Text Text_Chapter 667: What can you do with me
I felt that Fu Shengbing had become so naΓ―ve at this moment, I gently patted her shoulder and smiled: "It's useless." Your dad is thundering now, and the eight horses can't pull it back. Don't do useless work anymore, the best way now is to go for the best. Other than that, I don't have a choice. β
Fu Shengbing looked at me thoughtfully, but quietly glanced in the direction of the bathroom with his peripheral vision, and asked tentatively, "Lao Zhao, even if you want to escape, why do you want to take her with you?"
I knew she was referring to Cheng Xinjie. I took a deep puff of my cigarette and said, "Of course you have to take her, it's dangerous for her to stay in Huatai." β
Fu Shengbing said: "You made a mistake, what does it have to do with her? I don't think you should take her with you, it's a burden to bring her." β
I snorted coldly: "Your dad can't do anything, if I keep her, it will become your dad's magic code to blackmail me!"
Fu Shengbing frowned and said, "You think my dad is too bad, right?" But she immediately thought about it, and then changed her words: "However, what you said also makes sense." β
Fu Shengbing's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, as if he was pondering something.
I sat down and picked up a cigarette again, only to see Fu Shengbing curl up his legs, take off the shoes and socks that hurt his feet, and said a little shyly: "Lao Zhao, I still have a way, if you help me rub my feet like last time, I will tell you!"
I was stunned for a moment, considering that Cheng Xinjie was also there, it was very inconvenient and easy to misunderstand. I prevaricated and said, "Your feet are fine, just go back and apply some safflower oil, the injury is not serious." β
Fu Shengbing said aggrievedly: "It's easy to say! How can I go back? My feet hurt to death!" while rubbing his feet as he spoke, his aggrieved appearance was a little more innocent and cute.
I pinched my nose wittily and said, "You kick me, I'm going to help you heal your feet?
Fu Shengbing said with a sigh: "Old Zhao, you can be noble." As she spoke, she grabbed my arm and shook it, begging, whether intentionally or unintentionally, she stroked my calf with her bare little foot.
I wanted to stand up, but Fu Shengbing grabbed my arm, so I could only remind her softly: "Pay attention to the impact, pay attention to the impact!" As she spoke, she glanced at the bathroom, for fear that Cheng Xinjie would see Fu Shengbing's ambiguous behavior.
But Fu Shengbing grabbed me tighter and said disdainfully: "What are you afraid of! After saying that, the pretty buttocks moved to the side, freed up an inch, put the injured little foot over, lowered his head, and stroked it with a slender hand, and his face was a little ruddy.
Fu Shengbing buried his head deeply, took off his white socks off his little feet, drew circles on them with his hand, clicked his mouth, and said softly: "Lao Zhao, do you remember what we encountered in this hotel at the beginning? Hehe, I think it's funny to think about it." At that time, it was not pleasing to look at you anyway, you were wearing that dirty security uniform, and there were as many peasants as there were peasants! But hehe, but it was also that day that you helped me heal my foot injury" Fu Shengbing said and suddenly frowned again, pointed to his fair and round face, and said aggrievedly: "That is, that day, Miss Ben received the first slap in the face in her life! Since then, Miss Ben hates you to death, and I want to kill you!"
Fu Shengbing paused, then looked up at me, his face regained a little kindness, and there was even a little smile on the corner of his mouth: "Who thinks, enemies become friends, friends become alas, I really forgot what is going on, how can you get taller and taller in my mind, and I can't let go of it more and more." Isn't this fate?" Fu Shengbing curled his mouth almost innocently, and said to himself: "This is hate, this is also love." Love can become hate, and hate can become love"
I'm ashamed of what a mess!
But it sounds a bit profound, Fu Shengbing has become a philosopher of love, and his words are quite mysterious and emotional.
Fu Shengbing opened his lips lightly, and just as he wanted to speak again, he heard Cheng Xinjie's sweet voice coming from the bathroom: "Have you finished your whispering, you have been talking for so long, and you don't take into account the feelings of others at all!"
Some grievances, and some jealousy?
I hurriedly pulled Fu Shengbing's hand on my arm away, for fear of being misunderstood by my sister-in-law.
Fu Shengbing stubbornly grabbed it again, and shouted in the direction of the bathroom: "What are you anxious about! It's only been a few minutes?"
She frowned, and continued: "Lao Zhao, help me pinch my feet, and tell you the way to get out of danger immediately!"
