Fast time travel: the abuse of scum

Chapter 214 The King of the Nightclub 22
"You go too..." Wen Chun looked at King.

The king was just stunned for a moment, then showed a wounded but strong look, with a fragile smile on his face, like an abandoned person, and slowly left...

Chen Qingfeng became angry for a while, what does the other party's expression mean!

And Wen Chun just secretly said: "The showman."

After King went out, he looked up and saw Lu Xinyue standing at the door.

"Xinyue..."

King shouted, quickened his pace, and headed towards Lu Xinyue.

"Are you waiting for me?" King stood in front of Lu Xinyue and smiled shyly.

Like a young teenager, not a nightclub king.

"Can you take down that woman!"

No pleasantries, only questioning at first.

The smile on King's face froze, and he grinned unnaturally: "Can..."

"Hurry up if you can!" Lu Xinyue wrinkled her face together, "It doesn't look good today! That woman seems to be unforgettable for Qingfeng!"

"The strategy also takes time..." King argued.

"Hey..." Lu Xinyue sighed, "I know I'm a little anxious..."

"But I, I love him so much..."

Lu Xinyue covered her face with her hands and squatted down.

After a while, choking cries came out.

"I love him so much, I can't live without him!"

King looked at Lu Xinyue like this, and felt a twinge of pain in his heart. The habitual giving and helping over the past few years made it impossible for him to see Lu Xinyue's helpless appearance.

He squatted down and stretched out his hand tentatively, as if wanting to stroke the other person's hair, but finally withdrew his hand.

"Don't cry, Xinyue, don't cry..."

"You will help me, right!" Lu Xinyue raised her head and reached out to grab the corner of King's clothes, "You will help me, right!"

"I……"

"You will definitely help me, you are the king, you can definitely do it..."

Lu Xinyue was crying pear blossoms with rain, her fingers were clenched tightly, her knuckles turned white.

"I can't live without the breeze..."

"Without him, I will die! I will definitely die!"

King looked at Lu Xinyue who was clutching his clothes, with complicated emotions in his heart, and bitterness gradually filled his mouth...

Xinyue would die without Chen Qingfeng, but when he heard such words, his heart was about to die of pain...

"I'll help you..." King heard himself saying this, "I'll help you..."

"Really!" Lu Xinyue looked up in surprise.

"Hmm..." King nodded, even showing a healing smile.

He himself admired himself a little.

The woman I like asks me to seduce the other's rival in love.

how ridiculous this is...

But what's even more ridiculous is that he actually agreed.

"Then, please!" Lu Xinyue looked at King moved.

King smiled, he was almost moved by himself.

"Hey, take me away..." Lu Xinyue issued an invitation, "You haven't eaten yet, we can have a meal together."

Lu Xinyue smiled, this is her smile after she got the result she wanted.

The goal has been achieved, so it is also possible to order sweet dates for the other party.

King smiled faintly, the smile was a little pale, but Lu Xinyue didn't see it.

"No, I still have an appointment for dinner..."

"An appointment?" Lu Xinyue was taken aback, she obviously didn't expect that the other party would reject her.

She has never been rejected by the king either.

"You know, my profession..." She was halfway through, but Lu Xinyue obviously understood.

She nodded understandingly, expressing her understanding.

King still had an impeccable smile.

He didn't know why he would reject Xinyue, he had never rejected Xinyue, no matter it was a big or small matter.

But today, refused.

In Wen Chun's house, the two of them were still staring at each other.

They were speechless, and no one spoke first.

Chen Qingfeng even sat on the sofa beside Wen Chun, took off his shoes, and kicked on the sofa very leisurely.

Wen Chun was secretly amused, so she remained silent.

Time to see who speaks first.

But unfortunately, Chen Qingfeng was very patient.

But Wen Chun was impatient.

because she was hungry...

"I'm hungry..." Wen Chun glared at Chen Qingfeng.

"What does it have to do with me?" Chen Qingfeng glanced at Wen Chun and said indifferently.

"I said I'm hungry!" The voice raised, and Wen Chun became a little angry.

"Got it..." Chen Qingfeng didn't even raise his head at this time.

The corner of Wen Chun's mouth twitched, then he raised his leg decisively and kicked over.

Chen Qingfeng grabbed Wen Chun's kicked foot and said with a smile: "If you can't say it, just move your foot...the bigger the skin, the skinier..."

Wen Chun tugged at his feet, but he didn't, and simply let Chen Qingfeng drag him.

"I didn't even eat dinner!"

Chen Qingfeng touched the foot in his hand, and then said: "Stretch that foot over here."

"what?"

Chen Qingfeng took a fixed look at Wen Chun before saying, "Do it."

Just one word, but it is decisive.

Wen Chun: ...

"Don't make trouble..." It took Wen Chun a while to react from the shock.

Chen Qingfeng smiled, and didn't get entangled in that matter, just said: "Quickly stretch it out, let me see, how did you do it."

Seeing that Wen Chun didn't move, he stretched out his hand and patted Wen Chun's feet: "Hurry up."

Then he was secretly surprised, just such a light pat with no force, it turned red, the skin is really tender.

Wen Chun rolled his eyes and stretched his feet over.

"Yeah, it hurts pretty badly," Chen Qingfeng looked at the red and hideous area, "Have you gone to the hospital?"

It was red and swollen, in stark contrast to the fair skin next to it, which was really distressing.

Chen Qingfeng touched it unconsciously.

Wen Chun's feet trembled, "What are you doing! It hurts!"

"I'm going to the hospital. I just need to rest for a few days..."

Wen Chun tentatively tried to pull his foot back as he spoke, but failed.

"It's all your fault!" Wen Chun looked at Chen Qingfeng with disgust, "If it weren't for you, I'd be eating dumplings here!"

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be so miserable. I don't have any dumplings to eat, and my legs still hurt!"

Chen Qingfeng said helplessly: "Is that person making dumplings for you?"

"Otherwise!" Wen Chun choked back.

Of course it’s not just making dumplings, eating dumplings, it’s not just dumplings that can be eaten...

But Chen Qingfeng misunderstood, it's not bad...

"Hahahahaha..." Chen Qingfeng laughed, stretched out his hand to pat Wen Chun's feet, and got up.

"Wait a minute, I'll do it for you."

Wen Chun put away his legs and looked at the other party suspiciously: "You? Can you do it..."

It's not that she doesn't trust the other party, but the other party is a young master, no matter how you think about it, she probably won't...

Can the dumplings made from this bag be eaten...

"Just watch!" Chen Qingfeng was full of confidence.

　Thanks for the reward, and the recommendation ticket...

　　Salted fish paralysis...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)