Chapter 128: Didn't Practice Cooking?

"Okay." Lu Qianning hurriedly responded, nodded to Zhang Wenbo, and trotted away with Zhou Beijing.

Under Zhou Beijing's undoubtedness, she went directly to his big g.

Watch him swing the steering wheel and drive forward.

His speed was so fast that she subconsciously pulled the safety ring above her head. z.br>

"Afraid of what?" Zhou Beijing glanced at her.

"When you came to me just now to settle accounts, weren't you quite capable?"

She let go of a hand and touched the tip of her nose, feeling a little weak, "I'm sorry, I thought ......."

thought he wanted to avenge the "refusal" a year ago, but then he thought about it and took herself too seriously.

It should have been a little bit of an episode that didn't make a difference to him.

"Why do you think so?" Zhou Beijing sneered, "Think I'm the kind of small-bellied chicken intestine and narrow-minded 'scumbag'?"

Revisiting the old "words", Lu Qianning's heart became even more empty.

Pull away your long hair and don't look at the scenery outside the window, as if you didn't hear it.

He didn't continue to care, and drove directly into the rich area of Water Piano and stopped in front of the villa.

Zhou Beijing was one step faster than Lu Qianning, and when she unbuckled her seat belt and went down, he had already gone up two steps and arrived at the door to press the code.

"Is there no one else here besides you and Sheng Que Xing?" Lu Qianning followed and asked.

As the sound of the door opening and closing sounded, Zhou Beijing's voice came, "No."

On the third floor, Sheng Quexing's bedroom and study were empty.

"Do you know his phone number?" Lu Qianning asked Zhou Beijing, "I saw that he hid the game console, maybe the mobile phone was also hidden."

Zhou Beijing's face was gloomy, "No."

He directly called Zhang Wenbo and asked Zhang Wenbo to investigate Sheng Quexing's whereabouts.

Ten minutes later, Zhang Wenbo sent Sheng Quexing's location over.

It was an Internet café with a relatively remote address, and Zhou Beijing's car was parked on a nearby road.

When the two of them came down, they had to walk into the alley.

Because of the humid weather in the south, the stone road under my feet is covered with moss on both sides.

The middle of the road was wet, and the air was damp.

Lu Qianning and Zhou Beijing stared at the navigation arrow on their phones while looking for a location.

But the navigation is a little weak, and it takes them around in circles in the intricate paths.

"Let's go our separate ways, around here."

Lu Qianning pointed to two roads that had not been taken, "You are on your side, I am on my side."

Without waiting for Zhou Beijing to say anything, she turned around and left.

Zhou Beijing's ink eyes narrowed slightly, watching her figure disappear at the end, and then walked in another direction.

The sky was drizzling, and Lu Qianning's long hair quickly accumulated a layer of water droplets.

She didn't care about this, so she asked a passer-by who was hurrying with an umbrella to ask for directions.

"Over there." The man pointed the way, and then said, "It's a lot of chaos over there, there were people fighting when I came just now, you girl still don't go."

Lu Qianning glanced in the direction she was pointing, and could vaguely hear some movement.

She frowned, thanked the passer-by, and walked over with a faster pace.

A small sign that is not very large, with the words "Internet Cafe" written on it, and a closed door underneath.

There was a constant noise of beating and scolding in a small alley next to it.

When Lu Qianning walked over, he saw Sheng Que Xing being pressed to the ground by several little hooligans with colorful hair, punched and kicked.

Finally, someone pulled him up and pressed him against the wall.

His big white tat was dirty and messy, and his face was covered in muddy water.

"Do you still want to mess with us? Then be honest and get all your money out!"

A yellow-haired thug grabbed Sheng Que Xing's hair and patted Sheng Que Xing's face vigorously.

None of these people were taller than Sheng Quexing, but they couldn't bear the crowd.

Sheng Que Xing was at a disadvantage, and there was no room for rebuttal.

But he gritted his teeth and held on, panting and looking away, and met Lu Qianning's surprised eyes unexpectedly.

He paused, then furrowed his eyebrows, and looked away.

"Stop!" Lu Qianning was startled by the indifference in his eyes, and came back to his senses and walked over quickly.

A few of the thugs were in their twenties, and Lu Qianning's clothes didn't seem much older than them.

It's a girl again, and the thugs pause and immediately scoff.

"Be less nosy!" The red-haired thug took the lead and scolded.

His words did not stop Lu Qianning from walking over.

And she walked over and ripped off the hand that was holding Sheng Que Xing's thug.

Take advantage of the situation and pull Sheng Que Xing out of their midst.

The reason why she was able to pull Sheng Que Xing out of their containment so easily was that they didn't react at all.

The red-haired thug was the first to come back to his senses, "You're so bold that you don't even care about our affairs! Whose field is this, don't you know in your heart?"

"I don't care about your business, but I care about him." Lu Qianning took out a tissue from his bag and wiped the muddy water off Sheng Quexing's face little by little.

He didn't look at the gangsters, and continued, "Your actions are illegal, but as long as you don't touch him, I can blame him for today's events."

When it comes to the law, several gangsters are timid, and their eyes fall on the red-haired gangsters.

The red-haired thug glanced at Lu Qianning a few times, Xu didn't want to cause trouble, but he didn't want to lose face either, so he said stiffly, "It's me who is not to blame in the past, Sheng Que Xing, don't let me see you next time!"

