Chapter 327 Punishment

Muttering seriously, Feng Yiping pretended not to see anything, returned to the guest room as if nothing had happened, closed the door calmly, and then locked the door with lightning speed, who knows if Jin Ling would pick it up? Come with a kitchen knife!

In fact, the embarrassing scene just now was really short, and it only took Bolt to run 20 to 30 meters with his best results. The key is why he must glance down?

Blame her for not locking the door. Most people don’t lock the door when they go to the bathroom at home. Blame her for not speaking in advance. Please, she’s a girl too. As soon as you enter the door, she shouts in the bathroom, “I’m here!” It’s too strange Come on!

Blame Yujie Fan's Jin Ling for being too attractive? No, it's even more wrong, it's too wrong to think like this, you can't look at others and blame them for being too attractive, I can only say that as a man, at such times, instinctively will bring exploration and inquiry, desire and novelty Or... well, in short, most men would probably have the same reaction as Feng Yiping at that time.

Of course, this is not a reason. If you read it, you will see it, and if you read it, it will be wrong.

He sat by the bed, listening nervously to the movement outside. Jin Ling came out, paused outside the door for a while, went back to his room, came out again after a while, and then heard the sound of the door opening and closing. Come to go out.

Feng Yiping breathed a sigh of relief, but still didn't dare to leave the guest room, who knows if she really left or made a fake move, just lie down for a while.

More than half an hour later, someone entered the door. Feng Yiping heard the sound of changing shoes, and then heard Huang Jingping yelling, "Yiping, you are back!" He must have seen the suitcase behind the door.

Now is the safe period!

Feng Yiping opened the door, and Huang Jingping rushed over. This was the longest time they had been separated. They hadn't seen each other for nearly twenty days. Feng Yiping hugged her and looked at the door. So she really left?

"By the way, where is Miss Jin? She also said that she would come back early today?"

"I don't know, I didn't see anyone when I came back,"

"Oh, it must be something. You should take a shower first. You smell so strong! I'll go wash the vegetables."

How can it not be heavy, accepting the review under the sun, but how dare he take a bath just now!

When Jin Ling came back again, the meal was ready, Feng Yiping and the others were glued together on the sofa and looked at the class schedule, "If you are free, I will take you to class in a couple of days, okay?"

"Can you?" Huang Jingping looked very interested.

"No problem, no teacher will drive people out,"

"Then we can be classmates again, hehe." Huang Jingping put her head on her shoulder, looked at him with bright eyes, and heard the door knock, "Oh, sister Jin is back, didn't she say to leave work early today?"

"I originally said to get off work early, but who knows that I met a rogue client and delayed until now. When will Yiping come back? It's all right!" From Jin Ling's face, the scene that happened before can't be seen.

"I just came back not long ago, and it went well," Feng Yiping instinctively felt that Jin Ling's state of being so nonchalant, but with words in his words, was the most creepy. Should he go to the guest room to lay the floor at night?

When the meal was almost finished, Jin Ling mentioned, "Yes, Yiping, I will go to the company after class tomorrow afternoon. There is a meeting tonight, and I need you to attend."

"I'm afraid it won't work tomorrow night. On the first day, I must go to evening self-study." Yes, I think there must be no.

"This meeting is very important, you must attend, do you want me to go to school to say hello to your counselor?" Jin Ling emphasized.

Forget it, it’s a blessing, not a curse, and you can’t hide from it if it’s a disaster. The good news is that you don’t need to hit the floor tonight. “It’s okay, I can handle it. I’ll go to the company after class.”

However, this night, Feng Yiping didn't sleep well, because he obviously didn't drink beer at night. Based on the previous situation, Jin Ling's kidneys were also top-notch, but this night, she went to the toilet four times!

If it wasn't for Huang Jingping's presence, Feng Yiping wished he could tell him right now, if you want to kill or cut him up, you can just have a good time!

In the morning, Huang Jingping looked at Feng Yiping's listless face, "What's wrong? Didn't sleep well at night?"

"I've been sleeping on a hard bed for dozens of days, and the sofa is a bit uncomfortable to sleep on. It's fine."

