance at all.

This kind of silk shirt with gaudy colors and no style and shape, if you are not careful, you will wear it like a car accident scene, without temperament and beauty at all.

However, Zhuma actually relied on his own good looks to forcefully wear clothes that were a bit too gaudy for boys, giving him a sense of astonishment that is famous in the fashion industry.

It was the first time for Yan Che to wear such clothes. Seeing the girl staring at him with bright eyes, he felt a little uncomfortable. He raised his sky-defying long legs and walked over: "...It's ugly, isn't it."

"Not ugly." Fenghua let go of the hand holding his head, closed the opened fashion magazine, and pointed out the cover to him, "It's even more beautiful than the male models on the magazine."

Yan Che who saw the male model on the cover of the magazine at a glance: "..."

To be honest, a little jealous.

How can a girlfriend look at other men?

Even if it's just through a magazine.
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the next day.

Fenghua and Yanche go to the beach.

The young man put on a bright and eye-catching oil painting casual shirt. The silk shirt was wrapped around his slender body. It didn't look gaudy and vulgar, but it reflected the scent of Zhilan Yushu.

The girls wore conservative bikinis.

——Mother Sheng prepared it for her and stuffed it in the suitcase.

Considering her daughter's age, the bikini is a one-piece style, which is neither too hot nor too hot, but also perfectly outlines the good figure of a 16-year-old young girl with a slight maturity, with the lines of the clothes.

The two slender legs under the hem of the skirt stepped on the soft sand of the beach, and the round and jade-like calves were dazzlingly white as they walked.

Yan Che glanced.

Ok.

want to put her...

Hide it.

But Zhuma, who knew her character, sighed inwardly.

If he wanted to hide her in his pocket and monopolize the starlight, he would probably be... beaten to death.

Yan Che had no choice but to follow his girlfriend every step of the way, declaring ownership.

Coming to the seaside, not going into the water is simply reckless, Fenghua casually pulled up her long hair and tied it into a bun, with a loose strand falling from her temples.

Tourists from all over the world are playing in the sea happily.

Cheng Feifei came to the beach wearing a straw sun hat.

She is alone.

Mother Cheng Qing and the man she called 'father' were not around.

Maybe he was still sleeping in the hotel at this time, so he didn't wake up.

The corners of Cheng Feifei's lips curled up slightly, a hint of sarcasm flashed across her face, and she lazily kicked the shells on the beach.

Suddenly, the gaze from a distance paused inadvertently.

……It's him.

Last night, this person's ruthlessness made her a little ashamed.

But goodbye, she still recognized him in the crowd at a glance.

Today, he is not dressed in white and black trousers like aristocratic and elegant, but wearing an oil painting casual shirt, the bright and eye-catching color dripping water outlines the unusually beautiful texture lines under the shirt.

Eye-catching, disturbing.

Cheng Feifei bit her lip, as if something was biting her heart.

In the end, she took off her top hat and the sun protection shirt outside, revealing a figure that is not inferior in a two-piece bikini.

She walked over.

Halfway through, someone whistled at her.

Cheng Feifei didn't care, got into the water and approached quietly.

There were a lot of tourists, and together with the playfulness, Yan Che didn't notice Cheng Feifei who was approaching for a while.

When he realizes—

Cheng Feifei pretended to be drowning, threw herself on him, and clung to him: "Help, my legs are cramping..."

If the play needs to be done well enough to make outsiders look flawless, then the cost will be high.

Cheng Feifei cruelly drank several mouthfuls of salty sea water, choked and coughed, but she still didn't forget to throw herself on the young man, "Help, help me..."

Jealousy is a woman's nature.

Didn't you say that you would never act too ambiguously with other women to make your girlfriend jealous?

Well, if your girlfriend saw with her own eyes today that you hugged me, even if it was just an emergency to save a drowning person, I'm afraid there would be a gap in her heart.

Cheng Feifei thought almost revenge in her heart.

Unexpectedly, the clothes were half-wet in the water, and the handsome young man who outlined his beautiful body like an angel slipped back a step, lowered his long eyelashes, and said in a nonchalant manner:
"Sorry, men and women can't kiss each other."

It is clear that he stands idly by.