After saying that, the red-haired gangster beckoned, and several thugs followed him to the outside of the alley.

"Stop!" Sheng Que Xing tore off Lu Qianning's hand that wiped his face, and said hatefully, "Leave the things behind!"

The red-haired thug paused, took a small bead on the red rope from the other person's hand and turned around, "If you don't say I forgot, here you go, go on!"

He threw the thing directly on the ground, and the muddy and dirty water instantly stained the red rope, and as the red hair mixed up his feet, the bead on it cracked.

"Fuck, I'm going to kill you!"

Before Lu Qianning could react to what was going on, Sheng Que Xing had already rushed out and punched the red-haired gangster in the face.

Seeing this, the others rushed up and beat Sheng Que Xingqun again.

"Stop!" Lu Qianning hurriedly ran over, but the range of movements between their arguments was very large, and she couldn't touch Sheng Que Xing.

Leng Buding was pushed out by Sheng Que Xing alone and hit her directly, she retreated again and again, and the soles of her feet slipped and fell backwards.

A large, warm hand rested on her waist, and her body sank steadily into her thick chest.

The familiar aura instantly wrapped her, and when she looked back, she saw Zhou Beijing standing behind.

"Go to the side and stand." His thin lips lifted slightly, and he held her steady and walked slowly towards the group.

The black shirt and trousers added a touch of coldness to him, and he looked extra mature and dignified compared to the group of colorful gangsters.

The trousers did not affect his performance, and several thugs were already overturned to the ground in a few wanton movements.

The wails came and went.

Lu Qianning's eyes moved with Sheng Que Xing's figure, he ran to the beads that were trampled on by the red-haired gangsters, picked up the beads that had been cracked, and carefully put them together.

Although he gritted his teeth stubbornly, his eyes were red.

"He's injured, let's take him to the hospital first." Lu Qianning saw that Sheng Que Xing's arm was bleeding, and walked to Zhou Beijing's side and said.

Zhou Beijing called Zhang Wenbo to deal with a few gangsters in the alley, and then took Sheng Que Xing and Lu Qianning and went straight to the hospital.

Sheng Que Xing didn't resist, he didn't say a word along the way, and squeezed the bead tightly.

During the fight, someone couldn't help but take out a knife and scratched Sheng Quexing's forearm.

The injury was not very serious, and Zhou Beijing and Lu Qian were bandaged

Ning took Sheng Que Xing home from the hospital.

After going back, Sheng Que Xing went directly back to the room, locked himself up and didn't say a word.

"Who gave that bead in his hand, and does it mean anything?" Lu Qianning asked.

Zhou Beijing was making coffee at the simple bar in the living room, and his clean and slender fingers were controlling the coffee machine, and he was very familiar with the movements.

Without looking back, he said, "It should have been left to him by his grandmother, who died when he was ten years old, and then he was like a different person, until his parents died unexpectedly two years ago, and his temperament changed greatly."

Lu Qianning felt a touch of distress in her heart, she thought that her life experience was miserable, but Sheng Que Xing was not as good as her.

"Let's stay and eat." Zhou Beijing leaned against the bar, raised his chin and pointed to the kitchen, "There are ingredients in the refrigerator."

It's already past twelve o'clock at noon, and there are no buses and rentals near the villa area.

Qian Ning couldn't walk if she wanted to, but Zhou Beijing meant to let her cook?

She hesitated for a few seconds, then pursed her lips.

He seemed to see through something, "Didn't you practice cooking?"

"I didn't have that chance, Moon cooking is delicious." She muttered something in a low voice, and her ears turned red because she felt ashamed.

Looking at his expression, he can still remember the taste of her cooking for so long, which shows that it is unpalatable and impressive.

Zhou Beijing twisted his eyebrows and drank all the coffee in the cup, "I'll help you get it back, you can take care of Sheng Que Xing by yourself."

Putting the coffee cup down, he unbuttoned the cuffs and pulled them up in two, his strong forearms muscular.

He plunged headlong into the kitchen.

Lu Qianning went upstairs, went to Sheng Que Xing's room, and knocked on the door twice, "I'm in."

There was a slight sound from inside, and although Sheng Que Xing didn't respond to her, she knew he heard it.

To her surprise, Sheng Que Xing had already taken a shower and changed into a set of clean clothes, and his thin body nested in the sofa to play game consoles.

I didn't even give her a look when I saw her come in.

"Zhou Beijing is amazing, right?" She sat down from her chair and stirred up a topic that surprised Sheng Que Xing.

He lifted his eyelids to look at him, but said nothing.

"I know a taekwondo interest class, although you are older, it's not too late to study seriously, I don't guarantee that you can become a big brother, but you will definitely not be bullied."

Lu Qianning took out his mobile phone, clicked on the taekwondo teacher's phone and handed it to him, "Are you interested, write down the number and contact it."

Sheng Que Xing's action of slamming the game console suddenly stopped, and he turned the game off in a moment, looked at her and said, "Why don't you scold me?"

"Why should I scold you?" Lu Qianning asked rhetorically, "You have been bullied and injured by others, what reason do I have to scold you?"

Her words are easy to understand, but Sheng Que Xing is like she can't understand it!