The Blind Date Went To the Wrong Room, But Was Confessed By the Other Party

After a long journey, everyone finally found a pretty good restaurant.

Everyone eats and chats together, and they often talk about their experiences over the years, including the growth of the students and the progress of the Zhengxi Group over the years.

and some important personal events.

Xiaomi said at the dinner table, "Brother Fang, President Jiang has been waiting for you all these years. You don't know that she has to look at your photos several times every day."

In the past, Jiang Xiyao would not let Xiaomi say this kind of crooked words, but today is different, Jiang Xiyao did not refute.

Moreover, Jiang Xiyao seems to have very few words today. It is also possible that she wants to say too much, but she doesn't know where to start, so she can only swallow it all.

She just kept holding dishes for Fang Zheng, and looked at Fang Zheng from time to time.

But Fangzheng's words were a little less than in those days, although the man may also have the same reason as Jiang Xiyao.

After not seeing her for seven years, Jiang Xiyao is more feminine. The jasmine fragrance on her body hasn't even changed a little bit.

And Fang Zheng's face was a little darker in the village life, and his clothes were a little scruffy, but nothing else had changed.

In fact, tonight was not as lively as I imagined. If it weren't for the group of children in Class 4 talking about their past and present experiences, and Fang Zheng had been chatting about their junior high school life and how high-spirited Teacher Fang was in those days.

In fact, Xiaomi and Jiang Xiyao basically didn't say anything.

Because of the approaching university graduation, students need to go back to school early, so they can't spend the night here.

So after this dinner, Fang Zheng said goodbye to many former students.

He looked at Yu Jing with long hair, Yan Qingya in a miniskirt, and Zhuge Hong with a long ponytail.

Watching these students say goodbye to him and leave, Fang Zheng was actually very touched.

In the end, the remaining four found a mid-range hotel to live in the town.

They naturally opened two rooms, one for Xiaomi and his wife, and one for Fangzheng Jiang Xiyao.

After ten o'clock in the evening, Fang Zheng was sitting on the sofa in the hotel room, listening to the sound of water in the bathroom.

Jiang Xiyao's plump and attractive figure can also vaguely see some scenes through the blurred mirror wall.

In the bathroom, Jiang Xiyao carefully washed herself clean. When she was taking a bath, the woman was still biting her lip in the bathroom, smiling expectantly.

After waiting until the shower head stopped and the sound of water flowed down, Jiang Xiyao put on a bath towel and walked out of the bathroom with her smooth long legs and slippers.

The woman looked at Fang Zheng who was sitting on the sofa, and said softly, "Go take a shower, you see how dirty you are."

Fang Zheng glanced at Jiang Xiyao, nodded, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

During this time, Jiang Xiyao went to the bed, sat there, and started rubbing body lotion on her arms and thighs.

After another half an hour, the lights in the room were all extinguished, and only a desk lamp with an ambiguous red light remained on. Fang Zheng walked out of the bedroom wearing a bath towel and lay on the bed.

There was only one quilt on the bed, but the quilt was very large. When Fang Zheng went in, the quilt between the two was still sunken, and the body was separated by a body.

The red light shone on the two people leaning against the head of the bed, on their faces.

After a long silence.

Jiang Xiyao put her hands on the quilt and asked, "You remember them all, right?"

Fangzheng hummed: "I remember it all. When I saw your tears, I remembered it all."

"Then why?" Jiang Xiyao pursed her lips: "Why were you so cold to me when I just ate, and now..."

"Indifferent?" Fang Zheng turned his head to look at Jiang Xiyao's beautiful profile, with slightly curly long hair scattered over his shoulders.

Fang Zheng smiled and said, "I'm not cold, Xiyao."

"Yes, I can feel that you are not the same as before." Jiang Xiyao lowered her head and said in a disappointed tone: "Have you not seen me for such a long time... think I am old and not good-looking."

Fang Zheng stretched out his hand: "No, I didn't mean it that way." It was just that he stretched out his hand halfway, but stopped.

Jiang Xiyao waited for a while, then turned to look at Fang Zheng in confusion: "Don't you want to touch me? Why don't you dare to touch me?"

Jiang Xiyao watched Fang Zheng's hand about to be withdrawn. She took the initiative to grab Fang Zheng's hand, leaned over, and the towel on her body fell off.

Jiang Xiyao's face was almost close to Fang Zheng's, the woman's eyes were red: "What are you thinking about, husband?"

Fangzheng swallowed his saliva: "Master Xiyao, you...you can't touch your body today..."

As soon as these words came out, the air suddenly became quiet.

