Nirvana of Tomb Raiders

Fang Qiong fell into a drowsy sleep, drowsy, ate and slept on the train, slept and ate, and then changed trains after getting off the train, probably because she didn't want to attract people's attention. Ye Jiawen's wound had to be done in the hospital before boarding the train After nursing, there is nothing else except taking a bath and not touching the wound.

Sitting in Chen Mo's car, Fang Qiong leaned comfortably on the back seat and looked around. Ye Jiawen sat on the passenger seat and closed his eyes to rest. Chen Mo just greeted Feng Qing when they came in, and then fell silent.

Chen Mo said: "Qingming, I asked Uncle Cook to make Coca-Cola Chicken Wings for you, and you can have a big meal when you get back." Seeing Fang Qiong looking around, in fact, he seldom smiled, and his face was almost paralyzed.

"Ah?" Chen Mo seldom cared about him, and Fang Qiong felt flattered.

Feng Qing, who was sitting by the side, patted Fang Qiong on the head and said, "Don't you want to come back and eat the meal cooked by Uncle Cook?"

Fang Qiong nodded seriously, then rubbed her head on Feng Qingyou's shoulders, and said emotionally, "That's great."

The cars driving towards the villa are moving forward at an average speed.

After cleaning up the whole person, everyone returned to a fresh and natural appearance. There was no wind and dust, and no fear. It turned out that it was very good to have a pure land for them to rest. It hurts, it's so comfortable.

Returning to the familiar land, Fang Qiong is full of energy, not afraid or afraid, and not worried about all kinds of ghosts, let alone paranoid, even the smell of the air feels more comfortable.

The evening meal also included Chen Mo, Liu Jing, and Tao Bai. The three of them still looked the same. In fact, it took nearly half a month for them to travel this far. Fang Qiong felt that her clothes were almost like rags and smelly. Dirty, but after cleaning, the whole body is comfortable, and I slowly enjoy the peace of this moment when eating, and try to put whatever delicious food I catch into my own bowl.

Feng Qing eats at a neither fast nor slow pace, and eats elegantly. Occasionally, he will pick up food for Fang Qiong, who has less and less food in the bowl. Watching Fang Qiong eat, his taste will improve a lot. Chen Mo is very silent, but Liu Jing is A lively lady, after the meal, they sat in front of the sofa and sipped tea and fruit. The one who brought the fruit was Tao Bai, who was still as fair and beautiful as half a month ago.

"Don't eat in such a hurry, be careful of choking." Feng Qing couldn't help saying as Fang Qiong watched TV while eating fruit with a toothpick.

Fang Qiong swallowed a mouthful of the apple and smiled, and stretched out his hand towards Fengqing: "Hug."

Then, Feng Qing hugged Fang Qiong on her lap without any impatience. Fang Qiong, who had eaten enough, wanted to sleep now, and the flickering pictures on the TV screen did not suit his taste.

Feng Qing touched Fang Qiong's bulging stomach and said, "Little pig."

Fang Qiong groaned and groaned in his arms until he reached a comfortable position. He really looked like a little pig now, and he pouted very spinelessly and said: "I will always be a little pig, eat, sleep, eat, sleep."

"I won't support you." Feng Qing nodded his forehead.

Fang Qiong continued to moan and chirp, then rubbed her face against Feng Qing's neck and smiled, "No, I have to raise you, I want to feed you poor."

It was a wonderful feeling to eat their conversation. Tao Bai's face was pale and pale, especially when Fang Qiong was rubbing against Feng Qing's neck. When did Master Feng Qing become so gentle and return the favor to the other party? Joan's intimacy was not rejected at all.

However, Liu Jing interjected very inappropriately, with a sweet and gentle voice: "Qingming, you have to go back to school for classes in two days, and you will have an exam next month. I need you to find a teacher for you during this time." Can you guide me?"

Fang Qiong doesn't like class now, very much.

