Let’s Lose A Billion Today First

Wow...

Fang Li's white dress was dyed by the drink, and the sweetness of orange flavor drifted away.

The initiator is slowly putting down the drink cup: "Sorry, hands slippery."

"Fengwang!!"

Fang Li roared with anger.

The voice is slightly louder.

I didn't pay attention to the guests here, but they all looked over.

Fang Li looked back and found that everyone was looking at him, suddenly embarrassed.

However, when he turned his head back, there was still a sign of Feng Wang in the same place, only a door beside it, slowly closed.

Fang Li: "..." Feng Wang, this bastard!

They were standing in the corner, and it is estimated that no one saw Feng Wang pouring his drink.

Fang Li left the scene in embarrassment.

Feng Wang also didn't understand, Fang Li suffered every time he came up, and he didn't know why he still wanted to go in front of him.

Can't you just like yourself?

what……

Feng Wang was startled by this thought with goose bumps.

Ding Dong——

The WeChat prompt sound was clear and abrupt in the corridor.

Feng Wang leaned against the wall and took out his phone.

[Chu Zheng: Come out. ]

The light from the mobile phone screen hits the man's face, drawing his outline like an illusion and unreal beauty.

The slender and white fingertips are resting on the edge of the phone, and have not moved for a long time.

at last.

The man moved his finger.

Typing sounds sounded in the silent corridor.

[Universal Invincible Shuai Master Feng: What are you going out for? ]

[Chu Zheng: Eat something. ]

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The night is silent and the lights are shining.

The man's figure slowly appeared, he walked a little faster, looking around, covering his face, like a thief.

For a moment, he seemed to spot the target and walked to a car very quickly with his head down and opened the door.

Feng Wang stood in the dark, with a sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

He leaned on the cold glass, lowered his head and touched the phone. As soon as he took the phone out, there were footsteps in front of him.

"Why are you standing here?"

Then a clear voice sounded.

Feng Wang's movements were slightly stiff.

After adjusting his expression, Feng Wang looked up.

The girl stepped on the moonlight, and her thin shadow cast on the ground. The black and white tunic skirt outlines her perfect curve, and she blooms with a beautiful arc when she walks.

The night is exhausted.

It seems to evoke the desires in people's hearts, uncontrollable, and evil thoughts breed.

Feng Wang looked away very quickly, suppressing the inexplicable impulse in his heart.

"Watching the show."

"Does it look good?"

The shadow enveloped him, and Feng Wang seemed to feel the pressure.

The clean air on the girls is also particularly obvious.

Feng Wang took a deep breath and slowly said, "Of course the play is beautiful, otherwise why do we need actors like us."

Chu Zheng dismantled the stage indifferently: "You are not an actor."

Feng Wang frowned and expressed dissatisfaction: "Why not count?"

Chu Zheng: "You are a vase."

Feng Wang: "..." Isn't the vase actor an actor? Why discriminate against vases?

Feng Wang hummed coldly, raised his foot and left.

Chu Zheng: "..."

This is not my seal.

Hunk with me.

Don’t you let others talk about your acting scumbag? !

Chu Zheng held Feng Wang, and his clear voice lowered a little: "Okay, go eat."

The tone seemed to coax him.

However, in Feng Wang's ears, there was still no ups and downs, as if he was commanding him.

Feng Wang's eyes fell on Chu Zheng's hand holding his wrist.

"...You are my gold master now, can I refuse?" Feng Wang withdrew his hand, clasping his wrist, and looked at Chu Zheng's sight.

The moonlight shone on the clear eyes of the girl opposite, like a layer of diamonds, so bright that people can't move their eyes.

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Feng Wang thought he was going out to eat, but he didn't expect Chu Zheng to bring porridge.

"Little Junior Sister, why do you think I like to drink porridge?" Feng Wang asked a little desperately.

"The doctor said you should drink more porridge."

"..." Feng Wang was confused: "When did the doctor say such nonsense? Which doctor did it?"

"Last time I took you to the hospital, the doctor in charge said." Chu Zheng said naturally.

"..."

Feng Wang's head was against the car window, unloved.

For a long while, he said weakly, "Little Junior Sister, that was my stomach trouble. The doctor said that, my stomach is all right now!" What porridge to drink! !

"Why are you so sick?" Chu Zheng said subconsciously.

Feng Wang swept his gaze over, his dark eyes hidden a sharp edge.

The alarm bell in Chu Zheng's mind was blazing brightly.

Calm.

Not square.

Under Feng Wang's slightly vigilant gaze, Chu Zheng calmly changed his words: "Why do you have so many problems, drink porridge for health, drink!"

The girl looked at him fiercely.

Feng Wang frowned slightly, and his gaze rolled around Chu Zheng, as if he was certain that Chu Zheng had just made a mistake.

He slowly retracted his gaze: "I don't want to drink porridge."

Chu Zheng asked: "What do you want to eat?"

Feng Wang blurted out: "Hot pot."

Chuzheng took out the phone, and Feng Wang watched her press three numbers on the phone.

"What are you doing at 120?"

"Book a ward for you."

Feng Wang has a serious stomach problem and wants to eat hot pot, why not go to heaven?

Feng Wang: "..."

Finally, Feng Wang drank the porridge under Chuzheng's fierce threat.

After the hot porridge, Feng Wang felt that his already a little uncomfortable stomach was being relieved.

He glanced at the girl next to him: "You come to find me, just give me this?"

"Otherwise?" Would you please have hot pot and then take you to the hospital?

As far as he knows, she should be filming.

The movie city is not close to here...

Coming all the way, just to give him a bowl of porridge.

Feng Wang has never been taken care of like this in his life.

The warmth is pumped out of the heart and flows to the limbs, and the whole person seems to be warm.

"Little Junior Sister, are you really going to be my gold master?"

Chu Zheng said in a cool tone, "You regret it?"

Feng Wang shrank in the chair and put his hands on his stomach: "You see, I can cause trouble. It is very troublesome for you to be the gold master for me."

The subtext is-you may not be able to hold me.

The girl's elegant and indifferent voice circulated in the car: "Even if you kill someone, I can handle it for you."

The carriage suddenly became quiet.

Chu Zheng couldn't even hear Feng Wang's breathing.

He looked at her intently, as if to see flowers on her face.

Feng Wang's lips lightly opened: "It's illegal to kill, little sister."

"Do you still know this?"

Feng Wang tilted his head, his eyebrows were stained with a smile: "Little Junior Sister, anyway, I have also been to school. I still have some common sense."

Then you are amazing.

The carriage suddenly became quiet, and Feng Wang coughed slightly: "The banquet is not over yet, I will go back first."

He pushed down the car door, stood at the door, and suddenly leaned over: "Little Junior Sister, if I really kill someone, would you really help me?"

The girl in the car nodded without hesitation: "Yeah."

There was a sound that was not serious or serious, and hit Feng Wang's heart.

"Little Junior Sister, go back and be careful."

Feng Wang closed the car door and quickly disappeared into the moonlight.