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Chapter 263 I Can't Escape From Your Palm

Ye Zhenting's slightly narrowed eyes, a cold light flashing, but he did not move at all...

But, one hand took out a new phone from his pocket and whirled it in his palm!

"Where is the cell phone?"

Feng Qianxue ran for more than 200 meters before she realized that she didn't bring her cell phone. Today she gave all the cash she had on Ye Zhenting, and now she was penniless.

She looked up and looked around. This was the place where she lived for more than fifty kilometers...

Walking back is impossible.

She can't go back without a cell phone or money. What should she do?

It is already late at night now, and there are only the convenience store that is open 24 hours a day and has its doors open, while other stores are all closed.

There is no place to hide.

Moreover, there is no shared phone number, and no taxi.

so……

Feng Qianxue let out a long sigh, turned around and went back.

Forget it, being tossed by the night devil is better than being displaced outside.

...

"Sir, what brand of sanitary napkin do you want?" the aunt waiter asked enthusiastically.

"Whatever." Ye Zhenting glanced at his watch. At most, the woman would definitely be back after three minutes.

"Sir, do you want to use it for night or daily use?" asked the aunt waiter.

"Everything is OK." Ye Zhenting frowned irritably.

"Then, do you need wings or don't?" the aunt waiter asked again.

Ye Zhenting raised his hand to cover his forehead, and he felt a headache: "Just do the same."

"Something is the same?" asked the aunt waiter, "Are you going to have the same brand and every type, or are you going to have the same wings as those without the wings? Or..."

"Shut up!" Ye Zhenting finally couldn't stand it anymore and was about to attack.

"Sir, if you don't explain it clearly, I don't know what you want..."

The aunt waiter was still asking carefully.

Ye Zhenting's fists were already clenched.

"In the era of pure cotton, night use, one pack, thank you!"

A familiar voice came, and finally broke the embarrassing situation.

Feng Qianxue saw the scene just now at the door and felt a complicated and unspeakable feeling in her heart...

It turned out that he got out of the car to buy sanitary napkins for her, and she was actually thinking about running away.

The aunt was stunned for a moment, pointed at Ye Zhenting and asked, "Where are you together?"

"Yes." Feng Qianxue nodded and held Ye Zhenting's arm intimately.

Ye Zhenting stared at her coldly and asked in a low voice: "Didn't you run away?"

"Anyway, I can't run out of your palm." Feng Qianxue grimaced at him, took the sanitary napkin handed over by the waiter, and pushed him, "Give it money!"

Ye Zhenting took a stack of cash from his exit bag and threw it to the cash register, then pulled Feng Qianxue away.

After getting into the car, Feng Qianxue looked at the aunt's scarves and laughed out loud: "I didn't expect you to buy something for me, I thought..."

"Shut up!" Ye Zhenting was a little annoyed and didn't want to speak.

Feng Qianxue understood that he grew up so old, probably the first time he went to a convenience store to buy things, or to buy women's supplies. He ended up being regarded as a robber and finally being questioned by an aunt...

At this moment, he must be very aggrieved.

Ye Zhenting drove to Fengyun Hotel, an old place, and an old room.

Push Feng Qianxue into the bathroom, throw her aunt's towel, and pull up the bathroom door.

Then go to the shower room to take a shower.

Feng Qianxue took a comfortable and warm bath and found that she had already prepared her clothes to change her clothes, disinfected at high temperatures, and felt warm when she wore them.

But she still had dysmenorrhea and felt chill all over.

Wrapped in a bathrobe, I found Ye Zhenting leaning against the sofa in a bathrobe, and started drinking again.

"Why are you drinking again?"

Feng Qianxue said something and lay on the bed, wrapped tightly in the quilt.

"Come here!" Ye Zhenting ordered.

"I'm so tired..." Feng Qianxue held the pillow and curled up in the quilt.

Ye Zhenting turned his head to look at her, and saw her curled up in a ball, trembling in the quilt, and frowned...


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