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Chapter 183 Chapter 181 Chapter 80s, Ome, you are poisonous (19)

In less than 13 minutes, the boss ate delicious chicken and rice.

Broken God asked curiously: [Xiao Luoluo, did you use beauty?Why is the delivery so fast today? 】

Didn't he just say that it's lunch time and he's busy downstairs?

Yun Luo didn't take it seriously, pulled the chicken and rice, and spread the BB machine on the table.

A read text message was sent out above: "The kind that gives you a five-dollar tip."

"Okay, Miss Sister will be there in 15 minutes, no, I will be there in 10 minutes."

At the critical moment, it is still more reliable to deliver steamed stuffed buns than the wild men raised at home.

When Zhang Feng went out in the morning, he said that he would come back to cook in the evening.

But it's late at night... He still hasn't come back, not even a single text message flashed from the BB machine.

"Brother Feng, you seem to be drunk. Are you feeling hot and panicking? I can help you out." Jiang Jing leaned over with ease.

Others don't know the efficacy of the medicine in the wine, but Jiang Jing knows it well.

This time Zhang Feng will definitely be grateful to her, it is necessary.

She still has enough confidence in her body.

After years of fighting on the battlefield, her skills and combat experience are still remarkable.

Dealing with a young boy like Zhang Feng is still easy.

Zhang Feng didn't appreciate it, and violently pushed away the body that was coming up, although the cold breath coming from that body made his heart feel like a cat scratched.

But no matter how nice the woman in front of him was, he didn't want it.

Love is like picking up stones on the shore. If you find the one you think is the most beautiful, keep it safe and never go to that shore again.

Yunluo... Yunluo is the best, Zhang Feng blushed and murmured.

Regardless of everything, he stumbled out and ran out. He must not let Jiang Jing succeed.

Seeing Zhang Feng's distressed appearance, Jiang Jing showed a contemptuous smile at the corner of his mouth.

Now that he was still drinking the wine in the dead of night, he still wanted to escape from her Wuzhi Mountain?
Stepping on her slender high-heeled shoes, she chased after him resolutely.

She didn't believe it anymore, that medicine could bring down even a strong tiger, and it couldn't even deal with a weak scholar.

After Zhang Feng ran for more than ten meters, his vision was a little blurred, and even looking back at the river scene that was getting closer and closer, double images appeared.

Jiang Jing also stopped Zhang Feng and slowed down, the poor boy wanted to see how she dealt with him.

Zhang Feng took a deep breath and jumped into the icy river without hesitation.

The river water in winter is creepy at first glance, let alone soaking in it.

"Okay, you have the guts." On the bank, Jiang Jing stomped his feet angrily.

In the imperial capital, as long as she is willing, what kind of man does not have, this Zhang Feng really doesn't know what to do.

She glanced contemptuously at Zhang Feng, who was struggling in the water, and snorted coldly.

Immediately walked away on high heels, not even caring about Zhang Feng who was still soaking in the cold water.

If you can't get it, let him destroy it, rather than being ridiculed by such a man.

Fortunately, Fatty, who was on the night shift, happened to pass by, and asked people to work together to pick up Zhang Feng.

Seeing that Zhang Feng's whole body was on fire, he was rushed to the hospital without stopping.

The doctor gave him a sedative, and he calmed down.

"The doctor said that this forbidden drug is quite strong, but I didn't expect you to be stronger than it." Fatty joked.

When filling out the application, he knew that Zhang Luo and Zhang Feng had come to this city.

He did not hesitate to fill in this city, but his grades were not satisfactory compared to the imperial capital, which is full of talents.

In the end, I reluctantly went to a low-level university, and after graduation, I also found a sales job in this city.

Although the life is stretched, but there is no desire to go back to that small town, maybe because he is used to the place with Zhang Luo and Zhang Feng.

Although he rarely disturbed their lives.

Seeing that Zhang Feng didn't speak, Fatty added: "I don't think Miss Jiang will let you go easily. What are you going to do in the future?"

