The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 284 Taste (Part 2)

At the breakfast table, Liu Muxue stared at the mirror.

"Are you dizzy?"

Ming Jing shook his head.

"Is your nose blocked?"

Ming Jing shook his head.

"It shouldn't be, your physique is too strong, you are not human at all." Liu Muxue was puzzled, and finally came to a conclusion in a daze.

Der Spiegel is not a normal person.

I went back to my room to pack my luggage, and this trip to Jingzhou came to an end.

Bai Ziyan called: "Ming Jing, you are waiting for me at the hotel. Xiao Song and I are here to pick you up now, and we will have lunch together for you to practice."

Ming Spiegel wanted to say no, but the other party had already hung up.

"Is it that kid named Bai? No matter how far away you are, you can hear his squawking voice, like a duck."

Bai Ziyan is in the period of changing his voice, his voice is a little grainy, like a mouthful of phlegm in his throat.

Der Spiegel has only a simple handbag.

Liu Muxue was lying on the sofa and applying a facial mask, while Xiaofang was arranging Liu Muxue's things, and she just slept in Ming Jing's room for a night, and things were thrown everywhere, this destructive power is simply absolute.

Bai Ziyan made more than a dozen phone calls downstairs to remind Ming Jing and Liu Muxue to be late.

Bai Ziyan stared at Liu Muxue, who was exuding exquisite aura from head to toe, and snorted coldly, "I knew it was you. Young master's time is precious. It is abhorrent to waste it on someone like you."

Liu Muxue took off her sunglasses, and sneered arrogantly, "You don't have a gentleman's demeanor at all, learn more from Song Yinzhang, you will be a bachelor for the rest of your life with your virtue."

Bai Ziyan gritted his teeth, and said with a sneer: "For a woman like you who is so hot-tempered and mean, no man would marry you if he is blind."

Liu Muxue sat down next to Bai Ziyan, "I'm sorry, but the man who chased me took pictures of Chang'an Avenue from Xizhimen, as for you?"

He looked Bai Ziyan up and down, and said disdainfully, "Not qualified yet."

"You..." Song Yinzhang quickly comforted him: "Okay, Xiaobai, please stop talking."

Ming Jing ignored the quarrel and sat silently in the back row.

After Xiaofang put all her luggage into the trunk, she got in like a kitten, and silently huddled in the corner without making a sound.

The driver starts the car to merge into the traffic.

Bai Ziyan couldn't swallow this breath, and snorted coldly: "The ancients said that only women and villains are hard to raise, and they are really right."

Liu Muxue crossed her slender legs, took out sunscreen spray from her bag and sprayed it on the back of her hands and neck.

"That's right, you're an idiot, and you can still write a few lines of the Analects of Confucius, but an idiot is an idiot, and Confucius and you are not in the same ideological realm. The women they say refer to the people around you who are favored, not women like your mother, you understand?"

Liu Muxue sneered disdainfully: "If you look down on women, don't crawl out of your mother's belly."

"You..." Bai Ziyan clenched his fists.

"Are you angry? Miss Ben is the best debater who has ever won a debate competition. If you refuse to accept it, continue."

After a few words, Bai Ziyan was speechless, and turned his head away angrily.

"Little boy, fuck me." Liu Muxue hummed a song and turned her head to wink at Ming Jing.

Seeing the stalemate in the atmosphere, Song Yinzhang felt that he needed to liven up the atmosphere, so he said, "We need to go to the TV station to pick up someone first."

Liu Muxue squinted her eyes: "Qu Feitai?"

Song Yinzhang nodded: "Did you guess it?"

Liu Muxue crossed her arms, "Fortunately, I think you are smart, the only one who can enter and leave the TV station is Qu Feitai."

Song Yinzhang smiled: "That's because you are too smart."

Liu Muxue glanced at him, and couldn't help curling her lips, "Was the banquet at Bo's family fun last night?"

Song Yinzhang raised his eyebrows: "You know?"

"Not only do I know, I also saw it." Liu Muxue snorted.

Bai Ziyan turned to look at her, and looked her up and down: "Where were you last night?"

"Why should I tell you?"

Time flies by as Bai Ziyan and Liu Muxue fight and quarrel.

The car drove to the side of the road opposite the gate of the TV station, and after a short wait, a tall man wrapped in a black down jacket and wearing a baseball cap appeared.

Even though he was wearing a mask and couldn't see his face clearly, the man's superior figure still made him the focus of attention.

"Is he Qu Feitai?"

A group of young girls raised their hand banners squatting in front of the TV station. Looking at the photos and slogans on the hand banners, they must be moths.

Seeing the man's back, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and rushed forward frantically after reacting.