Then I saw Jin Ling yawning and coming out with dark circles under his eyes, "What's wrong, Miss Jin, you didn't sleep well?"

"Yes, I felt a little sick to my stomach last night,"

"Ah, I have stomach medicine, I'll get it for you,"

"No, it's ready,"

"Let's eat something and strengthen it," Feng Yiping said with a concerned face, and then immediately flashed into the bathroom to wash up.

When I got out of the bathroom, Jin Ling, who was waiting on the sofa, came over and stepped on his foot hard. I knew it would happen. Fortunately, it was slippers, so it didn't hurt too much.

This house is absolutely unbearable, Feng Yiping rushed into the kitchen, the current breakfast is Jinling, which is Western style, Huang Jingping is frying eggs, he kissed Huang Jingping on the face, took a box of milk and a box of juice , wrapped three or four pieces of bread, "I'll go first, it's the first day, don't be late!"

If you stay at home and go out with Jin Ling, you don't know how to ravage him. You must know that she has practiced taekwondo seriously.

When opening the door, Jin Ling came out with a towel and shouted, "Remember the night!"

Today's class is probably the most crowded one among all the students. The first class was in the large classroom of our school, Principles of Economics. It was really a crowded class. Of course, there was no crowding around the aisles and outside the windows as some people said. full of people.

There are still a few minutes before class starts, and the teacher will not come early. At this time, most of the boys are like Feng Yiping, aiming at the place where the girls gather.

To say that the School of Economics and Management is really good, visually, the ratio of male to female students is close to one to one, accounting for more than one hundred each, and they are not very familiar with each other. They are roughly divided into two parts. Classmate Lin from Shanghai, in her back row, there are two male classmates vying to open their tails like peacocks. I heard that one of them is the number one scholar in a certain province.

By the way, including Feng Yiping, Tsinghua School of Economics and Management has enrolled a total of five liberal arts champions this year, and it is said that they are not as good as Peking University.

The teacher stepped on the time to rush in, surnamed Liu, Ph.D. in Finance Department of Oxford University, it seems that the teachers also have experience, today's class certainly does not need to use such a big killer as roll call.

An hour and a half later, Teacher Liu left his homework and left in a hurry. Feng Yiping was a little messy, and this is too much, more than thirty pages. Fortunately, the textbook is thick enough. Teaching materials, according to this progress, the teacher will finish the lecture in less than a week.

He also doesn't have much time to feel. The next class is not here. He is going to the Humanities College. On his first day of college, he was honorably late.

Well, the teacher is very good, watching him slipping into the classroom through the back door out of the corner of his eye, he didn't even bother to pay attention.

In this way, when it was time to eat at noon, Feng Yiping suddenly had doubts. Is college really easier than high school? It doesn't look like that.

Actually, yes, because he only has two classes in the afternoon.

It stands to reason that he could go home early or go to the company, but today is obviously not suitable. He waited until after dinner and received a call from Jin Ling to go to the company. Halfway, Jin Ling called, "You don't need to go to the company, go directly to the warehouse .”

This is his second visit to the warehouse. The strange thing is that there is no one in the usually busy warehouse. There is only a truck parked in front of the door. I said no!

Sure enough, Jin Ling came out of the next office with a file folder, looked at him, didn't seem to look at him, and said, "The warehouse staff are too tired for a while, I gave them a holiday tonight, and the staff on duty are now working It's dinner time, and there are not many goods left on the car, less than three tons, and we will be responsible for two storages."

Then there is nothing to say, Feng Yiping obediently put on his work clothes, and moved them in one by one. The rest of them are not heavy, and they are mainly snack foods. , The trouble is, to put them one by one in the designated place, often have to move a piece of goods through the huge warehouse.

Jin Ling was very relaxed, moved a chair and sat next to the car, and found a fan from the office. There were drinks and snacks next to him. Where is work? He was clearly here on vacation, so he only registered when Feng Yiping moved down an item.

However, Feng Yiping is a responsible person. Whether he did something wrong accidentally or on purpose, he will definitely admit it and he will pay the price that should be paid. Fortunately, he also has the foresight to eat dinner at school, otherwise it would be really embarrassing.

