Anyway, Yang Feng would not make any excessive requests. Hua Xiaoqian relaxed, bypassed Yang Feng and sat on the bed, saying:

"Okay, tell me."

"In the future, when you come back from a business trip, you will have to sleep with me."

Yang Feng had a tense face, but Hua Xiaoqian couldn't help laughing and patted the bed beside him.

"I promised you, come and go to bed."

Did you really agree?

Yang Feng also prepared a lot of words behind him, trying to convince Hua Xiaoqian that now the whole thing can only be stuffed in his stomach.

After climbing onto the bed suspiciously, Yang Feng tried to reach out to hug Hua Xiaoqian's waist, and his eyes secretly looked at her reaction.

With such a careful look, Hua Xiaoqian thought he was even more cute. She lay down and hugged him tightly, so she didn't let go without Yang Feng's struggle.

After Yang Feng gave up and struggled, Hua Xiaoqian said slowly:

"Xiaofeng, you just want your sister to sleep with you, so don't worry about your sister going out on a business trip and falling in love with others?"

"You won't."

In Hua Xiaoqian's arms, Yang Feng spoke very quietly, but surprisingly firmly.

"That's not sure."

"I don't allow it. After you go on a business trip, you have to send me messages and position me every day!"

Yang Feng didn't know where the force came from, so he pushed Hua Xiaoqian away and stared at her eyes and said solemnly.

He's really like a child.

Hua Xiaoqian raised her lips, rubbed Yang Feng's head, and asked with a smile: "It's okay for me to send it to you, but at school, do you have to report it too? I'm at a disadvantage when I was kidnapped by my senior sister one day."

"Although it will not happen, if you are worried, my wife, I will find a way to send it to you."

The school’s teaching area is not allowed to bring mobile phones, but for the sake of Hua Xiaoqian, Yang Feng decided to take the risk to bring it in.

"Okay, that's all."

Turn off the lights and in the dark, Hua Xiaoqian hugged Yang Feng again.

As she passed by little, Yang Feng in her arms slowly heard the sound of breathing.

Hua Xiaoqian gradually became sleepy, but a thought still lingers in her heart.

When did I realize that I fell in love with him? When he was going to propose marriage, when two people took wedding photos, or when I agreed to move with him.

The scenes of being with Yang Feng kept flashing in my mind, and I didn’t seem to feel very strong when I recalled those times.

The memory finally stopped when Yang Feng wrote her first love letter, and Hua Xiaoqian's consciousness gradually fell asleep.

...

A month later, the group's affairs were finally handled almost the same, and it also hurt a lot of energy.

Yang Yang and Hua Lei's goal are the same, to rectify the stubborn problems such as forming cliques within the group and accepting kickbacks, and not leave Hua Xiaoqian an untreatable mess. He should give up what he should be given up, and streamlined many veteran members within the group.

This month is a storm for the group employees, and everyone is in danger, fearing that the next person to be fired will be himself.

There are only unnecessary worries about people who have no unfaithful intentions within the group, but just work diligently and devote themselves to the group.

After Yang Yang came forward to comfort him, he took the recruitment of new employees as the last test question for Hua Xiaoqian. After giving it to her, he slipped home lightly with nothing to do.

When he got home, Yang Yang pushed open the door and shouted habitually.

"Wife, I'm back."

The house was silent, and only the curtains swaying in the afterglow of winter responded to him.

In the kitchen and the children's room, I looked around and there was no one.

"Have you run to the orchard by yourself?"

Yang Yang muttered, and while walking towards the bedroom, he checked the surveillance video of the villa orchard on his mobile phone.

Just after entering the account number and password, I pushed open the bedroom door and found Xu Yan sitting in front of the computer desk in the room, typing on the keyboard.

"What's wrong, wife, are you trying to become a female writer?"

Yang Yang walked over, put his chin against Xu Yan's head, hugged her from behind and said.

Xu Yan just paused and continued to type on the keyboard. She had long been used to her husband's intimate actions.

"I don't have this plan for the time being. The main reason is that you are too busy recently and I can't wait to update it, so I have to write it myself." Xu Yan puffed her cheeks with dissatisfaction. The housewife who is almost forty years old is still like a girl.

