Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 153 She Allowed Him to Think Crookedly
"Feng Beiting, I'm not just talking to you about Ling Feng.

Frankly speaking, I don't have that much sense of justice, and I don't feel guilty about what happened to him.

What really concerns me is our future. "

She lowered her head slowly, staring at the silver necklace around his neck in a daze, "You know me so well, you should know that I am not someone who will be bullied.

Whoever bullied me, even if I don't return it on the spot, I will definitely retaliate afterwards.

Really bullying, but I will take the initiative to ask you for help. "

Fearing that he might not believe it, she said again, "Look at that time between Ashley and Peng San, didn't I say nothing?"

Feng Beiting still didn't speak, but when Jiang Yimian heard it, he sighed softly.

After a moment of silence, he finally took a step back, "I will remember to ask your opinion before I act next time."

At the end, he said very forcefully, "This is the maximum."

No matter how much, it will definitely not work.

Jiang Yimian knew how to accept as soon as it was good, and nodded with a smile, "Yeah, that's enough."

I will continue to ask him if I need to...

"Okay, I'll cook the vegetables first, the oily smoke here will smoke you.

Wait for me outside, I'll take you back after dinner. "

"Ok?"

"What? I can't even send you off?" His tone changed immediately.

"..."

Jiang Yimian narrowed her eyes, thinking why this person can't listen to what others have to say.

"Didn't I just say that I would stay here tonight?"

"But I didn't choose that one."

"That was to lie to you. I didn't intend to leave." After saying that, Miss Jiang ran away in a hurry, and heard a "clang" sound from behind.

She guessed, it should be said that the rice shovel in Feng Beiting's hand fell to the ground.

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Jiang Yimian offered to stay overnight, but Feng Beiting was not surprised.

Jiang Yimian also allowed him to think crookedly.

But——

Some people don't allow it.

It was almost one o'clock in the morning, and the bar was full of music and dancing, and the lights were flickering.

Su Fu looked at the swaying figure under the light, tapped on the keyboard, deleted, deleted, and modified, and occasionally caught a glimpse of the head of the vanilla pudding displayed on the button, his eyes were gloomy.

With a "snap", she simply closed the laptop.

Just as she was about to go upstairs and open a room to sleep, a figure unexpectedly bumped into her sight.

It didn't matter, but Su Fu was so frightened that he almost broke the computer.

Jiang Zhuo!

why is he here !

Did he know that Jiang Yimian was here?
In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Su Fu's mind.

Probably good-looking people are more conspicuous...

In the blink of an eye, Jiang Zhuo also saw her.

He raised his foot and walked towards her, "Miss Su, you have come here after a whole day's work, don't you need to go home and rest?"

"Isn't Officer Jiang the same?" Su Fu retorted calmly.

The inner world is: ah ah ah ah ah ah!Do you want to call Little Skylark over, I really want them to be in the same frame!
"The case just ended, come and relax."

"Almost, I'm here to understand life." It's actually yy.

"Here?" Jiang Zhuo obviously questioned.

"There are tens of thousands of characters in a writer's writing, and the premise of being able to count and create characters is to observe the characters first." She glanced at the drunken people at the bar and the people sweating profusely on the dance floor, and said quietly, "There are all kinds of people in the bar, and everyone has their own story."

It is convenient for her yy.

But she didn't say the latter sentence.

Jiang Zhuo only heard the previous ones, and he admired her professionalism.

"Then don't delay your creation, I'll go have a drink first."

"Please."

She also happened to be inspired by YY.

Turning on the computer again, she began typing "cracklingly". This time, Jiang Fengmian's profile picture seemed to be more pleasing to her eyes.

Jiang Zhuo sat in front of the bar and ordered a glass of wine, from time to time his eyes swept over Su Fu who was not far away.

Of course he didn't really come to have fun.

Although the case was over, he always felt that he seemed to be missing something.

He intuitively felt that Su Fu was the one that made him feel weird.

It was also because it was just a hunch without any basis, so he drove here alone without telling anyone.

After receiving the wine from the bartender, Jiang Zhuo gave him some tips like every man who comes here to hunt for sex, and then asked, "Does that girl over there often come to your place?"

The bartender took the money unceremoniously, thanked her politely, and then replied, "Almost every night, but she rarely drinks and never dances.

