I Really Didn’t Want to be a Savior

"Nothing else, you seem to be crying."

Zhong Lei wiped his hands to himself, to see that his hands were also covered with cream, but there was no taboo. He raised his hands and wiped him again.

While gently wiping him with a slender finger and a tissue, she quibbled: "It's nothing. You know that all of us who are creative are full of emotions. Suddenly we feel sentimental. What are you doing here?" "

Chen Feng casually said, "Thinking about something is a bit too much."

To cover up, he lowered his head and licked the ice cream in his hand. It was cool, sweet, and slightly familiar.

Zhong Lei's appearance is the same as him.

"Really, I just saw you sitting here and bought ice cream over there. I wanted to wait for you to be refreshed. How can I know that you have been staying so long. It is almost a classic strawberry cheese flavor that is difficult to buy."

Chen Feng was stunned, his pupils contracted suddenly, and he was stunned.

Strawberry cheese.

Zheng Ye also bowed his head to lick the ice cream, and at the same time he glanced at Zhong Lei's heart.

She suddenly felt that the things in her hands were not sweet.

Zhong Lei's temperament is simple and complex.

When Chen Feng first talked to her for the first time, an ambiguous sentence quickly angered her, so that her attitude was extremely bad.

At that time, she didn't care about Chen Feng's ideas at all, so she didn't bother to think about it, and she seemed to have a low EQ.

Later, when Chen Feng taught her how to fight against Lin Youde and Zhou A, and turned the other party's secret into her own use, she also behaved very slowly.

If she is faced with people and things that she doesn't care about and doesn't want to know, she can't turn her head quickly, it's easy to think of ways, and her speeches are unconsidered, often making the reporters who interviewed her miserable.

But this does not mean that she is stupid, but she only focuses on what she wants to pay attention to.

If it is the things and people she cares about, the situation will become very different. She is extremely keen, quick to respond, and the Double Chamber of Commerce is astonishingly high.

Once she only cared about music, now there is another Chen Feng.

Countless chaotic thoughts flashed across her mind.

Lu Wei? Qin Lu? Chen Li? He Jiaqi?

Those unrestrained newcomers who want to use his body to change songs with him?

impossible!

With his own understanding of this, this is absolutely impossible!

He is not such a person, I will not look away.

What happened to my feeling just now?

illusion?

I care so much about him that I am too nervous?

It must be so!

Besides, now we have no certain relationship, what qualifications do I have for him to be so wide?

And with his character, if he really made a decision, would he tell me frankly?

If he is really that kind of person, I have confessed to this, will he not touch me in that respect?

So he is obviously not a person who can't stand temptation.

Although Zhong Lei had no experience, after all, he also sang in the night scene, and was often harassed by the mad bee and butterfly.

Before she returned to Hanzhou to start her singing career, Meng Wanyue, a friend of her girlfriends, gave her a lot of knowledge about how to prevent stinky men in order to prevent her from being cheated.

She knew her attraction to the opposite sex.

He can resist his own active offensive, so he can certainly resist 99.99% of the women in the world.

His strong competitor beside him?

Zhong Lei thought about it, just Lu Wei.

But although she and Lu Wei didn't communicate much, they felt a little sorry for each other at first sight and knew each other well.

She knew that Lu Wei was not that kind of person.

As for Chen Feng's other social circles?

Zhong Lei thought for a while, the two lived together and did not see too much contact with anyone.

Even if he arrived in Los Angeles, he knew what he was doing in China.

So, he is not like it, really not.

It must have been my own crankiness.

After Chen Feng's recovery, he saw Zhong Lei's thoughtful daze, inexplicable, but thought it was impossible,

He swallowed secretly and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhong Lei recovered, barely smiling, "No, nothing."

She added ice cream again, okay, and started to sweeten again.

"Really nothing?"

"Really not."

"Oh, oh." Chen Feng nodded. "It's not too late. I came here today to see how you are preparing for the octave and help you find the feeling. Let's practice songs?"

Chen Feng did think so.

After he passed this time, he didn’t listen to the final “Eight Stress”. Since he had the goods in his heart, he felt that it was necessary for him to help her to squeeze it and tune it as soon as possible to achieve the ultimate ultimate effect. Save at least a month or two.

In addition, he had to take a look at how to deal with the "new song" written by six other Zhong Lei, such as "You Think I Am Not Here".

Zhong Lei's mentality slowly adjusted, "Well, I asked Teacher Lesna to practice together at 7:30 in the evening."

Chen Feng took a look at Rolex. "We are going to your dormitory for more than an hour. I will listen to you."

Having finished speaking, he took the first step forward.

Zhong Lei, who was behind him, looked up and laughed loudly.

Chen Feng turned blankly, "What's wrong?"

Zhong Lei pointed to his back and laughed, "Are you going to tease me?"

"what happened?"

Chen Feng continued to scratch his hair.

