The richest man Yang Fei

Ning Xin was inside, focusing on the shower, and the light came in from the outside. From her perspective, she didn't think the glass was too transparent.

But Yang Fei could vaguely see the outline of her beautiful body.

It was a perfect picture, with her hair cascading down as she bent over to wash her hair, so curvaceous it made one's heart skip a beat.

Yang Fei didn't move his eyes away, but continued to appreciate it by mistake.

After washing her hair, she lifted her body up, flicked her hair back, and straightened her body forward.

The perfect S-shaped curve can be seen at a glance.

She is like a silhouette cut by a fairy, or a moving painting of a lady, displayed behind the glass.

Yang Fei suddenly thought of a sentence:

"I don't know how to write poems, I just portray your shadow in my poems. I just want to use your name to describe the definition of Yumei."

Chapter 839 Thief

Ning Xin put on Yang Fei's loose short-sleeved shirt and beach pants, and the two sat in the yard, shaking their fans, listening to Cicada's tireless screams.

Her feet were huddled on the chair, her feet were bare, and the white skin of her legs shone with crystal white light under the moonlight.

"It's nice to have money." Ning Xin looked up at the moon and said, "In this metropolis, you can still look at the moon and stars as you like."

Yang Fei smiled and said, "You can too."

Ning Xin shook her head, "My family's conditions are not good, my father got your help, and he has slowly paid off the debts in the past few years. I went to college and spent a lot of money in four years. Now the state does not pay for the distribution of work. , if it weren't for you, I would have to find a job by myself."

Yang Fei said, "This is the reason why you don't go to graduate school? You are smarter than me, and your grades are always better than mine. If you really want to take the postgraduate entrance examination, isn't it just a matter of minutes?"

Ning Xin lowered her eyelids and said nothing.

Yang Fei asked, "After the toothpaste factory changed hands last time, didn't your father pay off the debt with the money he got? Why do you still owe money?"

Ning Xin said, "I only paid back part of it."

Yang Fei said, "Boss Ning's salary is not too low. After so many years, did you pay off the debt?"

Ning Xin said, "I did a renovation at home, plus my college expenses, it's almost the same. My mother is obsessed with playing mahjong, and she doesn't go out to work anymore. My father makes money alone."

Yang Fei said, "You said it earlier, do you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination now?"

Ning Xin said, "I don't want to trouble you all the time. The relationship between us is not so good that we can ignore each other."

Yang Fei was silent.

Yes, their relationship is actually not very close!

If I remember correctly, today was the day when he and Ning Xin talked the most.

Suddenly there was a bang in the backyard.

Yang Fei was startled, stood up and said, "Someone seems to have jumped in."

Ning Xin asked nervously, "Is there anyone?"

She subconsciously grabbed Yang Fei's hand and leaned against him.

She had just taken a bath, exuding a faint fragrance from her body.

Yang Fei made a shush gesture, then walked behind the door and picked up a golf club.

He has learned to play golf now, which is also a bourgeois activity he learned after being with Chen Ruoling.

Horseback riding, target shooting, shooting, and golf are all the hobbies of the upper class. Ordinary people want to play, but they don't have the environment and financial resources.

Like a little tail, Ning Xin pulled Yang Fei's clothes and followed behind him.

Yang Fei backed out, closed the door, and walked towards the backyard from the side of the house while paying attention to the movement in the backyard.

Ning Xin lowered her voice and whispered, "Yang Fei, is it a thief? Let's not provoke him, and call the police quietly? I'm afraid they have knives in their hands, and they may hurt you."

Yang Fei touched her lips lightly, signaling her to keep silent.

Ning Xin stuck out her tongue and stopped talking.

The moonlight elongated a man's figure and landed on the ground in front of Yang Fei.

Sure enough, there are thieves!

Yang Fei raised the golf club high, clenched his hands, inhaled and exerted strength, then suddenly rushed out, and hit the man on the head with a hard shot.

The man was lying on the window sill, holding a pair of pliers in his hand, about to open the anti-theft window, but he felt a sharp pain in the back of his head.

He turned around slowly, pointed at Yang Fei, his eyes were wide open.

Yang Fei wouldn't give him any chance, sneered, and swung again!

This time, he swung very low, how low?

Well, it was the height of the thief's legs.

So, two goals in one shot.

The thief was so painful that he held his balls in both hands, jumped his legs, sucked in the cold air, and let out a ho-ho cry.

Yang Fei's third shot came again.

Bang!

This shot hit the opponent's chin.

Slight, click!

The sound of jaws breaking.

The thief couldn't even make a ho-ho sound, so he could only bark indiscriminately.

Yang Fei tightened the alloy rod in his hand, and said, "It's so hard, it's so durable! Try another rod!"

The thief turned around and fled in fright, jumped up, grabbed the eaves of the wall in the backyard with both hands, and shrunk upward with great effort.

It's a pity that when he came in, he used a bicycle, and the depth of the courtyard inside the courtyard was obviously deeper than that outside the wall!

It's easy for you to come in, but it's hard to get out!

The thief kicked his legs on the wall and climbed up with all his strength, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get up.