Chapter 136 Sister Yun's gentleness

Knowing that Yang Zhiyun walked out of Lin Xiaomin's house, his mind was still confused. Are Xiaomin's mother and Xiaomin's father a little too enthusiastic about themselves? Even Lin Xiaomin felt a little strange when she looked at her parents, which made people confused. In the end, Yang Zhiyun still didn't know how to use the skill bar. It seemed that he still had to go back and try it slowly. Lin Xiaomin was also confused by her parents' enthusiasm and forgot to ask Yang Zhiyun's ID. I'm afraid that the two will not know each other in the game in a short time.

It was only after six o'clock. It was said that he would go home directly. Yang Zhiyun still took a detour from Yiyun Restaurant to see if Sister Yun had closed the stalls. However, Yang Zhiyun's road was destined to be in vain. From afar, he saw the rolling door put down. It seemed that they should all gone back. Thinking of Sister Yun, Yang Zhiyun's heart It was so hot that he accelerated his pace and hurried home.

Due to the hot weather, many old people in the community are sitting outside to enjoy the cool. As soon as Yang Zhiyun entered, Mr. Dong called Yang Zhiyun and said, "Xiao Yun!" Yang Zhiyun quickly stopped and bowed and said, "Mr. Dong, what's the matter?" I don't know how many times Mr. Dong wore a white and yellow vest. He held a fan in his hand and said with a smile, "Xiaoyun, do you think you have a relative in your family?"

No, my wife has one. Of course, such words can only be said secretly. Yang Zhiyun nodded and said, "Well, the two sisters live in it with their children." Mr. Dong smiled and said, "Is it the girl and her mother last time?" Mr. Dong knew about this matter. Yang Zhiyun nodded directly. Mr. Dong then shook the fan and said, "Okay, but you should also pay attention to it yourself. Now there are some rumors in the community. Some people just can't see others. You have to handle it yourself."

What's the rumor? Yang Zhiyun frowned and said, "What kind of rumor?"

Mr. Dong glanced around and saw that no one put up a fan around him and whispered in Yang Zhiyun's ear, "Some people say that you and several married women talk at home. **!"

"Bullshit!" Yang Zhiyun couldn't help cursing angrily. Mr. Dong knocked on Yang Zhiyun's head and stared angrily, "How does the little rabbit talk!" Yang Zhiyun touched his head and said shyly, "I'm scolding the group of people who said this." However, when I think about Yang Zhiyun, he is very angry. It doesn't matter if he is thick-skinned to damage his reputation. If he corrupts the reputation of Sister Yun and Sister Fen, won't the two of them be scolded? Besides... Besides, hasn't I done such a thing yet?

Mr. Dong said righteously, "You should know that the rumors are so powerful that you should pay attention to your life style!"

Yang Zhiyun waved his hand and said, "What's wrong with my approach?" I'm going to school during the day, okay? It doesn't matter if I ruin my reputation, but it doesn't matter if I ruin the reputation of my two sisters. Where did it come from?

Mr. Dong shook his head and said, "It's spreading everywhere. Who knows? Anyway, pay attention to yourself. All right, go home first. Have you eaten yet? Why don't you go to my house to eat? My granddaughter often mentions you.

Dong Ying? The heroic policewoman appeared in Yang Zhiyun's mind. Does she often mention herself? No way? Yang Zhiyun casually asked, "Oh? How many times have you mentioned it?"

Mr. Dong blushed. He just said a few polite words casually. He didn't expect Yang Zhiyun to be so thick-skinned and said awkwardly, "One, once."

I knew it. Yang Zhiyun said, "I ate it at my classmate's house. I'll go back first. Please play for a while." Mr. Dong nodded and put his waist and smiled, "Well, okay, you go back." He remembered something and shouted at Yang Zhiyun's figure, "That's right, Xiaoyun, are you playing The Legend of Honghuang? I'll play again. Take me to upgrade when you have time." Yang Zhiyun staggered and shook his head speechlessly. What an old urchin. After thinking about this matter, I felt a big fire in my heart. Who on earth spread rumors and talked nonsense everywhere? Is it Ling Jianfeng? It is possible that Yang Zhiyun hates Ling Jianfeng even more. When Tang Meng catches this bastard, he must be killed!

