Chapter 343 The Filial Girl of the Anti -Zi, the last supper
Night snack?
It's supper again!
Instead of eating supper, the filial daughter is also eating supper. Only her hard -working old father had not eaten at night and was hungry under the cold night wind?
Feng Jue pulled the thin collar of the system, and the bitter cold wind scratched the cheeks.
Feng Jue's mood was a bit bad instantly. He suddenly wanted to understand why the noise on the phone was familiar.
(PS: I have been reviewed here, it should be described too bloody)
It was the tender meat gently pulled from the bones, tearing it off, and the sound of infiltrating the soup.
This sound is also mixed with the sigh of satisfying the food, which makes people can't help but talk about it.
Feng Jue's heart came from a inference that made him uncomfortable:
"Daughter and Nagaki are eating the same supper? !!!"
Feng Jue frowned, but still told the sound of warmth:
"Since you have a supper, don't rush to sleep when you're a while, and then practice your food to digest the food before going to bed."
Without waiting for her daughter to answer, Feng Jue added again:
"Since your classmates ask you to eat supper, you have to remember to go back later. You know, if the money is not enough, you will go home to find your mother."
Different from the hateness and coldness of reprimanding his son, Feng Jue's education on his daughter has been unsatisfactory from an early age.
It can be said that Feng Yuhuai has always performed well in treating people, and has won the love of her surrounding classmates and teachers. In addition to her own talent, Feng Jue's careful teaching is indispensable.
"What I know, this is my good friend. The two of us will share them together. They will be regarded as each other regardless of each other.
Feng Yuhuai's sweet and docile voice came through the phone, which instantly calmed down Feng Jue's dispersion, and a gratifying smile appeared on his face.
"It is worthy of my loved daughter, and my classmates like to invite her to eat supper.
Hum, the friendship between classmates is sincere and indifferent. The subordinates asking for dinner is just a false affection. However, this viason does not even understand this simple truth. I was still complacent in front of me, and it was very laughing. "
Feng Gu's heart was so thoughtful that he habitually compared the rebellious and filial daughter, and his mood was much smoother.
On the other side of the phone, the daughter's voice continued:
"Dad, are you calling, is there anything else? Classmates urged me to go to supper, and they lost their taste when they were cold."
Feng Jue cough and said, "It's okay, Dad just wants to ask you, have you contacted your brother Feng Mu recently?"
The voice came from the phone and answered:
"I didn't contact much. I called my brother two calls before, and he didn't answer it. I think my brother may be hiding from me, so I didn't bother him anymore. Dad, did my brother make anything? Is it? "
"No, since there is no contact, then you will contact less, so as not to affect you and bring you bad."
"Oh, I understand, I will do it according to my father."
Feng Yuhuai's answer was full of understanding and obedience. Feng Jue listened, satisfied, and more assured.
Feng Jue's throat moved slightly. If he had already reached his mouth, he turned around on the tip of his tongue. He originally wanted to tell a few more words, and even thought that his daughter grew up. Some necessary survival skills should be taught to her.
For example, how to cope with extreme situations (killing), how to get out of danger (clean the scene) and so on.
After all, Feng Jue didn't say it. He felt that he must have been confused by the rebellion today, and he had such a ridiculous idea. Her daughter Feng Yuhuai has always been well -behaved and kind. She is destined to be illuminated by light in the future. Where can she be contaminated with these dark and dirty means, she can't use it.
Feng Gule's instructions: "Well, go for supper, remember what I said."
The tail sound came from the phone was a bit vague, and it seemed to bring the coquettish sweetness: "Dad, rest assured, I will have a supper to move to help digestion ..."
Hanging the phone, Feng Jue took a back to the car, ordered the cigarette, and the smoke permeated in the car.
Dong Ping quickly ordered one and reported:
"I just learned about the situation from Chen Yang. This little boy's mouth was very strict. He didn't mention Li Yi, and didn't mention Feng Mu as your son. Impulsive, want to make merit. "
Feng Jue scorned his lips and responded with a sneer:
"The young people now are not right, and they can perform more than one, hum-, let's go, the stomach is a bit hungry, first find a place to eat some supper."
"Okay, Feng Team."
Dong Ping's face was immediately full of flattering smiles:
"I just know that a big bone soup is famous, and the beef mixed taste is unique and the taste is first -rate. Give me a chance tonight and ask me to ask the captain to taste it."
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
Feng Jue glanced at him with a smile and laughed: "Okay, then the captain will give you a chance tonight, let's go, call the brothers all to taste together."
Feng Yuhuai hung up the phone, squatted down slowly, and the slender palm touched Xiao Juan's cheek gently.
The room was dark, and the only light source was the uninterrupted blue light of the mobile phone screen, plating a layer of glaze cold light for Xiaojuan's delicate neck skin.
The corners of her eyes were crying with crystal tears, her lips moved slightly, and she made a weak and fearful breathing sound.
Xiaojuan used to have a good face, but now she is half -injured, her cheeks are cracked, and she shows the net texture of the silk as filaments below.
These textures are fine and vivid, as if countless tiny blood veins are slowly beating, and they are quietly fitted on Xiaojuan's skin, drawing her vitality.
The scarlet juice, like a beautiful tear drop, slowly flowing along Xiao Juan's delicate neck.
The tender flesh dropped one by one, and then turned into dryness silently.
Feng Yuhuai did not lie to her father. Her roommate did invite her to go to the supper, but the supper was the roommate herself.
Feng Yuhuai is actually able to control those red lines. In a blink of an eye, she can complete the lovely Xiaojuan with her. Essence
But she deliberately slowed down, she really loved Xiaojuan.
Eating just to fill the stomach is an unknown beast. As a more advanced human, eating is not only to fill the stomach, but also to taste the taste.
Moreover, this is the last supper of her and Xiaojuan. She believes that Xiaojuan must be like herself, and I also hope that the last supper can last longer and slower.
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PS: Brothers, wow, review my words secretly again, and when I came up, I saw 200 words and was eaten.
Well, maybe I wrote too much, I changed it over and over again, so it ’s like this. I hope there is no problem. If you seem to seem to be improperly used or not smooth, please forgive me. The river crab is passing by, and the trembling ~
(End of this chapter)