Her Little Sweet Lover

The two were still panting and hot.

The two are facing each other, and time is suspended.

His belt was torn in half, neither was it going in, nor was it going to retreat.

A few seconds later, the knocking on the window rang again, and the security guard's voice became louder: "Is there anyone?"

He Youting's car was covered with a protective film, and it was completely dark when viewed from the inside.

He was instantly furious and angry.

Turned over from Yu Xinghe, pulled his coat over his waist, and was about to drive the window aggressively. Yu Xinghe looked at him with anger and impatience, fearing that he would have a dispute with others, and quickly grabbed his hand.

She straightened her shirt, smoothed her messy hair, took a deep breath, and opened the window of the car.

The security guard also took a flashlight and accidentally shone it in. The light flickered and pierced He Youting's eyes.

He was already on the verge of an explosion, but he couldn't do it this time, his voice was cold and his tone was very bad, "What's the picture?"

Yu Xinghe hurriedly finished the round and asked with a smile: "I'm sorry, what's the matter?"

The security guard glanced at He Youting. The black-faced **** was not easy to provoke, so he chose to talk to Yu Xinghe very wisely, "Which door do you belong to? You can't park for a long time here."

Yu Xinghe: "Sorry, the door cannot be opened at home. We are waiting for the unlocker. I just called the property. You can check."

The security guard nodded when he heard, "Okay, this car has to be moved when the door is opened, and can't be parked here overnight."

"Ok, trouble."

The security guard shook his flashlight and left.

Yu Xinghe closed the car window and looked back at him.

The people hadn't come along yet, and their faces were shiningly unhappy.

In fact, Yu Xinghe was also quite uncomfortable.

Just now he was so fierce, with strong hands but not rude, her body was soft when he rubbed her, but this was obviously not the place to do things, she was struggling to stop in her mind, and she was interrupted by security before her sanity had the upper hand.

He Youting pulled the collar on his chest and frowned, "What kind of community is this, move."

She couldn't help but smile, "People are responsible."

He mentioned it again, "You move to me, Fengfeng has his own room, and you don't need to sleep on the sofa, okay?"

He leaned over and leaned in to tempt her: "I can sleep in my arms every day, a small natural heater, a small artificial padded jacket, a high-value pillow, and no money, don't you want it?"

"..." I don't know where so many words come from.

Yu Xinghe pinched his ear: "People say that my daughter is a little padded jacket, where did you get the little padded jacket?"

"I can make you hot."

"..."

She covered his mouth, "Stop talking, you calm down, you won't be able to get out of the car for a while."

There was still desire in his eyes, and he looked at her, "I really want to do you now."

Ten minutes later, he finally extinguished the fire, and the master unlocker also came. After a long time of tinkering, the door was finally opened.

Fengfeng kept guarding at the door. As soon as the door opened, he rushed over to hold Yu Xinghe.

Yu Xinghe squatted down and hugged him, "Are you scared? Sorry, sister was negligent."

The unlocking master changed the lock cylinder, a new set of six keys for the lock cylinder, He Youting took it, and took a handful of it in his pocket before giving her the rest.

Yu Xinghe thought he was too natural, "Did you tell me?"

He bent down to look at her: "Aren't you going to give it?"

The girl licked her lips, "Here."

He smiled, and the frustration in his heart just finally disappeared.

This evening, although reluctantly, He Youting still fell asleep alone. It is strange to say that it was okay when he was alone before, and occasionally needed relief, he would do it by himself, but since falling in love, this desire has multiplied exponentially. Increase, it is no exaggeration to say that as soon as he sees her now, he subconsciously thinks about that.

Especially tonight, the relationship between the two went further and closer, and she seemed to be willing to accept him too, and did not show rejection of his behavior, which made him scratch his heart.

It took me two times a night to fall asleep.

The next day, they took Fengfeng to He's house.

Fengfeng was very unhappy at first, knowing that Yu Xinghe was leaving for a while and still cried, but when the old man He was not fierce, his auntie gave him a lot of fruit snacks, and gave him all the toys of Xiaomi to play with. Finally, He Youting agreed He, he will come and live with him during this time.

Compared with the few strangers in the He family, He Youting was considered "his own", and in the end Fengfeng reluctantly agreed.

Yu Xinghe will fly to Los Angeles tomorrow. Before that, she said she wanted to go to a place.

It was the address that she had asked for from Shen Tingyu, the place where her biological parents lived.

The community is very remote. The houses are at least thirty years old. The corridors are very narrow and the steps are steep. Most of the people living here are young people and some old people who cannot afford to rent houses in the city.

The address is easy to find, and the house number is clear. The house was rented back then. After so many years, I don't know if I changed the owner or not. Although it is unlikely, they still tried to knock on the door.

