Reporting?

Feng Yin thought back to the events of the past few days and asked a very serious question.

"You need to report, so don't you report and deduct money?"

Cheng Yanqiu used all her strength to hold back her laughter, how did she do it, always caring about the question of whether to deduct money or not? Shouldn't you be moved by his actions?

Does Wind Yin have this nerve that touches you?

Cheng Yanqiu was skeptical.

"You've got a cramp in your face! I'm here to save you! ”

In Cheng Yanqiu's eyes, there was a slow motion of the wind groaning, and the fair-skinned slap came to his face.

"Deduction!"

As soon as the key words came out, the wind groaned crookedly.

The two looked at each other at the door, and the little white teeth of the wind were revealed, and they said with a smile: "I didn't hit you in the face, it was the acupuncture points on your face, you have to believe me." ”

Cheng Yanqiu smirked twice.

"Do you think I believe it?"

"I don't know if you believe it or not, but I'm sincere."

Cheng Yanqiu was speechless.

"None of the conversations between the two of us are true."

Including himself.

Feng Yin nodded affirmatively and stretched out a hand to Cheng Yanqiu.

"Have a nice trip, my fragile boyfriend."

Cheng Yanqiu shook hands with Feng Yin, and touched the score.

Feng Yin took Allah upstairs and sent a message to the group of four people, resting today.

Thinking of the netizens who were still waiting for her live broadcast, Feng Yin was rare and explained it.

The madness of the wind: the old slave at home is bedridden, the coachman is not awake, the assistant's limbs are sore, and only the master insists on taking a day off for compassion for his subordinates.

[Translated, those three are tired and lie down.] Feng Yin is going out by herself. 】

[Is one day really enough?] Looking at Lin Yu's state, I have a feeling that the body is back and the soul is still there. 】

[Feng Yin, you are not tired for a day! This doesn't make sense. 】

Netizens quickly commented that Feng Yin went to the police station in a hurry and did not reply for the time being.

The wind groaned downstairs with Ala, and at this time I thought that she didn't have a car, and the car keys were with Zhang Boer.

Do you want to get the keys? Feng Yin didn't really want to go back.

"Let's go!"

Thinking about it, Feng Yin decided to go green.

Not far from the entrance of the community, Feng Yin swept a shared bicycle with his mobile phone.

After she got on it, Allah naturally wanted to sit on it, but Nuo's big body really couldn't let go.

"Allah, you're already a mature dog, remember to keep up."

Pull the rope in the palm of your hand and ride!

"Wangwang--"

Allah was very reluctant to call out, and Feng Yin quickened his pace and shouted, "Who told you to sue me!" ”

"Wangwang--"

"I don't understand, I don't understand!"

One person and one dog, going back and forth on the bicycle path, frightened many pedestrians.

Someone even took a picture of a person and a dog and uploaded it online.

Soon someone recognized that this wasn't Wind Groan and Allah?

On the street, some people swept a shared bicycle as soon as they recognized Feng Yin, and tried hard to follow behind Feng Yin.

One person, two people, three people ....

Before he knew it, Feng Yin was followed by dozens of shared bicycles.

The people on dozens of shared bicycles thought they could take a photo with Fengyin and take a photo, but in addition to pedaling the bicycle, they were pedaling the bicycle.

The wind is so fast!

When dozens of shared bicycles braked in groups at the entrance of the police station, the police at the gate were startled.

"The six major factions are attacking!"

"What nonsense, isn't that the wind groaning."

"Oh—it's the wind, that's not surprising." (End of chapter)