Zhong Lei rushed up, carefully pulled the back of his black casual clothes, and pulled him in front of him to show him.

Chen Feng stared.

Zhong Lei pulled up his sleeve again, pointing to the white piece under his elbow. "It's finished. Is it over a hundred thousand sets of Zegna, Gee, don't you feel distressed?"

Chen Feng raised his hand to hold the heart nest.

This is uncomfortable.

Although he is rich now, he has become too fast and has not enjoyed a luxury life. He hasn't been able to escape from the psychology of the poor generation, and his heart has really hurt.

He looked back at the chair, only to find a sign in front of it.

The brand says "Freshpaint".

Chen Feng: Gan.

Zhong Lei looked at his depressed look, but he was more happy, "Look at you, you look in your black clothes and sit on a white paint chair, and now you are free to become a prince of zebra. Others are all princes to pick up, how? Will you become a zebra when you leave me here?"

Chen Feng: "You... Hi! I really am."

There is a full-length mirror at the door of the dormitory building of Mason College. The two walked up to the mirror, and Chen Feng turned to look behind his back. It was really a zebra as Zhong Lei said.

His heartbroken hands spread, "Come on, Prince Zebra is also a prince anyway."

"Okay, don't be stubborn, go to my dormitory first. I asked the dormitory life assistant to help me buy a set of men's clothes. How do you dress like this?"

Chen Feng nodded again, "Well."

When going up the stairs, Zhong Lei secretly looked at him from time to time.

After discovering that the expensive Zegna had just been tarnished, the moment when he felt distressed, it made her feel like she was back in the apartment when she first met him.

There is some witty humor in the ordinary.

It's incredible. No one will believe that a man with a billions of dollars in his worth will feel bad because he ruined a suit of more than 100,000 yuan.

At that moment, his tense soul seemed to relax again.

But soon, as the silence swept through again, Zhong Lei felt that the heavy feeling in Chen Feng's body was back.

His soul seemed to turn into a clenched fist.

Zhong Lei really wanted to grab him by the shoulder and ask him desperately, what are you thinking in your heart, can you be pressed like this?

Just now he thought that the problem was more amazing?

The smell of paint is so big, and the big piece of paint that hasn't dried up hasn't even noticed. I just sat down as long as I was sitting for so long, revealing that shape.

In fact, as early as a few months ago, Zhong Lei gradually noticed Chen Feng's changes.

It's just that these feelings have become stronger recently, and Zhong Lei doesn't know that he has become sensitive, or that strange temperament in Chen Feng's body is gradually losing control.

When did he start to change?

Zhong Lei thought about it, probably from the moment he began to create and gradually showed his talents.

Zhong Lei thought, the more talented person, the closer to the direction of the lunatic?

Chen Feng began to split his personality?

No, I won't be busy when I get to the dormitory later, so I have to ask clearly.

Chen Feng, who was walking in front of her, also thought secretly. Just now, Zhong Lei's thoughtful look was terrifying. She subconsciously saw a sharp look in her eyes, and her eyes seemed to pierce her pupils.

Zhong Lei's talent is terrible, this meticulous observation is terrible, and looking back is more defensive.

In case she sees something, no matter what she sees, it may cause unpredictable consequences.

Empiricism tells Chen Feng that for the sake of stability, he is still careful to make Wannian ship~www.ltnovel.com~ two people into the bedroom.

Zhong Lei closed the door with his backhand, slammed Chen Feng's back, and shouted, "Chen Feng!"

Chen Feng shook his whole body and quickly turned back, "Hey, what's the matter."

Zhong Lei looked straight at him, "You're distracted again."

"Nothing."

"If you don't distract you, what do you do so loudly? Tell me."

Chen Feng pretends to be a fool, "What do you say?"

"Tell me what is in your heart. If you don't say something clearly today, don't think of it!"

Zhong Lei really locked the fingerprint lock backhand, hands on hips, awe-inspiring.

With her large movements, her long hair fluttered and became more powerful.

Yes, the little woman disappeared, and she returned to the mode of a brash woman who once slapped Zhou A without changing her face.

Due to the characteristics of this lock, it can't be opened without her fingerprint.

Chen Feng turned his head and looked at the balcony outside the living room behind him, pinching his fingers, the floor was not high.

As a professional player with rich experience in jumping from the building, he said that there is no pressure, but it will be too shocking.

But the last time the delta wing rescued people could barely use common sense to explain, which was a bit excessive when jumping from the ground without damage.

It seems that this catastrophe cannot be avoided, and he began to think seriously and conceive the language.

Zhong Lei embraced her chest with both hands and leaned against the door of the room. I looked at you with any tricks.

However, she looks pretty rough on the surface, but in fact she was a little nervous.

"Last night I had a long nightmare. It was very real and a little bit inaccessible."

Chen Feng thought hard for a moment and finally said so.

How can Zhong Lei believe in him, "Nonsense, I believe you are a ghost, do you look like a nightmare?"