Liu Jing's words really turned his joy into a puddle of ice water in an instant. Why do men in their 20s still go to elementary school? It's too annoying to have exams. However, after the exams, there is still winter vacation. Being a student There seems to be another benefit.

Fang Qiong cast his eyes on Feng Qing, but found no comfort. The firmness in Feng Qing's eyes showed that he agreed with Liu Jing's point of view. It would be abominable not to be in the same boat as him.

"Okay, go to bed first."

In the end, it was Feng Qing who put an end to Fang Qiong's entanglement with her studies, but the decision he made was what Fang Qiong needed most now. I saw Feng Qing picked up Fang Qiong, who was almost 11 years old, and walked upstairs under the eyes of everyone. Liu Jing made a funny face, in fact, he didn't mean it, he just hated Liu Jing breaking his fantasy of sleeping in every day, going to class in winter, what a shame!

But the next day Fang Qiong still slept in as he wished, the soft bed, Feng Qing's gentle body was close to him, the white quilt covered his shoulders, and the beautiful chin was facing Fang Qiong's nympho Eyes, he wanted to kiss them.

No matter what time it is, Feng Qing will always wake up earlier than him, and now I am no exception, but when Feng Qing wakes up, Fang Qiong is still snoring with one foot on his stomach, and her nose is flapping. It's so cute, watching him close his eyes and hug Fang Qiong again, sleeping together, outside, there was a heavy snowfall, but it didn't cool them down, because they were hugging each other tightly.

Feng Qing has already developed the eyelids that Fang Qiong will kiss when she opens her eyes, and then a small curved upward corner of the mouth, Fang Qiong calls it a smile, and today Fang Qiong returned the gift and kissed Feng Qing's chin On, there is no prickly beard, so special.

"Little pig, enough sleep."

Fang Qiong admitted last night that she wanted to be a little pig that sleeps and only eats, and now she hates the mess she made at the beginning, so Fang Qiong got into the bed and buried her face in front of Feng Qing's chest, rubbing and humming Haw, he is not a pig.

The body wash that Feng Qing took last night was the same as his own. Why did it smell like his own, but his own didn't smell like it? In fact, he didn't know that Fang Qiong smelled in Feng Qing's nose It smells like milk, so it's no wonder that I want to hug the piggy instead of getting up.

"Aren't you going to see the snow?"

Hearing that it was snowing, Fang Qiong lifted up her little red face, and the pajamas on Feng Qing's chest were scratched by him.

"Why is it snowing!"

That's why he lifted the little bun's face.

How can this southern city never get its turn to snow? How could it be so special tonight? Feng Qing felt that Fang Qiong’s reaction was a bit too fussy, but this is his first year in this city, and he doesn’t know that this city has not seen it for many years. It has snowed.

"Naturally, it will snow in winter, and a winter without snow is not called winter." Feng Qing said softly.

But Fang Qiong did not agree with his point of view. From the understanding of geography, it is impossible for the city they live in to have snow. It is possible for some northern areas of this province to have snow, but how can the provincial capital be able to afford snow? , Every winter there are very few zero degrees Celsius.

really weird.

Still, it would be fun if there was snow, he hadn't seen real snow in years.

Fang Qiong, who didn't think deeply, immediately urged Feng Qing to get up, and asked Feng Qing to stretch out his long hands to take clothes for him and put them on. under the voluntary principle.

"Look at your anxious little face. It's okay to play in the snow, but you can't catch a cold. Wear an extra sweater." Seeing Fang Qiong staring at his coat, Feng Qing put on another gray woolen coat. Clothes, these are all prepared by the beautiful Liu Jing, and you can still smell the new smell on the sweater. It's great to follow the handsome Feng Qing, eat, drink, wear and learn, Fang Qiong feels satisfied.

After Feng Qing helped Fang Qiong get dressed, he also put on his own clothes, a gray coat with fox fur on the collar, and a pair of simple warm-colored slacks, so that Fang Qiong would drool unconsciously He covered his mouth and ran towards the shower, probably wanting to brush his teeth.

