"Miss Wei Chi, are your feet still cold?"

Feng Juncheng, who was sitting in the car, actually put his arms around Yu Chi Leirou.

"What are you doing here? President Feng, you don't need to be like this. Actually, I don't like you. ”

Feng Juncheng sighed slightly, put his hand down, and helped Wei Chi Leirou put on her shoes again.

"And what kind of man do you like? Miss Wei Chi. ”

"Gentleman. But not you, President Feng, and I must tell you the truth, I don't like men who are crawling around in society. ”

"Why?"

"I'm too scheming, and it is not necessarily a lotus flower to come out of the mud, it may be to climb up by stepping on people's heads, and the life I want to live is simpler."

"No, Miss Wei Chi. The man you describe may be me. And you may not be as simple as I imagined, after all, a girl who can see through the deep essence may not be simple. ”

"President Feng, what do you mean?"

Yu Chi Leirou was stunned and swallowed her saliva, all along, Yu Chi Leirou thought that Feng Juncheng was playing with applause, and even knew what kind of situation would make him accept his ex-girlfriend, but he didn't expect that everything was just her beautiful idea.

"Miss Wei Chi, have you forgotten that I just came here, or do you know it and deliberately tell me?"

"President Feng, since you know everything, then we have nothing to say, you take this car back, you don't need to lend it to me, I make a bus every day, it's very convenient."

"Miss Wei Chi, I can't see through you more and more, you know how to package yourself as Bingqing Yujie, but in private, you are doing shady things. I want to connect you to the bad girl, but you work so hard every day. Miss Wei Chi, what kind of girl are you? I was very curious. ”

"President Feng, everyone has something curious, I suggest you go to the bookstore and buy a book of 100,000 whys, which should be able to answer your series of questions, because there are 100,000 answers."

Just as Wei Chi Leirou was about to open the door and go out, Feng Juncheng told her a little story.

"There is a man who is very in love with his girlfriend, and when the man is infected by the epidemic, the girl is also infected, but the girl wrote hundreds of letters to the man in the last dozens of days of her life, hoping that he can be strong, and finally the man lives, but the girl leaves this world forever, do you like this kind of love?"

"I'm sorry President Feng, I don't like life and death, I know you're looking at the ** on your phone, it was Hong Qunhong who sent it to you, then you have seen through me, why do you want to continue to be with me."

"Miss Wei Chi, why don't you explain it to me? The photos are composited, and as long as you say it, I believe you. ”

"President Feng, being a White Lotus is not for me, I don't want to continue to play it, I am such a person, more unbearable than what you see. Now, can I go? ”

"Miss Wei Chi, the little story I just told is a real story, the love that my brother experienced some time ago. You've seen him. But before he and his girlfriend, they didn't love each other so much. Some men and women have their own hearts on weekdays, but they can bravely hold each other's hands at a critical moment, give each other the most touch, huddle together for warm love, do you want it? ”