I shook my head and said, "No." I, Zhao Long, am not a pedicure worker. β
Fu Shengbing shook my arm and said, "It's okay to pinch it." I don't think of you as a foot therapist, look at you, I don't know what to pity at all?" Fu Shengbing put a finger on his temple, pondered it like a brother Xiu, and then said to himself: "What is pity, pity, hey, my brain is not good, what kind of idiom is forgotten on my lips."
Some are cute, some are innocent.
I really suspect that Fu Shengbing was influenced by her sister, and she had a little more naΓ―ve taste. And this taste is precisely the patent of innocent girls.
I asked myself in my heart: Is she innocent?
Then he took the initiative to announce the answer to her: "It's a pity for the fragrance and the jade! Go back and practice the language!"
Fu Shengbing scratched his head embarrassedly, and grinned: "Yes, yes, yes, yes, it's a pity for the jade! Go back and check the dictionary, and try to review these idioms again! Lao Zhao, you don't know, I often say this about my sister, as soon as she uses the wrong idiom, I laugh at her and go back to learn Chinese class." You say the same thing about me, are you deliberately imitating Miss Ben?
I was embarrassed again, but I just smiled back, and then persuaded: "Okay Holy Ice, go back, good, when I wait for me to stabilize, I will contact you again!"
In order to prevent Fu Shengbing from nagging again, I had to throw a sugar-coated cannonball to persuade her away temporarily.
But Fu Shengbing shook his head vigorously and complained to me: "Lao Zhao, you are stupid! With me by your side, you are safe." β
I smiled wryly, "Safety, how can we talk about safety?"
Fu Shengbing said in a heartfelt manner: "Who do you think, who am I, I am Fu Shikun's biological daughter! In case my father's people catch up, even if you take me as a hostage, no one will dare to touch you!"
I understood Fu Shengbing's good intentions again in an instant, this girl is really thick and fine, how can I Zhao Long repay her care for me?
But I still don't want her to follow, that would make me feel awkward.
So I persuaded her again, but Fu Shengbing insisted on not leaving, and then said: "Anyway, the current situation is here! My dad has money and people, and it is almost impossible for you to leave Beijing! But if you stay in Beijing, Beijing is full of people greeted by my father, and it is not difficult to find you first." I know Dad's temper, and he will definitely not let you go. Take me with you, even if you really tie me up, it doesn't matter, I don't want you to have an accident, and I don't want you to have a leg broken by your father!
Suddenly, I found that Fu Shengbing's eyes were oozing tears!
She really cares about me, that's an indisputable fact!
But can I do that?
I have a mission, and even if I don't have a mission, I won't keep myself safe in this way!
Unless it is a last resort.
Fu Shengbing saw that I didn't speak, and then continued: "Anyway, there are two ways now, one is to take me as a hostage, and the other is to call my father and say that I am pregnant with your child, I believe that my father will let you go even if he sees her unborn grandson in the face!"
She brought the topic back to me, which made me a little ashamed and a little helpless. I smoked hard with a red face, but my brain was cloudy.
No one can understand my state of mind at this moment, and no one can really help me.
I can only be self-reliant.
I said to Sheng Bing: "Thank you for your kindness!"
Fu Shengbing asked rhetorically: "Just thank you?"
I nodded deeply, "No. Don't worry, no matter how capable and someone you are, your dad won't be able to catch me!"
Fu Shengbing hurriedly said: "Lao Zhao, do you think you are really a white-eyed hero? Be realistic, Lao Zhao, you are just a person, an ordinary person, although you can fight, but you can beat ten people and eight people, can you beat a group of people? What's more, some people still have guns!" Fu Shengbing said as he turned one palm into the shape of a pistol and gently pressed it against my chest.
But I still said lightly: "I know it in my heart." Then he stood up on his own initiative, shook the corner of his clothes, and involuntarily glanced at the bathroom again.
A wry smile burst at the corners of my mouth, and I suddenly felt that this scene was too engaged.
So much so, like the real thing.
Cheng Xinjie, the ghost elf, was poking a head out of the bathroom, looking mysteriously in this direction, and made a grimace when she saw me, and then closed the door gently.
Fu Shengbing simply took off his other shoe, put both legs on the bed, shook his head and half-lay down, and asked me again: "Lao Zhao, I'm not joking with you! You don't have to rub your feet, and Miss Ben doesn't expect you to help me rub my feet, but your personal safety, you can't treat it as child's play, right?"
I turned around and felt that if I continued to spend time like this, Fu Shengbing could only stay here and not leave, so I coughed lightly, put on an angry look, and frowned at Fu Shengbing: "Put on your shoes and go." This is not the place for you. β
Fu Shengbing turned his head to look at me and asked, "Why? If you can stay here, I can't stay? I'll stay here! See what you can do with me!"