Even, as if afraid that she would suddenly pounce on him and entangle him, he retreated a certain distance.

Cheng Feifei: "..."

She froze for a second.

this person……

How indifferent and ruthless to her!

Her heart was trembling, filled with complex emotions of love and hate.

However, to achieve this in the play, no matter what you do, you have to be all-rounder——

"Help, I..." just opened her mouth to spit out a few words, Cheng Feifei's face suddenly changed, revealing an expression of pain, her delicate face seemed a little distorted, "...my leg hurts. "

It's true this time!
Not pretending!
So people really can't lie.

Lying is really easy to be...reported by the present world!

Cheng Feifei has been thumping in the sea for so long, and now she really has leg cramps, and she can't help but panic. When she pretended to be drowning and rushed over, she had calculated accurately in her mind, and she could still maintain a bit of a girl's elegance, but now...

Really panicked and shouted for help.

Fear of being drowned.

I don't care about any image.

There is no sense of beauty at all.

In the end, Cheng Feifei was rescued by a foreign man, and she was taken to the beach covered with fine golden sand in a state of embarrassment, where she was given artificial respiration.

Cheng Feifei coughed up a few sips of water, and opened her eyes in a daze to see that the boy led his girlfriend ashore, holding a thick and large snow-white towel in both hands, wrapped the wet girl in it, and wiped her hair and the water on her body. Stains, the movements are gentle, revealing the smell of drowning.

The couple stood not far from her. The deep blue sea was shimmering, and the pale golden sunlight fell on the young man. Crystal drops of water hung from his dark hair, sliding down his beautiful side face into the white collarbone... …

Like a boy walking out of a comic.

With her head down, from the tip of her eyebrows to the corners of her lips, everything is gentle.

Cheng Feifei's lower lip was about to bleed, but this foreign man who took advantage of her by artificial respiration was still whispering in her ear: "Beautiful Miss Dongfang, are you okay..."

Cheng Feifei had no choice but to look away, forced a forced smile, gritted her teeth and thanked: "thank you."

But my heart vomited to death.

I can't wait to raise my hand to wipe my mouth clean immediately.

Her first kiss was just... gone! -
"...do you know that drowning girl from Huaguo?" Fenghua asked, wrapped in a towel.

Zhuma replied without thinking, "I don't know."

Yan Che didn't lie.

Even if Cheng Feifei showed his presence in front of him angrily, he didn't even remember the person's name.

Yan Che thought about it.

What does it seem to be called...

Zhou Feifei or Li Feifei?

The bamboo horse who has always been hailed as a god of learning, thought for a few seconds, but couldn't remember Cheng Feifei's name correctly, so she simply threw it aside.

Anyway, just an insignificant person.

Fenghua wiped her hair with a towel, lowered her eyes, and said casually: "But how do I see that when she was drowning with leg cramps, so many people around did not ask for help, but they only asked for you..."

The girl's black and curly eyelashes were dyed with crystal beads, and her lips opened and closed when she spoke, making her pink and attractive.

Yan Che lowered his head, touched her lips, slipped the tip of his tongue along the beautiful lip line, and kissed her slowly and lingeringly.

In a foreign country, it is also a tropical island known as a honeymoon resort for couples. Kissing is really common, and it is not a particularly sensational scene.

most……

Because of the kissing young couple, super good looks and mysterious and charming oriental temperament, when passing by them, just take a look or two more.

A few seconds later, Yan Che backed away slightly, his rose-like lips were stained with a shimmering color.

"Is this a plan to use beauty to passively avoid problems?" Fenghua raised his head slightly, with a half-smile.

"No." Zhuma replied, "I just want to kiss you."
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After pretending to suffer from leg cramps and turning into a real drowning, while Yan Che stood by and watched as he died, Cheng Feifei no longer had the face to seek abuse.

Even if they were staying in the same hotel, Cheng Feifei would take a detour when she saw the two of them.

After all, the scene of her being artificially resuscitated by a foreign man was seen by a teenager, even if it was just an ordinary first aid measure after drowning, Cheng Feifei felt inexplicably insulted.

Especially in front of him.