Yang Yang bent down and rubbed his face, helping her to remove her bulging face, and by the way, he took a look at what she wrote.

"Why don't you continue the plot I wrote and create another episode about poplar trees?"

"I haven't tried it before. I can't write your feeling. I'm afraid that your pseudonym will ruin it. It's better to just write the extra."

Xu Yan said as she tapped the last space bar, stretched her waist, hooked Yang Yang's neck, and drew a mouthful on his face.

When Yang Yang wanted to respond, he jumped up from the chair like a rabbit and pressed him on it.

"Husband, please help me see how it is written."

"My wife's writing is naturally excellent."

"How about sending me to you?"

When writing something for the first time, Xu Yan began to be impatient to let more people see it.

An embarrassment flashed across Yang Yang's face, but it quickly disappeared.

"No problem, I'll check the layout for you and send it to you later. You can go and cook first, and my stomach is shrunken."

"Okay, no problem." Xu Yan turned around and left excitedly.

When Yang Yang was having a headache about how to help his wife run a pen, he had a little idea and put his hand on the keyboard. Xu Yan held up a shovel and came out of the bedroom door again.

"Husband, what are you going to eat tonight?"

"All right, just like last night."

"Okay, no problem."

After Xu Yan left, Yang Yang quickly left the chair and closed the bedroom door.

Back to the computer, I started to read the extras written by Xu Yan.

Probably content:

Twenty years after their dream story, Lop Nur, which has turned into loess and Gobi, welcomes a new pair of people.

The man is seven years older than the woman and looks like a father and daughter, but from the conversation, it turns out that they are actually a lover and are being chased by people from the enemy country. They fled to this Gobi Desert in panic.

The food and water were about to run out, but they still couldn't find a way out. In the end, they tried to dig out water under the poplar trees, but it was just a waste of time.

Seeing the endless vitality, the man made a decision in the middle of the night, killed himself, and used his flesh and blood to support the woman out of this desert.

But after the woman woke up, she saw the man's last words and a pot of frozen blood and the blood-lost corpse.

The woman hugged the man's body and was sad for a long time. She did not do as the boy's last words. Instead, she dug a hole under the poplar tree with her only remaining strength and buried him.

Then, beside the man's grave, waiting for his life to pass away. At the last moment when his consciousness disappeared, she had only one thought: if there was a next life, I wish I was seven years older than him, and let her be a sister and protect his life.

"It's really a bit bloody."

After reading his wife's "masterpiece", Yang Yang held his chin with his hands and thought to himself how to change it.

With the main text in front, the extra chapter buried people under the poplar tree. Yang Yang felt that the poplar tree was about to become a marriage tree.

After thinking for a while, Yang Yang decided to lay the groundwork for the previous details and then bring out a different ending.

...

One day before New Year's Day, No. 1 Middle School set up a stage in the storm playground, and held a New Year's Day performance under the lights of the zenith.

"Next, Qiao Yang, the piano prince from Class 18, will be invited to perform on stage."

In the beautiful voice of the second-year high school senior, Qiao Yang held his piano score and walked onto the stage in a tuxedo.

When the girls in the first and second graders in the audience saw Qiao Yang, they were originally browsing their phones and instantly became energetic, looking at him with anticipation.

After the other boys looked up at him, they continued to look down at his phone with no interest. Some of the boys hiding among the crowd boldly started another game of Honor League.

There are not only stage lamps focusing on the center of the stage, but also "stars" reflected by the zenith, and Yang Feng is one of them.

Starting from November, Hua Xiaoqian goes out early and returns late every day, and in December, she travels frequently and there are no people.

Half a month before Yang Feng started, no one was sleeping with him at night, and he was almost insomnia. He could only make up for sleep in math class occasionally, and was caught by the math teacher several times.

Fortunately, during the National Day holiday, he accumulated enough math skills to allow him to easily deal with the math teacher's blame.

He can understand his work at ordinary times, but today is his birthday and it will be holiday tomorrow. It is really unreasonable that Hua Xiaoqian will not come back.

On WeChat, Yang Feng could no longer let go and started to hit Hua Xiaoqian indirectly.

Yang Feng: Wife, when will you come back? I haven’t seen you in almost half a month.

Future wife: Don’t worry, I’m done with work here and fly back immediately.
To be continued...