The woman's originally sad emotions were suddenly swept away. She couldn't help but burst out laughing. Tears flashed in her eyes, and she asked, "How did you know? It's been so long."

Fang Zheng smiled awkwardly: "You know Xi Yao, my eyes are quite special."

Jiang Xiyao asked again: "Then why didn't you talk to me when you just had dinner, and kept chatting with those students."

Fangzheng: "I didn't stop talking to you, didn't I also talk to you a few words?"

"A few sentences? How many sentences are enough!"

"Isn't that in front of the students? Besides, there are too many things to say, and I didn't know how to speak first. Besides, you didn't speak to me."

Jiang Xiyao pursed her lips, she was obviously a big president, but now she was dressed in pitiful clothes:

"I'm not afraid that you will bother me if I don't talk? I see that you chat with the students so well, and I can't interrupt. Besides, there is that girl named Zhizhi, am I coming to you a few years later, you Just married her, didn't you?!"

"How is it possible? I have no idea about her."

Jiang Xiyao retorted: "Nonsense! I didn't think she looked at you with red eyes when you two separated, and she didn't think you two were so close at the door, so she almost wrote the words "you are her boyfriend" on her forehead up!"

Fangzheng: "It's really not that exaggerated, I just take her as my sister, mainly these years, although I don't know who I am, but I can vaguely feel some things from the past, otherwise I could have lived with Zhizhi for two years. Do you have a clear relationship? Don't forget that we were on good terms in a month."

Jiang Xiyao stared at Fangzheng, and she actually thought it made sense.

Then she laughed again, Jiang Xiyao's lips slowly moved up, and the feeling of kissing together was a little strange and a little familiar.

The woman opened her mouth and hugged Fang Zheng's back with both hands. Fang Zheng still hugged the woman in his arms.

The kiss took a full ten minutes to end.

Fang Zheng loosened up and said, "Xiyao, it's almost done. If you kiss like this, there will be endless troubles."

Jiang Xiyao bit her lip and blushed: "Actually, today is the last day, it's all right, tonight is fine."

"The last day? Can you do it? Don't have a stomachache."

Jiang Xiyao smiled and nodded: "It's definitely possible."

"Then... let's make out for a while?"

Jiang Xiyao wrapped Fangzheng's neck with both hands, sighed, and lay on the bed. She had been looking forward to this day for a long time.

Fang Zheng kissed again.

Because it was the last day, Fang Zheng didn't go too far, but after a very serious intimacy, the two ended their first meeting.

After one o'clock in the morning, Jiang Xiyao blushed and was hugged by Fang Zheng, huddled in her arms.

Jiang Xiyao: "Husband, it feels like a dream, I didn't expect the day we will meet again..."

Fangzheng said: "So God is still not so cruel, we can't let us separate when we say separation."

"It's cruel enough." Jiang Xiyao hugged Fangzheng tightly: "You don't know how many times I almost couldn't hold on over the years."

"Xiyao's hard work. After we go back this time, we will go to get the marriage license, and we will get married right away!"

Jiang Xiyao nodded her head happily: "Hmm~www.NovelMTL.com~ It will be over soon."

Speaking of which, Fangzheng suddenly remembered something: "Oh right, there is something I want to ask you, why didn't I see Teacher Yang this afternoon? She should have told you this time after she discovered me, right?"

Jiang Xiyao looked up at Fangzheng: "Well, she told us, but I'm also puzzled about this, because I called her on the way here, but she didn't answer or send a message back."

Fangzheng: "Can't you get in touch?"

Jiang Xiyao Yaoyao nodded: "I don't know, but Yang Yibiao said that Teacher Yang sent him a message. She said that he would continue to travel across the country and would not come back for the time being."

Fangzheng snorted: "I see, I understand."

Jiang Xiyao recalled the scene where the two were talking in a cafe seven years ago, Jiang Xiyao said softly, "Husband, Mr. Yang is actually quite good to you, if not..."

Fang Zheng looked down at Jiang Xiyao: "Huh? What if?"

Jiang Xiyao swallowed what she wanted to say, and looked at Fangzheng with a smile: "It's okay, Teacher Yang will be my sister from now on." She kissed it again, blushing: "Husband, I still want it, do it again. ?"

Fang Zheng intertwined his fingers with the woman in his arms, responding to Jiang Xiyao, the red lamp beside the bed turned off.

There is only spring light left in the house.

Late at night, in another small hotel, a woman in a white dress sat on the bed and depicted a wedding in his mind.

After finishing the work, the woman stared at the drawing board and said to herself with a smile, "Student Fangzheng, you have to treat Sister Jiang well. I wish you all happiness forever."

The book is over.