Thinking of meeting in a foreign country once and maybe never seeing each other again, the enthusiasm in Cheng Feifei's mind finally calmed down.

A little bit self-defeating, heart ashamed.

But, I didn't expect that on the plane back to China...

Met that boy again!

Cheng Feifei sat down slowly in her seat, stretched her neck slightly, her eyes fell calmly on the front obliquely.

Across a corridor.

His girlfriend was sitting by the window, and the boy was sitting outside.

Looking at it from Cheng Feifei's angle, the young man's side face is beautiful, his white coat exudes the elegance of aristocrats, his cuffs are slightly rolled up, revealing a beautiful wrist, wearing a Patek Philippe watch, the dial glides through the dark blue light .

After a while, he called the flight attendant in a low voice, lowered his voice, and asked the flight attendant in gorgeous and fluent English for a blanket to cover his girlfriend: "The air conditioner is on, it's a bit cold, cover it..."

"Okay, okay, housekeeper." The girl said lazily and with a smile, "Ache, did you see the way the flight attendant looked at you just now, tsk tsk, my heart is full of spring."

"Oh." The boy said with a clear voice, "I didn't watch it."

"..."

"Just look at you."

"..."

For such a person, can love words come to him at his fingertips?

Cheng Feifei pinched the palm of her hand, her nails sank into the flesh, and it hurt slightly.

Her beautiful little face was heavy, and the air pressure in her body was extremely low.

Cheng Qing, who was sitting next to her, caught a glimpse of the slightly ferocious expression on her daughter's face out of the corner of her eye, and couldn't help being startled: "Feifei, what's wrong with you..."

Cheng Feifei regained her senses, withdrew her dull gaze, forced a smile, and said perfunctorily, "It's nothing."

She also knew that it was just a chance meeting, and he should treasure his girlfriend, but...

I can't control my jealousy.

She is so abnormal.

Cheng Feifei took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

In the future, we should never meet again.

And her mother Cheng Qing also reminded herself: "Feifei, mother has taught you a long time ago that a girl can't show such a scary expression, you have to learn to control and manage your emotions, even if you are angry, you have to laugh. Beautiful It is a woman's greatest weapon."

"Mom, I see."
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I got off the plane, walked out of the security check, and went to the check-in side to claim the suitcase.

Yan Che pushed two half-high boxes with slender legs. He didn't look cramped or embarrassed. On the contrary, he got a lot of attention among the faces with black hair and black eyes.

After all, some crooked nuts are blind to Hua people and cannot appreciate such a mysterious and beautiful oriental face, but in Hua country's home court, no matter how picky people are, they probably can't go against their conscience and say A young man is not good-looking.

Fenghua is carrying a beautifully embroidered small bag that was bought locally, and he only needs to be responsible for the beautiful appearance.

The two walked side by side, and even some eagerly awaited fans who came to the airport to pick up their idols with support signs couldn't help but look sideways.

The eyes are full of pink bubbles, little stars.

"Wow, so handsome, even better looking than my cub, what should I do if I look at it one more time and I'm going to lose my love for you."

"Is that girl his girlfriend? She's also pretty, and she matches well."

"Boyfriends and girlfriends, what kind of fairy looks are they? They can all debut and enter the entertainment circle."

"If they enter the entertainment industry, I must be the number one diehard CP fan."

Sheng's mother and Yan's mother were waiting to be picked up in the airport lobby. Two mature but charming ladies, each with their own strengths in beauty and temperament, stood gracefully in high heels.

Yan's mother came forward from a distance, and gave each of them a hug in surprise, "Ache, Xia Xia!"

At the end, he pulled Fenghua over and looked around carefully, "It's pretty good, but it's a little tanned."

Fenghua: "..."

Mama Yan, I'm so worried.

Seeing Yan Che pushing two boxes alone, Sheng's mother said, "Little Che, it's hard work for you to take care of Xia Xia these days, and this child is really too, why did you let you carry so many things by yourself."

Yan Che lowered his eyes, curled his lips and said, "Mother Sheng, this is what I should do."

Sheng's mother didn't hear the boy's implication, but Fenghua did.

Quietly, she gave him a look, signaling - don't talk nonsense.