I thought it was still a tenant, but the owner who opened the door turned out to be the owner. The hallway was redecorated as soon as I saw it. The young woman inside looked at the two people outside the door, "Who do you look for?"

Yu Xinghe explained his intentions.

The house did not change the owner, but it was her mother-in-law who was in charge of the house before, and her mother-in-law passed away. The house was given to her and her husband. Later they redecorated it and moved in by themselves.

"We don't know about the tenants before," the woman said.

Although he was mentally prepared, Yu Xinghe was still a little disappointed. If he could find the original landlord, he might know more about her parents back then.

They thanked them and went downstairs.

He Youting took her hand and stepped on the creaking snow.

It seems that there are no people who specialize in snow sweeping. The people in this building sweep the entrances of their own buildings, and there are no people in charge of some public areas.

The snow was so thick that one foot stepped in and covered half of the foot.

He Youting took two quick steps and walked backwards in front of her, "Remember when we were young when we swept the snow together?"

She laughed: "Well, remember."

"You were lazy at the time, and I swept all our responsibility areas."

"You said take me to your backyard to see the beautiful snow."

He squeezed her hand: "If you didn't leave then, I would take you there? How about we go now?"

Although there was a slight movement, Yu Xinghe was a little frightened when he thought that his grandfather might be at home. He was still a little bit ugly not to see his in-laws, so he shook his head hurriedly: "Don't go."

The two walked out of the community. He Youting put her hand in his pocket and shook her fingers, "You know, the day I went home, my grandfather asked, who is the girl who kissed me."

…Kiss when you kiss, and kiss, really grounded.

Thinking of what he and He Siling usually described to their grandfather, Yu Xinghe became nervous. In this way, she always felt a little unstable to let the elderly know herself.

He Youting's thumb and index finger quietly rubbed her fingers, "I said you are my girlfriend."

She stopped, her expression nervous: "Then, what did your grandpa say?"

He Youting buckled her waist, pressed her on her body, looked down at her, there was light in her eyes, "He said let me take good care of you."

Yu Xinghe blushed and smiled instantly: "Really?"

"Um."

She was a little relieved.

In fact, she used to be a little drummer in her heart. In a family like He Youting, most of them would choose to find someone who matches their family. There is not always this kind of plot in the novel. When the prince and Cinderella are together, the family objected to the prince. A marriage or something.

Now it seems that his grandfather seems to be a very enlightened person.

After chatting for a few words, Yu Xinghe's mood turned back, and she also understood in her heart that this matter was not anxious, and there were no clues to this step. Whether he could find his father in the future, it was necessary to talk about fate.

He Youting led her to the gate of the community, but turned in another direction. Yu Xinghe followed him in small steps, a little strange, "Aren't we going back?"

"It's very close to a friend's house of mine. It's at the crossroads ahead. Let's go there for a meal."

In fact, as soon as the car stopped here, He Youting realized that it was very close to Cao Yi's house, so he deliberately put the comic strip for him in his pocket before getting off the car, and prepared to take it there for a while.

Cao Yi's shop is still empty, and I don't know how this old boy has been supporting it for so many years, but he and his wife are in good health, and the cost is not high at ordinary times, and it is estimated to be passable.

Cao Yi got married very late and had children too late. It was almost fifty. His son was only in elementary school. He looked old-fashioned again. The two of them poked at that and thought it was his grandson if they didn't know him.

The two pushed the door to enter, the bells at the door were crisp, the room was still cluttered, and there were old books and newspapers on the wall.

Cao Yi was wearing reading glasses and holding a magnifying glass, not knowing what to study on the table.

Hearing the sound, he raised his head and looked over the lens with piercing eyes, "Yo, rare guest."

Last time He Youting was upset and came here to sit for a while, but he hasn't been here since.

Cao Yi turned his eyes and saw the girl flashing behind him.

He also held the other girl's hand and smiled triumphantly.

Cao Yi rejoiced, pushed his glasses, and stood up: "Yeah, this is...Xiao Hao?"

He remembers that he said he liked a girl last time. It seems that he has got it now, and it is fast enough.

This kid.

"..." He Youting winked at Cao Yi, not wanting Yu Xinghe to know that he was jealous before, so he ran here to calm down his sorrows, "What little obscurity, introduce me, my girlfriend, Yu Xinghe."

He turned his head again, "Xinghe, this is what I mentioned to you last time, Uncle Cao."

Yu Xinghe cleverly called out: "Uncle Cao."

"Hey, you're welcome. They are all by their own. Sit and sit as you like. Your aunt is cooking and staying for dinner later."

He Youting was not welcome, and took off his coat when he entered the house, and put Yu Xinghe's bag and scarf on the hanger.

When the two men met, they either drank or played chess, and within five minutes they were placed again.

Yu Xinghe was very interested in this room and walked to the shelf to read the books.