Walking in the corridor, Yang Zhiyun tidied up the clothes. Lin Xiaomin's mother was really powerful. She played a lot with the hidden weapon and sewed clothes a lot. The opening that was seen was sewn up with cloth strips inside. It looked like a little like a fold at most. Sister Yun should not be able to see it. They took out the key and opened the door and smelled a stream of mung bean soup. Hearing the strong fragrance in the kitchen, he heard a beautiful face. It was Huang Yiyun. Huang Yiyun showed her body, surrounded by a yellow and white apron, holding a big spoon of soup in her hand, a pair of bright big eyes looking at Yang Zhiyun, and the corners of her mouth slightly upturned and softly said, "Are you back? How was your classmate's meal at home? I've made mung bean soup. Come and try it.

Yang Zhiyun's heart was hot. He threw the key on the sofa and walked into the kitchen. Sister Yun filled a bowl of thick soup in a small bowl. Her rosy lips blew the fragrance of orchid on the soup noodles. The fragrance even covered the fragrance of mung bean soup. Yang Zhiyun couldn't help holding Sister Yun's slender waist. Huang Yiyun stepped back and avoided Yang Zhiyun's color. His hands, red face, nodded on the bedroom with his chin and said, "Li and the others are all doing their homework in the room." Yang Zhiyun said mischievously, "Now they can't see it. I want you to feed me."

Huang Yiyun's pretty face turned redder, her whole body was soft, and her feet were a little unstable. She biting her lower lip and trembled. She held a small bowl and sent mung bean soup into Yang Zhiyun's mouth with a small spoon. Her eyes stared at Yang Zhiyun as if she was not angrily, as if she were ashamed. Her eyes flowed, and a pair of watery eyebrows and eyes watched Yang Zhiyun's blood flowed all over her body. Suddenly, it was as hard as iron.

A bowl of soup was boiled very sweetly by Huang Yiyun. I don't know whether it was in my heart or in itself. Yang Zhiyun drank the mung bean soup that Sister Yun sent into her mouth with her own hands. He looked straight at Sister Yun's red face. He just hoped that the soup would never be drunk and play, but a small bowl. Li could satisfy Yang Zhiyun's big mouth. After a while, the bowl was empty. Yang Zhiyun put the last mouthful of soup in his mouth. Sister Yun put down the bowl and pointed Yang Zhiyun's forehead with green onion jade and said shyly, "I really love to play!" However, he was suddenly grabbed by Yang Zhiyun's wrist and pulled into his arms. A big mouth blocked Huang Yiyun's cherry lips and forcibly crossed the soup in his mouth into Huang Yiyun's mouth. The other hand hugged Huang Yiyun's thin waist, and the two bodies were tightly attached to each other.

Huang Yiyun clenched his jade teeth and didn't want Yang Zhiyun to succeed, but he found that he actually crossed the mung bean soup. Inadvertently, a few drops of soup slipped down his cheeks. Huang Yiyun quickly loosened the shellfish teeth. Yang Zhiyun took the opportunity to enter. You can't leak. I've been thinking about it for a long time. Let's talk about it later...

Yang Zhiyun's dexterous tongue was attacking the city, making Huang Yiyun kick her repeatedly and almost choked by the soup. Yang Zhiyun then sucked back the mung bean soup in Huang Yiyun's mouth. He swallowed it and praised, "It's sweeter to drink in this way. Would you like to have a little more?" The jade man in his arms did not make a sound. Yang Zhiyun looked down. Huang Yiyun's eyes were full of tears. He immediately asked in shock, "Sister Yun, what's wrong with you? Are you angry?" Huang Yiyun was silent and just wiped her tears with her sleeves. Yang Zhiyun was even more flustered and said anxiously, "Sister Yun, I'm wrong. I won't bully you like this anymore. Am I wrong?"

However, Huang Yiyun smiled. Although his eyes were still full of tears, there was no trace of sadness. His smile was like a flower. It turned out that he was just choked by water, but Yang Zhiyun couldn't help complaining, "Sister Yun! You scared me to death!" Huang Yiyun patted Yang Zhiyun on the chest and said coquettishly, "It's just to scare you. Let's see if you dare to bully me. Don't let me go!" The appearance of the youngest daughter made Yang Zhiyun hot again. She slid her hands down and hugged Huang Yiyun's buttocks. The amazing elasticity made Yang Zhiyun not stop. He suddenly thought that Huang Yiyun picked it up and actually put her on the cupboard.

Huang Yiyun exclaimed, grabbed Yang Zhiyun's ear with her little hand and said anly, "Xiaoyun! Put me down! I'm really angry!" Yang Zhiyun could hear that Huang Yiyun was indeed a little angry, but at this time, the desire had burned his mind, and he was desperate to invade Sister Yun's last territory.

But at this moment, Xiaoling's glutinous voice came from the living room: "Danny, is the mung bean soup ready? I really want to drink it."