As a real estate salesman, he has also heard about the power of the Jiang family.

Ms. Jiang was the last time he had a meeting with Zhang Feng. After hearing Zhang Feng talk about it, he just started to pay attention.

It doesn't matter if you don't inquire about it, but if you inquire about what Jiang Jing has done, you will be dumbfounded.

Rich people really play heartbeat.

Zhang Feng lowered his head and did not answer Big Fatty's question.

It was as if he didn't even hear Big Fatty's rambling.

Fatty looked at Zhang Feng's empty eyes, and stood up from the chair a little uneasy.

He reached out and touched his forehead, and said: "The doctor said that it will be fine once the effect of the medicine wears off, and there will be no sequelae.

But you jumped into the river and injured your leg. The doctor said you would stay in the hospital for a few days. "

"Don't talk about this matter so that she won't worry about it." Zhang Feng finally said.

Fatty hesitated for a moment, but nodded.

Zhang Feng's lunch on the second day was still a takeaway ordered by Da Fatty downstairs.

Fatty filled the two-layer bento boxes to the brim.

One layer is filled with dumplings, and the other layer is filled with rice and a few pieces of fish.

Fatty has never been obsessed with braised pork since he was a child, and even resisted it a little.

Maybe he was afraid of eating, so he took it for granted and didn't give Zhang Feng braised pork.

"Where's the braised pork?" Zhang Feng said while picking up a piece of fish in the bento box.

"I thought you were afraid of eating too." Fatty said with some embarrassment.

After all, in the three years of high school, Yun Luo never ate alone, and always forced Zhang Feng to leave a few dollars.

"Luoluo likes to eat, and I will never get tired of eating it." Zhang Feng put the fish in his mouth in disgust.

The taste is the same as chewing wax, not as delicious as Zhang Luo's instant noodles.

When Zhang Feng said this, he stretched his neck unconsciously, looking behind Fatty.

When he saw that there was no one behind him, his eyes immediately dimmed.

"You told me not to tell Luoluo. I didn't tell her, so you might not be able to expect her."

Big Fatty looked at Zhang Feng who was not speaking right and explained.

"Oh!"

Zhang Feng didn't know why he was so lost, obviously he himself didn't let Zhang Luo know.

But now it seems that I am looking forward to seeing her figure.

Even missing, that girl said she was not feeling well last night, and she doesn't know what's going on today...

He had promised to bring her something to eat last night.

Zhang Luo sleeps in a daze until the third o'clock in the morning, when he wakes up.

Because the curtains were not drawn, the sun shone in a bit harshly, and it took her a long time to get used to it before opening her eyes.

"Dog, he didn't come home last night."

There was a hint of disappointment in Yun Luo's tone, and it was agreed that she would bring braised elbows to her last night.

But no one saw it, nor did the elbow.

But Er Gouzi felt that Yun Luo was so angry, not because he didn't come back, but because he didn't bring back braised elbows.

Because the boss had a fever last night, it was still a bit difficult to hold the chopsticks with both hands.

I simply took a spoon and ate the leftover takeaway from last night without even warming it up.

[Xiao Luoluo, do you think that if Zhang Feng and the girl of luck went off, would you be sad? 】

The Broken God had already been completed, and to see the ever-lasting drama of the scumbag male and female supporting role, the result was not as written in the script.

Zhang Feng actually jumped into the icy river for the name preservation festival.

Could it be that the son of luck has been with Yun Luo for a long time, and his brain is not working well?
"Tell me, dog, should I teach them a lesson!" Zhang Luo said casually.

The leftover soup from last night was not tasty, and Zhang Luo couldn't swallow it after stirring it a few times.

Although he slept all night, his feet were still as if they were stepping on cotton. The boss didn't want to go downstairs to buy, so he ordered another takeaway decisively.

"I want to smoke a cigarette, dog."

(End of this chapter)