The person on duty must have been Jin Ling who greeted him. He entered half of the warehouse by himself, and it was after eight o'clock, but still no one came.

"Tired?" Jin Ling asked with a cold face.

"It's okay!" Taking advantage of her inattention, Feng Yiping picked up the glass of water she put beside her, and gulped a few swigs, "I'm just thirsty!"

Then, without waiting for Jin Ling to get angry, he ran towards the warehouse carrying a piece of goods. Jin Ling looked at his sweat-drenched clothes and thought about it, but let it go.

I moved to the moon all the way up to mid-air, and finally finished. Feng Yiping was so tired that he sat down in front of the warehouse door. Jin Ling collected the small stall over there, called the staff on duty, and then carefully checked in the warehouse. Once again, turn off the lights and lock the door.

She stood in front with her arms crossed, "You go back first, I'll wait for them to come." After she finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave. The moment she turned around, Feng Yiping could smell the perfume and femininity on her body clearly.

Looking at her bulging part wrapped in her skirt, which was like the full moon in the sky, Feng Yiping felt guilty for a moment. Regardless of your father who is the director of the planning committee, you are also at fault for this, so he He slapped it firmly, it felt really good, "Give me a hand, I can't get up!"

In an instant, Jin Ling turned around viciously like a cat whose fur has exploded, "I told you not to repent, I told you not to be big or small, and I told you to be lustful," kicking again Hit again.

Feng Yiping put his head in his hands, "Don't slap your face!"

Wherever Jin Ling listened, he played wherever he could.

"Don't kick, or you'll be gone!" Feng Yiping kindly reminded her that the skirt she was wearing was not long.

However, kindness was taken as a donkey's liver and lungs again, and Jin Ling kicked him a few more times, "Get up and stand against the wall!"

Feng Yiping obediently got up and walked to the wall, rubbed and touched his body here, but it was really not that serious. When Jin Ling kicked, he also kicked with the side of his foot, at most, it hit his butt hard Kicked twice, otherwise the toe of the high heels on her feet could kill someone, and of course she kept her strength when hitting, otherwise Feng Yiping would not be able to fight back with her taekwondo skills, how could it be now of this state.

Seeing that Jin Ling was about to come, he raised his hand, "Don't come, I'll call you if you come again!" It was as if he was about to be raped.

Seeing him like this, Jin Ling laughed angrily, what kind of person is this.

Seeing her smile, Feng Yiping knew that this article had been turned over, "You have been fined, you have been beaten, you should calm down!"

"What do you mean by calming down? Ah, did you just let you take advantage of it?"

"I said sister, you are also at fault, okay, why don't you lock the door quickly when you hear me coming in?"

"Okay, what happened just now, is it my fault?"

"I'm just saying hello to you, please give me a hand. What's the fuss about it? When you meet and greet abroad, don't you still kiss on the cheek? It's a big deal. I'll let you slap me a few times." That slap just now Of course it was intentional, but without a reason, Feng Yiping simply messed around. Anyway, he is younger than Jin Ling now.

Jin Ling was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while, but at this moment, the two people on duty at the warehouse finally came, "Mr. Jin, Mr. Feng, you are here too,"

"It's been a hard night. We have all the goods in storage. Please check the list again tomorrow." Feng Yiping immediately changed his face, took the folder from Jin Ling and handed it to him.

The boss and the boss actually came to move the goods on a whim? The staff on duty was a little confused.

"Sister Jin, let's go!"

When he arrived at the parking lot, there was no one around and the light was not good, so he clasped his hands together and begged Jin Ling for mercy, "Sister Jin, I was wrong, I was really wrong, your lord has a lot, let's just let it go this time Am I okay?"

"Turn around!"

"what,"

Then Feng Yiping felt a slap on the buttocks, "It feels good, haha, remember to exercise more!"

I went, I was eaten tofu!

"Call Jingping and tell her to wait downstairs. Let's have supper, please," Jin Ling seemed in a good mood when he said this.

This is considered even, it's okay to turn over the chapter! But did I suffer, or did I not suffer? When driving, Feng Yiping still couldn't figure out this question.

ps: I came back too late for something, and I sincerely apologize to everyone!