Holy shit, he just left like that? Where’s the car? Is he crazy?
"What about the car?"
"I already gave the policeman money and asked him to send it to me for repairs."
I'm so sorry, you asked the police to repair his car? He's really awesome. He and I were walking on the road. This was the first time he and I strolled on the road like this. This feeling made me feel very comfortable.
, I felt a little closer to him, but I was also very unhappy mentally, because why didn’t he ask me to beat that woman, and why did he give them money?
"Hey, let me ask you, why didn't you tell me to hit that woman?"
"If you can guarantee that you won't get hurt, you can hit her as you like." His words were very cold, but after they reached my ears, I felt very warm. Indeed, the first time I fought against the Feng Organization, he
He yelled to stop, and when he hit Wang Li for the second time, he ignored her because I was holding the bastard at that time. This time, I could actually beat the woman, but I might not be able to get away without any damage.
"I'm asking you, why do you want to give them money? It's obvious that they are using you as a scapegoat."
"They are just ordinary citizens. If money can solve the problem, I don't want to fight with them."
.........Indeed, those people are just ordinary people, but after he said this, I felt that he didn't seem like a gangster, because the gangsters I saw in the movie were not like him. Could it be?
Is this the legendary person who did great things?
"Also, let me ask you..." Before I could finish asking this question, he gently covered my mouth with his hand. In fact, I wanted to ask him what he had not finished saying in the car just now.
Sweating.
"You have too many questions. Now it's time for me to ask you, why did you hit that woman?" His voice was very soft, and after he finished asking me, he put down the hand covering my mouth.
"Don't you have heterosexual mysophobia? That woman is forcing you so much, and you can't hit her, because she is a woman after all, but she looks like she wants to hit you."
"When did you think so much about me?" After he finished saying this, he looked at me tenderly, with a soft smile on his face.
But his question really made me unable to answer. Yes, why should I help him? He is indeed kind to me sometimes, but he also often loses his temper with me. Logically speaking, at this time I should
It's right to leave him alone, but why did I get out of the car???
"Thank you for last night's dinner." This was a complete lie, because I couldn't answer his question. I really didn't know why I thought so much about him.
But after he heard my answer, his soft face seemed to turn cold again, and the cold face was still mixed with disappointment.
He stopped on the side of the road and stopped a taxi with his hand, but my bad intentions were at work again.
"Let's stop being taxis."
"Then where do you want to sit?"
"Shall we take the bus? How about it?" Hehe, hehe, Feng Jingchen, I have imagined before that your calm personality and fair face suddenly became embarrassed and rosy because you didn't have any change. Haha, cool!
"Oh." He still nodded calmly, but after a while he couldn't be so calm anymore.
He and I stopped at the bus stop. After a while, the bus to school arrived. My plan started. I got on the bus first and invested 3 yuan. Then he followed me. I immediately put my head in the bus.
He turned back and stared at his expression.
He took out a thousand yuan bill from his wallet and put it into the coin box: "I don't have any change." He said calmly and walked next to me: "Find a seat."
Suddenly I fell into petrification. I saw the looks from the driver to the passengers in the car. They seemed to be saying, this man is a prince, so elegant. In fact, he is a devil, and he is very violent. It is really useless.
Come to think of it, he didn't seem nervous at all when inserting the coins, and it felt like it wasn't his first time doing a bus.
I followed him helplessly and found a double seat in the car.
"Is this your first time taking a minibus?" I asked him tentatively.
"No, before I was 12 years old, I took a minibus to school." There was indifference and sadness in his words.
But his answer surprised me, or not. He is very rich, but he actually knows how to cook. So if he said that he had been taking minibuses before he was 12 years old, I would really believe him, and I would know.
Why didn't he take the minibus after he turned 12? It was because the minibus was always crowded during peak hours, and it was normal for him to rub against women's bodies. I discovered that he was not as condescending as I thought. It turned out that he was also