The snow made Fang Qiong not want to continue to sleep in. After breakfast, he nervously asked Liu Jing beauty if she had a camera. He wanted to take pictures. The villa said it was big or small, but it actually had [-] square meters. There is a small rockery and a row of bamboos. They are still emerald green in winter, and their presence also blocks the villa from the cold wind. Strings of ice picks hang on the bamboo leaves, which are crystal clear and really beautiful. .

At this time, Feng Qing, who had had breakfast, walked outside leisurely and happened to be standing by the bamboo, so Fang Qiong took a digital camera that she just got and took a precious photo of Feng Qing, her face was like white jade, His eyes are clear and his figure is as elegant as a feather. He raises his head slightly, as if he is about to rush towards the crane in the sky.

Fang Qiong didn't know what kind of thoughts he was thinking, so he stuffed the camera into the hands of Ye Jiawen who came from inside: "Help me and my brother take pictures!"

Ye Jiawen chuckled: "Are you sure Master Feng Qing will take pictures with you?"

Fang Qiong nodded confidently and smiled, then ran to Feng Qing's side and pulled his clothes. Ye Jiawen didn't know what he said to Master Feng Qing, but Feng Qing nodded in agreement. Although Ye Jiawen was not Feng Qing's subordinate before, he I also know Feng Qing's temperament, he is not so easy to talk, he is a person who can distinguish right from wrong, is also very cold, and is very friendly, not to mention the warm interaction between him and Qingming before, but maybe the cute face of a child is easy Let's harden the ruthless man, he was shocked by his own thought, so he should accept his fate as a coolie for them and take pictures.

Click.

A photo that will forever be engraved in the memory remains here. In the photo, Fang Qiong hugs Feng Qing's hand, his little face is powdered by the cold wind, and he has a child's innocent and lovely smile on his face, while Feng Qing, with a stiff facial expression, but with Fang Qiong as a foil, this photo is surprisingly harmonious.

But after the harmony, Fang Qiong rubbed her hands and gasped, and jumped on the ground. Although the snow on the ground was not thick, it was a bit cold. The sky was cloudy and there was no warm sun, but Feng Qing stood beside him, Whether there is a warm sun is not that important, he squatted down, Fang Qiong rushed towards him with a smile without warning, Feng Qing was stunned, and then fell back unsteadily, the lawn was covered with snow , Fang Qiong threw Feng Qing down, Feng Qing pulled him down and hugged him in his arms, pinching his little ears.

"The piglets with itchy skin are already light, so let them fatten up the piglets this winter." Feng Qing patted Fang Qiong's buttocks with the other hand.

Fang Qiong, who was wearing cotton trousers, felt that Feng Qing was supporting her. He looked down and saw the corner of Feng Qing's smiling mouth. It was so beautiful to smile, and his face was even clearer against the snow. This was the first time Fang Qiong saw Feng Qing The smile is so obvious and so natural, his heart beats faster and his face is hot, he is a man, he has access to a lot of modern information, he has never been in a relationship, but he is attracted to girls stand up.

When facing Feng Qing, this feeling is like secret love, infatuation, first change, that is, liking.

It's so depressing for a fake kid who is almost 11 years old to fall in love with a man.

If he was sixteen or seventeen years old and could confess his love, now he can see, touch, eat, and even kiss with care.

Fang Qiong has never wanted to grow up like this.

Feng Qing saw Fang Qiong's eyes rolling, not knowing what the little thing was thinking, he pinched Fang Qiong's little bun face: "What are you thinking about?"

Fang Qiong said without thinking, "I'm thinking of marrying you when I grow up."

"..." Feng Qing.

Fang Qiong: "..."

Why did he say what was in his heart in Feng Qing's slight smile?

Feng Qing was stunned, he quietly touched the bracelet on Shang Fangqiong's left hand, and said softly: "You have long been mine."

And he is no different.

Question marks popped up in Fang Qiong's mind, how did he become his?

Who will marry who after that?

He is still suppressing Feng Qing...