Song Shifeng's 1991

Yan Dong didn't know why he felt unhappy in his heart.

Seeing Song Shifeng and the three of them eating, drinking and laughing in his courtyard, he felt that his territory had been violated by others, and he felt a sincere revulsion.

Yang Jiabao was very sensible, and left within a few minutes. Before leaving, he and Song Shifeng took away the table, but the drunk man occupied Song Shifeng's room!

That was his house and his bed, which he gave up to Song Shifeng!

Seeing Song Shifeng take off his coat and quilt and take off his shoes, Yan Dong got so angry that he dragged Song Shifeng who was covering him and went out.

"Take off his shoes and cover his quilt, and wait for him to wash his face and feet in a while." Yan Dong snorted angrily, with a long face.

"I'm free." Song Shifeng rolled his eyes and pulled his arm straight out, "Don't pull me, you broke my arm."

"I think you're just idle. You hang out with the two of them every day, and you don't go to work. You heal your scars and forget about the pain."

"What are you talking about,"

"I'm nonsense, have you forgotten that there is a shareholder in the coal mine who wants to be kicked out? Has someone kicked you out now?"

"I'm fine, don't be crowed." Song Shifeng didn't want to hear this, and he didn't want to be told that he was not doing his job properly, "I still have to report to you when I go to work?"

"I don't care if you report it!" Yan Dong threw him away, entered the room and closed the door with a bang.

"Hey." Song Shifeng looked at the closed door in front of him, and only had one thought, what's wrong with this guy?

Hit him as soon as you come back, and recruit him yourself?He thought about it carefully, and he was sure, no.How caring he is, the yard is swept, and the rhubarb is fed to the full. Everywhere is good, and the good ones can't be better.

What's wrong with him then?Could it be that he got angry outside?

The more he thought about it, the more it seemed possible.Work, especially when working for others is naturally not going well.Forget it, he has a lot of adults, so don't worry about it with his brat.

Song Shifeng turned his head and went into the kitchen. He probably didn't eat at this hour, so he ordered some noodles to coax him.

Still pointing to his bed to sleep tonight.

Well, it is so utilitarian.

Song Shifeng worked in the kitchen for a long time, and ordered two bowls of noodles.instant noodles.Don't look at instant noodles, the ingredients are old and plentiful. Each bowl contains two packets of noodles, two poached eggs, and two ham sausages. The two big bowls are booming, and they look lively and smell delicious.

Not bad.He nodded in satisfaction, and shouted at the kitchen door, "Come out for dinner."

Yan Dong grinds his teeth in the room, he knows how to eat when he eats!

But he didn't come out slowly at all. As soon as Song Shifeng finished speaking, the door over there opened.

"Instant noodles?" Yan Dong was so heartless, he didn't know what expression to make, so he made instant noodles after making it for a long time!

"Eat it or not? It's mine if you don't eat it!"

Why don't you eat it? It's the first time this guy makes instant noodles. I haven't recovered after eating so many meals. Of course I want to eat it!

Not to mention, the instant noodles are cooked well, and I don’t know how many packets I have eaten to practice my craft.

Xilihulu took a bowl of noodles, and Yan Dong felt relieved, as if he had food in his stomach, and the depression in his heart was suppressed, even Song Shifeng was pleasing to the eye.

"Don't recruit anyone from now on." He said.

"So you're angry about this." Song Shifeng knew it, "All right, your territory is up to you." Isn't it just to let your friends drink back, as for?

Yan Dong looked at him very seriously, "I don't keep outsiders here at night."

"I didn't intend to stay at first, but who knew that he can drink less than a cat, and he can get drunk after two bottles of beer. If I had known, I wouldn't drink with him." Speaking of this, he couldn't laugh or cry, seeing that Yan Dong's expression was not good, he became vicious "If Lu Ting asks me to take care of him, I'll throw him outside and freeze him to death!"

