Hurry...

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

The initiator was slowly putting down the drink cup: "Sorry, my hand slipped."

"Feng Wang!!"

Fang Li roared angrily.

The sound is slightly louder.

The guests who didn't pay attention to it were all here, and they all looked over at this time.

Fang Li looked back and found that everyone was in a state of embarrassment.

However, when he turned around, there was still Feng Wang there, only a door next to him slowly closed.

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

They stood in the corner, and no one saw Feng Wangpouing his drink.

Fang Li left in a panic.

Feng Wang couldn't figure it out, and Fang Li suffered a loss every time he came over, and he didn't know why he still had to come forward to him.

You can't like yourself, right?

Huh...

Feng Wang was shocked by this idea and got goosebumps.

Dingdong—

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

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

[Chu Zheng: Come out.]

The light from the mobile phone screen hits the man's face, outlining his outlines as picturesque and illusory as beautiful as it is.

Her slender and fair fingertips were placed on the edge of the phone and moved slightly for a long time.

finally.

The man's fingers moved.

In the quiet corridor, typing sounds sounded.

[The Invincible Commander of the Universe: What to do when you go out?]

[Chu Zheng: Eat.]

-

The night is silent and the lights are bright.

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

After a moment, he seemed to find the target, lowered his head and walked to a car very quickly, opened the door and went up.

Feng Wang stood in the dark, with a sarcastic curve on the corner of his mouth.

He leaned against the cold glass and lowered his head to touch his phone. As soon as he took out the phone, footsteps suddenly sounded in front of him.

"What are you doing when standing here?"

A clear voice followed.

Feng Wang's movements were slightly stiff.

After adjusting his expression, Feng Wang looked up.

The girl came stepping on the moonlight, and her slender and thin shadows were cast on the ground. The black and white tunic skirt outlined her perfect curves, and she burst into beautiful curves while walking.

The night is scattered.

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

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

"Watch the show."

"Does it look good?"

The shadows came over, and Feng Wang seemed to feel the pressure.

The clear aura on girls is also particularly obvious.

Feng Wang took a deep breath and said slowly: "Of course the show is good, otherwise why do we actors need?"

Chu Zheng coldly slandered: "You are not an actor."

Feng Wang frowned and expressed dissatisfaction: "Why don't you count?"

Chu Zheng: "You are a vase."

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

Feng Wang snorted coldly, lifted his foot and left.

Chu Zheng: "..."

This is not what I sealed.

What should I hum with me?

Is my acting skills awkward, so don’t let others say anything about it?!

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

That tone seemed to be coaxing him.

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

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

"...You are my financial backer now, can I refuse?" Feng Wang pulled back his hand, held his wrist, and looked at Chu Zheng's gaze.

The moonlight shone on the clear eyes of the girl opposite, as if a layer of broken diamonds were covered, so dazzling that it makes people unable to see their eyes open.

-

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

"Little junior sister, why do you think I like to drink porridge?" Feng Wang asked in despair.

"The doctor said you want to drink more porridge."

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

"The last time I took you to the hospital, the attending doctor said." Chu Zheng said for granted.

“…”

Feng Wang's head was against the car window and she had no desire to live.

After a while, he said weakly: "Little Junior Sister, that's my stomach disease, and the doctor said that, my stomach is fine now!" What kind of porridge are you drinking!!

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

Feng Wang's eyes swept over, and there was a sharp edge hidden in his dark eyes.

The alarm bell in Chu Zheng's mind was lit up wildly.

Calm.

Not square.

Under Feng Wang's slightly vigilant gaze, Chu Zheng calmly changed her words: "Why do you have so many problems? Drink porridge and keep healthy, drink it!"

The girl looked at him fiercely.

Feng Wang frowned slightly, his eyes circling on Chu Zheng, as if he was sure that Chu Zheng was just a trash.

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

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

Feng Wang blurted out: "Hotpot."

Chu Zheng took out her cell phone, Feng Wang watched her press three numbers on her cell phone.

"What are you doing when you call 120?"

"Reserve a ward for you."

Feng Wang's stomach disease is already very serious and he still wants to eat hot pot, why don't he go to heaven?

Feng Wang: "..."

Finally, Feng Wang finished drinking the porridge under the threat of Chu Zheng's fierceness.

After the hot porridge was over, Feng Wang felt that his stomach, which was already a little uncomfortable just now, was being relieved.
To be continued...