Puppy love sees light and dies.
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This trip to junior high school graduation was very fruitful and successfully turned Mr. Zhuma into a boyfriend.

Of course, it was concealed from both parents, and it was agreed that no one should disclose it.

When they got off the plane, neither of them had any intimacy beyond what childhood sweethearts should have.

Because, although the parents of the two families hope that the children can develop from childhood sweethearts to lovers, get married in the future, and become in-laws of their children, they do not agree that the children should fall in love at an inappropriate age... puppy love.

So, puppy love can't be too high-profile.

Gotta... come sneakily.

Her Majesty: Excitement.
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After playing abroad for a long month, his skin was tanned by the ultraviolet rays close to the equator. Fenghua came back white in the remaining nearly two months of summer vacation.

Summer vacation is fleeting.

September, school starts.

Fenghua and Zhuma report to Ivy High School.

Like the previous life, they were assigned to the same class and became classmates with Cheng Feifei...

Being admitted to the Ivy League High School with the No.1 grade, Yan Che would naturally be picked out as a representative.

At the freshman swearing-in meeting.

The young man in white clothes and black trousers stepped up to the rostrum gracefully, and the slender figure of Zhilan Yushu came into everyone's sight, and he fiddled with the microphone with his pretty fingers, "Good morning, teachers and students, I am Yan Che, a freshman of the 20xx class. Go to an Ivy League school..."

In the auditorium, a girl sat up straight suddenly, and murmured in surprise and joy: "So, you are Yan Che..."

That exam is close to full marks, known as the person who learns the gods.

No wonder.

Cheng Feifei said silently in her heart.

After two months passed, Cheng Feifei thought that she had forgotten it. After all, the memories linked to this person were not very glorious to her, and most of them were even embarrassing.

Yes, see you again.

Even though he was far away, she still recognized him at the first sight.

... I don't know if he still remembers her.

Cheng Feifei bit her lip, restrained her joy, became reserved, and felt a little uneasy.

She hoped that he would remember, but hoped that he would forget.

She sighed, but a dark light flashed in her eyes that seemed inevitable.

No matter whether he remembers or forgets, the person who originally thought that the chance of meeting him again in this life is zero, once again stands in front of him with such a posture, no matter what he says, he can't let it go.

She is bound to win for him.

Cheng Feifei thought.

However, Cheng Feifei soon discovered that she was not the only girl who had such thoughts.

"My God, he's so handsome."

"It would be great if I could catch up and be my boyfriend."

"But, is this possible?"

"Is there anything impossible? As long as you are skilled enough and the iron rod is ground into a needle, this lady has decided that Yan Che will be my male god in the future. If I want to chase him, no one is allowed to snatch me!"

"Hmph, let's do it according to our ability."

Cheng Feifei: "..."

Why do you feel a little pessimistic?

What's the matter with this feeling that girls all over the world are my rivals in love?

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The freshman swearing-in meeting is over.

The freshmen of the 20xx class left the school auditorium one after another.

Yan Che got up, but was stopped by a few girls, "Hi, classmate Yan..."

One of the ballet dancers, a girl with an elegant temperament and a beautiful appearance, was pushed out, blushing slightly, and said, "Excuse me, can I be your friend?"

The implication of these words is already very obvious.

Cheng Feifei, who was a step behind, gritted her teeth.

hateful.

Get ahead of others.

However, she wasn't worried that the boy would look at the ballerina girl differently.

After all, she has personally experienced how indifferent this young man is to the opposite sex except his girlfriend.

Recalling so far, Cheng Feifei still feels her cheeks are slightly hot.

Shy and dry.

However, if this kind of embarrassment is about to be reduced to a person of the same sex who is not inferior to her in appearance, body and temperament, Cheng Feifei will only be full of... schadenfreude.

She waited quietly for a good show.

I saw the young man frowned delicately, stepped back slightly, glanced past the girl, fell behind her, and said a few words from his slender lips: "Sorry, I can't."

He passed the ballet girl, walked aside, and said to the girl who was lazily leaning against the wall, "Let's go."

All the girls clearly saw that when facing the girl, the boy's slightly indifferent brows and eyes softened.

Cheng Feifei: ...It's her!
(End of this chapter)