"Hehe." Yan Dong sneered, "Someone is going to freeze to death tonight."

"Come on, are you willing?" Song Shifeng rubbed his arm against him very rudely, "Are you willing? Brother?"

"Get out!" Brother, who is your brother!

"Don't get out, don't get out!" Song Shifeng, skinless and shameless, threw himself on Yan Dong's back, and then, the dog excitedly hugged his master's leg, staring at the two of them eagerly, saying it was okay to help, or to protect him. Food seems to be okay.

"Look, Rhubarb doesn't mind." Song Shifeng pointed at the dog and opened his eyes, talking nonsense.

"Rhubarb is telling you to get off, let him go!" In terms of understanding rhubarb, of course he is the owner, and at a glance, he knows that the dog is starting to go crazy.

"Don't even think about it!" Song Shifeng insisted on occupying the best terrain, saying nothing.Joke, this is his way tonight, make way for the dog, no way!

Yan Dong grabbed his arm that was wrapped around his chest, "Can't you get off?"

"No down, no down." Song Shifeng tightened his arms arrogantly, "Unless...hey!"

Yan Dong suddenly shrugged forward and stood up, clutching Song Shifeng's arm, and just rolled him on his back, like carrying a sack.

"Put it down!" Song Shifeng yelled, his legs dangling and lost.

Just as he was screaming, he felt that Yan Dong grabbed one arm back, elbowed one of his legs, and grabbed his other leg again, and both legs were captured. The key is that neither hand was let go. , He, how did he do it!

Crossing his back, Song Shifeng learned it thoroughly.

"Don't throw me!"

Yan Dong didn't hear it, he picked up the guy on his back and walked into the house, walking vigorously, as if he didn't have the more than 100 catties of meat on his body.

Song Shifeng was really scared of him. He said he would recite without any warning. He didn't dare to move, for fear that he would be thrown into a squat.

With his dog temper, it's really unreasonable to throw him on purpose.

Yan Dong was not as wicked as he thought, he just threw this annoying spirit on the bed, then turned around and took advantage of his position to get stuck between his legs, pressed him against the pillow, and stared at him steadily.

The distance between the two should not exceed ten centimeters.

"What are you doing?" Song Shifeng laughed.

Yan Dong looked at him and said nothing.

"Hey, get up and go."

Still don't speak.

Song Shifeng decided to do it himself and have enough food and clothing.But after struggling, I found that I couldn't move anywhere except my head and two legs.Even the head is confined between the two arms, and the range of motion is pitifully small.Not to mention the legs, the horoscope can't help at all.

"Fuck." He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Brother, we have something to talk about, can you let me go first?"

"Who is the younger brother?" Yan Dong finally spoke.

"You, younger brother." Song Shifeng said with a smile when he saw that he was not in a hurry when he opened his mouth.

Yan Dong took a deep look at him, suddenly grabbed his hand and felt it under himself, then glanced at his again, and asked extremely meaningfully, "Who is younger?"

Song Shifeng, Song Shifeng was stunned for a long time before he uttered a word, "Fuck!" Then he scolded anxiously: "You are not a big man with a lot of tricks! Did I ask you this! Did I ask you! I'm not small at all! Bigger than you! Much bigger!"

Not to mention Yan Dong's eyes, Song Shifeng became angry when he saw it.

Damn, it's amazing!

It's just amazing, grandma's is definitely a one-in-a-million big guy with just that touch!

What did the little bunny eat to grow up!

Song Shifeng's mental activities were about to catch up with a good show, but his face was still full of anger, and he stared at Yan Dong firmly, and he won't lose if he loses.

"Who is the younger brother?" Yan Dong asked again.

"You are younger brother, younger brother!" It was a matter of a man's dignity, Song Shifeng had a stubborn mouth and insisted on it to the end.

Yan Dong suddenly put his hand on his belt.

"What are you doing!" Song Shifeng pressed it down.