Sometimes I just sit there in a daze, and sometimes I work like this. "

"No man asked her out?"

"How could it not be!" The bartender chuckled, "In order to help her drive people away, I alarmed the security several times."

"Such a big face..."

Jiang Zhuo pretended to be very interested in Su Fu, "If you take such good care of her, is she a friend of your boss?"

"Actually, other people's security guards would also be dispatched, after all, this is Muse, no disturbances are allowed.

However, she does seem to know the boss. "

"Who is your boss?" Jiang Zhuo wanted to test whether he would tell the truth.

The bartender chuckled and shook his head, "We all call him Mr. Zhou."

Jiang Zhuo nodded.

The behind-the-scenes owner of the Muse Bar is Zhou Cheng, who is in his fifties and is very shrewd and smooth.

This bar is just a facade, his real way of getting money is not this at all.

The anti-narcotics team has been watching him for a long time, but unfortunately he is too cunning to be caught by them.

It seems that what the bartender said is quite credible.

After taking a sip of the wine, Jiang Zhuo asked again, "Is there a room for people to rest up here?"

The bartender smiled knowingly, "Of course."

"Thank you."

From the corner of the eye, he saw Su Fu going upstairs, Jiang Zhuo drank the wine in his glass, stood up and followed her upstairs.

He saw Su Fu pressing the elevator on the top floor, and he followed suit, but was stopped by someone when he got out of the elevator, "Sorry, sir, this floor is a private space, and outsiders are not allowed to enter at will."

"Private space?" Jiang Zhuo raised his eyebrows.

Su Fu's private space?
"The woman who just went in is called Su Fu. Please tell her for me that the friend I ran into downstairs just now wanted to ask her for a drink, and asked her if she would give her face."

The security guard showed hesitation, but he still turned on the walkie-talkie and obeyed.

A few minutes later, Su Fu came out from the room at the end of the corridor, with his usual cold face, as if he would never smile.

"Officer Jiang, the salary of the police shouldn't be too low, so why ask for a drink?"

"No way." Jiang Zhuo spread his hands, "If you don't say that, why would you come out?"

"Please."

"Thank you." Nodding slightly, Jiang Zhuo walked forward behind her.

Standing at the door of the room, he was somewhat surprised.

This is an overly cozy room, so cozy that it feels like home.

"No wonder you are still here at this time, so this is your home..." Looking around, Jiang Zhuo found that there is a study room and a kitchen.

The doors of each room are wide open, and almost everything can be seen at a glance.

Apart from--

Bedroom cloakroom.

At this moment, Feng Beiting and Jiang Yimian, who were supposed to be studying the mystery of the origin of human life on the big bed in the bedroom, were hiding behind the door of the cloakroom.

He got the news as soon as Jiang Zhuo came. Of course, if he doesn't want to, he can't let him in.

But doing so will undoubtedly only deepen his doubts, and he will cling to this place even more.

That being the case, it is better to open the door and let him see enough.

The price is that the duckling that reaches the mouth really flies...

Thinking of this, Feng Beiting pressed Jiang Yimian against the door from behind, and bit her viciously on the back of the neck.

This love talk is too bad.

"Mianmian, why do we have an affair every day!"

Hearing this, Jiang Yimian blocked him with what he said before, "Isn't this exactly what you wished, exciting!"

"..."

It's always so exciting, and the heart can't stand it after a long time.

The body can't stand it either.

"oops!"

"Hush—" Feng Beiting covered her mouth, worried that Jiang Zhuo would hear, "What's wrong?"

"I forgot to take the thousand paper cranes I just folded!" Jiang Yimian looked terrified.

When he woke up, she started to origami when she had nothing to do. At that time, she put it on the coffee table. Just now she was only busy putting away her clothes and shoes, and forgot about the origami crane.

In contrast, Feng Beiting was much calmer.

In other words, he didn't get what she was afraid of.

how?

Is it afraid that the thousand paper cranes will suddenly fly away?

"I used the special origami that I put in my pocket before. There are patterns of little skulls and little cherries on it. My third brother specially entrusted someone to design and print it out for me." That is to say, there is only one copy, Seeing paper is like seeing her.

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　　ps: four more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)