The fans got the news that Qu Feitai was recording girl idols on the TV station last night. Because of an accident in the studio, it was delayed until the next day. The fans squatted in the cold wind all night, carrying the cold, tired and hungry. idol side.

Qu Feitai was like a moving piece of fat, followed by a pack of hungry wolves.

Bai Ziyan lay on the window and saw this scene, and happily slapped his legs.

Qu Feitai quickened his pace, took a step with his long legs, and jumped across the flower beds lightly and nimbly, with a chic and neat posture.

A group of girls were stopped by the flower bed, and they couldn't help shouting: "Qu Feitai... Qu Feitai."

Song Yinzhang couldn't help saying that he was going to pull the car door, but Bai Ziyan hurriedly stopped him: "Don't tell me, wait a minute, let me see how our big star will deal with this group of crazy fans, old bear, drive quickly." Bai Ziyan told the driver drive.

Song Yinzhang shook off his hand, frowned and said, "Xiao Bai, you're going too far, Xiao Fei will be angry."

Liu Muxue rolled her eyes: "It's really wicked."

Taking advantage of Bai Ziyan's inattention, he quickly opened the car door.

In the next moment, Qu Feitai stooped and stepped into the car with his long legs.

The door of the car was closed and they left in the dust. A group of screaming fans chased after the car and were gradually thrown away.

Liu Muxue greeted with a smile: "Hi handsome guy, I'm Ming Jing's best friend, my name is Liu Muxue."

Qu Feitai nodded, and when passing by Bai Ziyan, he stepped on his instep, and the next moment, Bai Ziyan screamed like a pig being slaughtered in the carriage.

"Qu Feitai, you murdered your own husband."

Qu Feitai raised his eyebrows and said flatly, "Sorry, I made a mistake."

Ming Jing raised his head, his eyes met, Qu Feitai smiled, his eyes seemed to be filled with light, as bright as morning stars.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

In fact, it was only a few days, but to Qu Feitai, seeing each other in one day was like three autumns, and it took several autumns.

He sat down beside Ming Jing, took off his baseball cap, and raised his hands to brush his thick and fluffy hair. It was shapeless, as if he had just woken up, and the black hair rushed out from between his fingers.

It's a pity not to shoot shampoo commercials with this hair.

Ming Jing took out a wet wipe from his bag and handed it to him, Qu Feitai was stunned.

Ming Jing pointed to his face.

Qu Feitai took the tissue and accidentally touched her fingertips, it was as cold as ice.

With his heart trembling, Qu Feitai calmly withdrew his hand and wiped his face with a wet towel.

There was a black spot on the wipes.

"I fell asleep on the dressing table while taking off my makeup after recording the show, maybe I accidentally rubbed my eyeliner at that time."

He spoke easily, but Ming Jing found fatigue in his eyes.

Ming Jing smiled, took off the prayer bead on his wrist, and handed it to him: "Look, what is this?"

Qu Feitai saw Ming Jing's lips through the circle in the middle of the beads.

Her lips are very beautiful, very small and a little thick, with a hint of girlishness in the classical style.

Now the lips moved up and down, speaking without sound.

Qu Feitai's consciousness became more and more blurred, and at the last moment of losing consciousness, the only thought flashed through his mind.

What does her lips smell like?

Liu Muxue asked in surprise, "Why did he suddenly become unconscious?"

Ming Jing took the thin blanket next to him and covered him, and said softly, "He's just too tired and fell asleep."

Liu Muxue ignored her, turned to look at Bai Ziyan, "Murder your own husband? I didn't see it, you are still a hidden G guy."

Bai Ziyan was so angry that he jumped his feet: "You are a G, your whole family is a G."

Liu Muxue said with a leisurely smile, "Look, I've become angry from embarrassment."

"Liu Muxue, I never hit women, don't let me relapse."

"Miss Ben, put your face here, hit me if you dare..."

The two quarreled to the sky, Qu Feitai was not affected at all, and fell asleep soundly.

Someone was overtaking, the driver slammed the steering wheel, Qu Feitai tilted his head, and fell on Ming Jing's shoulder.

Today is a beautiful day and the sun is shining brightly.

The winter sunlight penetrated the car window and bumped with the speed of the car, mischievously falling on the girl's shoulders.

The sleeping boy rubbed against the girl's arm, his thick eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyelids, quiet and beautiful like a beautiful oil painting.

I don't know what dreamed, the boy laughed.

Her lips smell like peaches, very sweet.

Later, Qu Feitai found out that her lips were cold.

It was the smell of snow, crystal clear but cold.

Overwhelming, suffocating despair.

As for Xiaofei, he is a poor child, please don't dislike him