The white moonlight gl

"I don't want to go."

Opening his mouth sullenly, Mo Rantong said another sentence that made Feng Qing's water fall.

"I want to die on Qingqing."

I want to die on my concubine's belly. For a while, Feng Qingshui's mind was filled with these colorful words, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly. Everything is gone: "Mo Rantong, if you don't get up or leave, I will take back what I just said."

This sentence completely hit Mo Rantong's Achilles' heel, and reluctantly raised his head, Mo Rantong compromised.

"Then give me a kiss."

Mo Rantong is very good-looking, otherwise she would not be attracted by Xia Yiqing and become the scumbag protagonist in that book.She originally belonged to the cold and sharp side, and her whole body was filled with coldness and ice that penetrated into her bones.But now, as if the ice and snow had melted and the immortals had fallen, Mo Rantong looked at Feng Qingshui charmingly and affectionately, the tails of his eyes were flushed, extremely coquettish, if it was another person, he might not be able to control it.

"No."

Seeing beauty as a skull, Feng Qingshui tapped Mo Rantong between her brows, and issued an ultimatum: "Mo Rantong, I don't want to say the words a second time."

"alright."

Today was enough surprises, Mo Rantong put it away when she saw a good deal, she reluctantly got up from Feng Qingshui, and while tidying up the wrinkles on her clothes, she muttered: "You are so powerful now, how can you do it when you get married?"

Seeing Feng Qingshui raised her eyebrows as if she was about to go mad, Mo Rantong immediately changed the subject: "That Qingqing, Liao Wenyu, Qin Sisi, Gushuilian and the others wanted to hold a high school reunion. Firstly, they haven't met for a long time, and secondly, they want to see you, you Do you want to go?"

High school reunion?Liao Wenyu and the others?After thinking about it, Feng Qingshui said: "Yes, let me know when you make an appointment."

"Well, we'll be together then."

"it is good."

Finally sending Mo Rantong away, Feng Qingshui let out a long sigh of relief, deeply feeling that the clingy Mo Rantong is far more terrifying than the one in the plot and is not easy to mess with. In the next few days, Feng Qingshui will strictly guard against Mo Ran When Tong came back again, she was going to take the domestic driver's license test, and she went to a driving school to sign up. These days, she was either doing questions, learning to drive, or chatting with Mo Rantong on WeChat to appease a restless person.

Feng's father gave her four villas and two sports cars based on his affection. The houses would not run there, but the cars were still in the garage of Feng's house.

That day, Feng Qingshui went to Feng's house to pick up the car, but she didn't expect Feng's father, Feng Qingliu, to be there.

In front of the garage, Feng Qingshui looked at Feng's father who came from the villa with a flattering face and Feng Qingliu with an awkward face, with a decent and distant smile on his face: "Father, brother, I'm here to pick up the car. "

"Well, take, take, Qingqing, let's go into the room first, I'll let them make it for you, your favorite pork rib soup, can you stay for dinner at noon?"

Feng Huaian's feelings for Bai Wanjun and Feng Qingshui are very real. Now that the crisis of the Feng family has passed, Feng Huaian's loving father has the upper hand. He smiles at Feng Qingshui, he is kind of embarrassing, a little guilty Poor laugh.

"Yeah, Qingqing, Dad misses you very much, so why don't you stay with him?" Feng's father, Feng Qingliu, is not having a good time. It's easy to disperse, Feng's father is okay, although he is sad, he can barely keep calm, but Feng Qingliu can't.

He was originally a person who was extremely lacking in love, and he was young and hot-tempered. The desertedness at home these days made him extremely uncomfortable. Even if Grandpa and Grandma Feng gave him some shares, it didn't make him feel better.

Family, love and friendship, he has lost family and friendship now, even love, Xia Yiqing doesn't like him.

A pair of sentimental peach blossom eyes were full of obscurity, and Feng Qingliu, who was wearing a peach pink shirt, folded her arms around her chest, and finally stopped being a fool.

"No, dad and brother. I signed up for a driving school and have been learning how to drive for the past few days." On her fair and delicate face, there was no trace of displeasure or disgust. Feng Qingshui tucked the hair blown to her cheeks behind her ears, The voice is gentle and pleasant: "The sun is so hot and hot, brother, please help me drive. You will have one, and Uncle Liu will have one. I don't have a driver's license now, so I'm afraid of accidents."

Feng Huaian and Feng Qingliu: "..."

The slim girl's attitude made it impossible to find a single fault, but how could they fail to see that she was killing people with soft knives?

Father Feng smiled wryly and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose. He seemed to have aged ten years all of a sudden, with a feeling of dying.

"Qingliu, send Qingqing back."

Father Feng staggered and sighed, turned and left.

"Feng Qingshui, do you have to do this? It makes everyone unhappy, huh?" With an unhappy face, Feng Qingliu's dissatisfaction with Feng Qingshui has been around for a long time.

Feng Qingshui hooked the corner of her mouth, squinted at him, and asked, "Do you want to drive?"

Feng Qingliu: "..."

"Okay, you're amazing, you're awesome, no one can control you if your wings are stiff." Acting as the driver with a livid face, Feng Qingliu turned on the air conditioner and asked coldly: "Where are you going? There is no room in your courtyard. Can you park two cars?"

There is no garage in the courtyard. Although it is possible to park in the courtyard, according to Fengqing Shuibai Wanjun's aesthetics, cars will never be allowed to enter the courtyard.

As for the side of the road, Feng Qingliu was really afraid that these two luxury cars would become ugly after a few days of parking.

"Well, go to Greenfield Villa, and then accompany me to buy a scooter."

Lu Ye, one of the four villas, Feng Qingliu knew the location, nodded: "Okay, tell Uncle Liu, what kind of car do you want to buy?"

"Small, pink, cute, I'm learning how to drive a car, it doesn't take up much space." Feng Qingshui sat on the co-pilot, and smiled when she mentioned the word pink.

Feng Qingliu didn't understand why at first, and then she spotted his pink shirt.

His face turned red, and he became angry like a puffer fish.

"Feng, Qing, Shui."

"I can hear that my second-year-old brother is not only a second-year-old, but also very flirtatious. How old is he and he still wears pink peach pink? Don't you think you're greasy?"

Seizing the opportunity to hurt Feng Qingliu, Feng Qingshui was very rude to this No. [-] traitor.

The book in her mind was still floating in a hoarse voice, Feng Qingshui made the calculations, and thought that until now, she had not seen many characters in the book.

Originally, she planned to get in touch with the protagonist Shou and the male and female supporting characters in person, but because of Mo Rantong's clinginess, she stopped thinking about it.

Feng Qingliu was very depressed. Ever since he learned Feng Qingshui's eloquence, he no longer felt like an older brother.

He refrained from speaking and only drove, but after a while, he still couldn't help it: "Is it really not good-looking?"

He obviously looked in the mirror, he looks handsome, right?

"Of course, you don't even think about how old you are. What kind of a man is wearing powder?" While sending WeChat messages to Mo Rantong, while making complaints, Feng Qingshui asked Mo Rantong if he could come to her at night, followed by three crying Emoticon, smile.

"Okay."

Feng Qing returned to the water.