She randomly picked a column and was about to pull out a book to have a look. Who knew that her fingertips actually touched the cool wooden board, she was strange, and poked it with her finger.

It turned out to be not a book, it was just a grid that could be opened. A few books were drawn on the outside. From a distance, I was deceived by the fake.

Not far away, He Youting kept paying attention to her side with distraction. When he saw it, he picked up the corner of his mouth and reminded her: "If you look good, touch it again. There are not many real things in this room. Don't rub your hand with paint."

Cao Yi stared at him: "How to speak, it's fun," he muttered, "I don't understand humor at all."

Both Cao Yi and his wife were very hospitable, and the atmosphere for a meal was harmonious and comfortable. Yu Xinghe didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

He Youting threw the comic book to Cao Yi, and the little old man was so excited that he opened a bottle of white wine again, saying that he would not be drunk today.

When Yu Xinghe watched the two playing and fighting, he seemed to be back when he was a child. At that time, they hadn't gone abroad. The three of them often gathered together to eat at a table like this.

The rice is fragrant and there are a few smiling faces.

This is like a home.

This evening, He Youting had a great drink.

Because I drank alcohol, I called for a driver when I went back, and sent her back first. The two were tired of staying at the gate of the community for a while before he left.

The next day, he took her to the airport.

In the waiting room, he found a corner with no one, leaning on the railing, through the glass window, he could see the airport outside.

Several planes are already waiting there, ready to board.

He put his arms around her, arched his body, and touched her forehead, "Just miss me."

Parting was imminent, and after meeting for another month, Yu Xinghe was also a little uncomfortable. She was nestled in his arms, playing with the fabric on his chest with her fingers, "Yeah."

"Don't look at other handsome guys."

She smiled against his chest, "Yeah."

"Give me your home address."

"Huh...huh?" Yu Xinghe looked up, "What are you doing."

He Youting: "If you lose contact for more than three hours, I will catch you on the fly."

Yu Xinghe laughed: "Sixteen hours of jet lag, what if I am sleeping?"

He insisted, his voice lazy and rascal, "Give it to me."

I can't stand it, I can't refuse it at all.

Yu Xinghe really lost to him, "Okay, I will send you a WeChat account later."

He was satisfied, and put the man in his arms again.

Half an hour later, Yu Xinghe boarded an international flight to Los Angeles.

He didn't leave. He stood in the waiting hall and looked out. He kept seeing the plane gliding and taking off, turning into a small dot and disappearing.

There were two people when they came, and he was the only one left when they returned.

He Youting drove the car and glanced at the co-pilot.

It was empty, and the cushion was a little wrinkled, all she twisted out.

It used to be okay. She looked very honest. Since the two were together, she seemed to be more and more like a child. Sitting there was not very honest. When the light was red, she always turned her body towards him and chatted with him. .

This evening, He Youting kept his promise and returned to He's house.

The living room is very lively. There are cartoons on the TV. There are floor mats on the open space in front of the sofa. There are huge piles of toys.

The two little people surrounded by toys are pouting their butts to make a jigsaw puzzle.

He Youting asked Auntie: "Why is Xiaomi here too?"

Aunt Zhou said: "Her mother suddenly sent it to Shenzhen, saying that she had something to go to Shenzhen."

He Youting nodded and did not ask any more.

After dinner, he played with the two children for a while, Fengfeng was okay, quiet, Xiaomi was too noisy, used to be afraid of He Youting, recently saw that his uncle’s attitude has improved, he always laughed, and he became a bit arrogant and annoying. Very much.

After a while, He Youting was a little bit overwhelmed, raised his hand to surrender and asked Aunt Zhou to accompany them. He went back to the room alone and fell directly onto the bed.

Looking at the time, she was still on the plane.

He was a little sleepy and fell asleep in confusion.

When he woke up again, it was late at night. He sat up from the bed for a while and went to see the phone for the first time. She had already got off the plane for two hours.

There is already a message from her on the phone: I'm here.

He quickly dialed in.

It rang a few times before answering it, "Why are you calling?" It should be late at night in China at this time, and he should sleep.

He Youting is very sorry: "I'm sorry, I fell asleep, are you home?"

There was a splash of water on the other end, and she seemed to be using the speakerphone.

"It's going to be a while, and I just finished collecting my luggage."

"Now? What are you doing."

"I'm releasing the water, ready to take a bath."

"..."

His throat rolled, and his brain made up a two-hour short movie in an instant. His brain hadn't given any orders, his body was already very honest, and he subconsciously walked to the bathroom, "Wait for me, I want too."

So, in the second half of the night in China, He Youting somehow ran to the bathroom and took a bath in his bathtub that hadn't been used for 800 years.

It was okay at first, he could still chat with her calmly, but gradually, he couldn't help it a little bit, and tentatively asked her: "Should-let's video?"