Chapter 1282 The innocent bamboo horse is a bit sweet (37)
If you have to do enough dramas and make outsiders look flawless, you will have to make a big money.
Cheng Feifei drank several sips of salty sea water cruelly, and coughed so hard that she choked, but she still didn't forget to slap the boy, "Help, save me..."
Jealousy is a woman's nature.
Didn’t you say that you would never act too ambiguous with other women and make your girlfriend jealous?
So, if your girlfriend saw with her own eyes today and you hugged me, even if it was just an emergency to save the drowning person, there would be a gap in her heart.
Cheng Feifei thought about revenge in her heart.
Unexpectedly, the beautiful boy who was half wet in the water, outlining a beautiful body like an angel suddenly slid back, lowered his long eyelashes, and said without looking at him:
"Sorry, men and women don't get along with each other."
It was clear that I stood by and watched.
Even, as if she was afraid that she would suddenly pounce on her and entangle her, she would retreat for a while.
Cheng Feifei: "..."
She was stunned for a second.
This person...
He is so indifferent to her that he is so ruthless!
Her heart was trembling, filled with complex emotions of love and hatred.
But, when the play is done here, you have to do everything—
"Help, I..." Just as he opened his mouth and spit out a few words, Cheng Feifei's face suddenly changed, showing a painful expression, and her beautiful face looked a little distorted, "...my legs hurt."
This time it's true!
Not pretending!
So people really cannot lie.
Lies are really easy to be...rewarded in this life!
Cheng Feifei was swaying in the sea for so long, and now she really turned into a leg cramp, and she couldn't help but panic. When she pretended to drown, she calculated accurately in her mind and could still maintain a certain beauty of a girl, but now...
He was really panicked and shouting help.
Afraid of being drowned.
I don't care about any image.
There is no beauty at all.
In the end, Cheng Feifei was rescued by a foreign man. She was carried to a beach covered with fine golden sand in a miserable way, and her mouth-to-mouth... artificial respiration.
Cheng Feifei coughed out a few sips of water, opened her eyes in a daze and saw that the boy took his girlfriend to the shore, holding a thick and large snow-white towel in both hands, wrapped the wet girl in, rubbing her hair and water stains on her body, her movements were gentle and exuding a drowning smell.
The couple stood not far from her. The deep blue sea was sparkling, and the light golden sunlight fell on the boy. The ink-colored hair on his head was hung with crystal water droplets, and it slid into the white collarbone along his beautiful side face...
Like a boy walking out of a comic.
He lowered his head, and from the tips of his eyebrows to the corners of his lips, he was gentle.
Cheng Feifei was almost bleeding from her lower lip, and she was still clamoring in her ears: "Beautiful Miss Dongfang, are you okay..."
Cheng Feifei had no choice but to withdraw her gaze, forcefully squeezed out a reluctant smile, gritted her teeth and thanked: "thankyou."
But I was vomiting to death.
I wish I could raise my hand and wipe my mouth clean immediately.
This damn smelly man dared to take the opportunity to stick out his tongue!
Her first kiss was gone!
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"...Do you know the drowning Chinese girl?" Fenghua asked in a towel.
Zhuma answered without thinking, "I don't know each other."
Yan Che did not lie.
Even though Cheng Feifei angrily showed her presence in front of him, he didn't even remember the name.
Yan Che thought about it.
It seems to be called...
Chapter completed!