"Bibi."

"Get out!" Song Shifeng desperately pulled on his belt, like protecting a chaste girl.

"Who is the younger brother?" He still gave the same sentence.A rogue that I'll take off my pants if you don't give me an answer I like.

Song Shifeng deeply hated that he lacked exercise on weekdays, and could only be suppressed and beaten at critical moments. He gritted his teeth for a long time and couldn't admit that he was a younger brother.

For the sake of a man's face, he would never admit to death.But the threatening hand never left half an inch from the waistband of his trousers.

"No one, let's do it!" In the end, Song Shifeng folded in aggrieved manner.

Yan Dong's eyes slid across his trousers and then to his face, with teasing eyes, he reluctantly agreed.

Finally, he didn't say anything else, otherwise Song Shifeng would have to fight him in anger.

"Hurry up and drive away." It's so fucking annoying.

"No!" Yan Dong fell down directly, and the whole body was pressed on him, chest to chest, fingers clasped wrists, and the pressure was firm.

"Hey, the human flesh cushion is just comfortable." He deliberately took a deep breath, "It's fragrant and soft!"

Song Shifeng is the master who is being bullied?He opened his mouth and bit the ear next to him, grinding his teeth fiercely.

"Aw!" Yan Dong yelled out in pain as one was unprepared, his ear fell into the enemy's mouth.

Song Shifeng was even more proud, biting his tongue to death.Cursing triumphantly in my heart, the little bastard turned against you!

Before he could finish his complacency, someone poked his side suddenly, "Hahaha..." The person laughed like a big shrimp.

Yan Dong raised his hand to touch his ears, and found a hand full of saliva, which was disgusting, so he directly wiped it on Da Xiami's expensive clothes.

"Ahhh, I'm fighting with you!" Song Shifeng went crazy.

The two rolled around on the bed, you poked me, I punched you, your hair was messed up, your clothes were loose, and the tossing was inseparable.

"Hey, let me tell you something serious." Finally, after tossing enough, Song Shifeng fell on the bed and looked at the roof with his chicken nest head on his head.

"Yeah." Yan Dong leaned to one side, arms touching each other, with a smile in his eyes, feeling very happy.

He opened his mouth, wanting to borrow money from him, but finally said, "Forget it, it's okay."

"Just talk about it." Yan Dong said with a hint of a smile, "Are you short of money again?"

Song Shifeng looked at him in surprise, could it be that the word "lack of money" was written on his face?

"What serious business do you have other than borrowing money?" Yan Dong saw through his heart at a glance, and after a mocking sentence, he grabbed a handful of tickets from his trouser pocket and stuffed them directly into his hand without counting, "Here. "

Song Shifeng didn't answer, "I have money for meals."

"Which clothes do you like?" He went directly to the cabinet and took out an iron box, opened it and put it in front of him, "Just take what you need."

The iron box was full of big bills, no matter how many thousand, Yan Dong just didn't care about putting them in front of him, he didn't even hide the box where he put it, and he didn't know where he got so much trust in him.

He still trusted Song Shifeng, he couldn't say, but he believed in it, and he was happy when he saw him smile. Of course, it was best to smile at him.He didn't think it was impossible to buy clothes worth a few hundred yuan. He didn't think it was impossible to spend money on something that was invincible.

Besides, the clothes they wear also line their heads, which looks comfortable.

Song Shifeng's nose was touched immediately, but he pushed the box anyway, "Thank you, I need a lot of money."

The author says:

After Da Chuan finishes writing this book, he probably won't be able to save enough money to buy dresses for his baby...

Why don't you read it, is there something wrong with the text?Bad character?Too slow?Don't you like the style?In short, it must be a bad ship.

There is no hope for this big ship, and I will try to write something that everyone likes in the next one.Let’s bookmark the pre-received text, cry.

Thank you for your collection of the next book "Hiding in the Firehouse as the Kitchen".

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