"Stinky boy, what do you want to do when you're so close?"

"Hit ...... Fight!"

"Fight?"

With a pop, Yuan Qingfeng laughed.

"Wow!" he said with a smile: "It is said that those who are dying must fulfill their wishes, and besides, the wishes of the living, of course they must be satisfied! I will definitely try my best to fight you! However, lose here...... No, what if you win?"

Yuan Qingfeng squinted at him.

"Of course it's the loser, you have to promise the request of the winner!" Deng Qilin also said loudly.

"Stinky boy!"

Yuan Qingfeng raised his eyebrows.

"Calling the wind and rain to the teacher, have you forgotten the best-of-three procedure?"

"What? For the sake of an unfair best-of-three games, you still have to be like a docile little sheep when you see the teacher?"

"Little sheep?"

Yuan Qingfeng smiled again.

"Kirin, you know what, my creed. ”

"What creed?"

"Eggs can't break stones, but they can stain them. ”

With a poof, Deng Qilin also turned his anger into laughter.

"This should be my creed, okay?"

"Really?"

The sound of the breeze softened.

"Someone once said that although it is not good for you to be friends with me, it will be very painful for you to try to oppose me. ”

"Ouch Ouch Ouch ......"

Deng Qilin pouted disdainfully.

Yuan Qingfeng glanced at him angrily, and then turned his gaze to Leng Yue. He leaned down and carefully looked at Leng Yue lying on the dining table, then raised his head and asked Qilin distrustfully:

"Are you sure you didn't do anything to my cold moon?"

"Your cold moon?"

Deng Qilin was stunned.

He stared at Yuan Qingfeng in disbelief.

"Your cold moon, why was I cleaned it up?" he said, pouting.

"What's packing?"

Yuan Qingfeng glared at him angrily.

"Look at you guy, what kind of work are you talking about?!Is my cold moon rubbish?What to clean up!I don't think I can do it!" He reached out. "You kid bring your phone!"

"Why?"

"I'll let you bring your phone!"

"Why?"

"You know her, right?" Qingfeng lowered his voice and said, "She is the hottest beautiful writer in my country! You drunk her, who knows if you have taken any random pictures of her?" Yuan Qingfeng emphasized: "Hand over the phone, and I will return it to you after checking it out!" Then, I will take away my cold moon!"

"Why should I trust you to hand over your phone obediently?

Deng Qilin looked at Yuan Qingfeng with a smile.

"As you said, this girl is really so famous, really so amazing, why should I believe you and obediently hand her over?"

"What?"

Yuan Qingfeng's eyes widened again.

Deng Qilin, he didn't care about that, he also stared at Yuan Qingfeng, and said:

"Because she is so hot in our country, and she is drunk now, who knows what you are going to do with her?"

"What are you talking about, stinky boy!"

Yuan Qingfeng was really anxious.

"Oops...... It's noisy!"

At this time, Leng Yue suddenly raised her head.

She rubbed her eyes and saw two men's faces vaguely, looking at her strangely.

She touched her face with her hand and suddenly smiled.

"I have an extra nose...... Or is there one eye missing......" she looked at them and asked, "Why are you looking at me so strangely?"

"Leng Yue, do you know you're drunk here?" Qingfeng leaned in and said, "What would you do if that kid did something strange to you!"

"Who are you......"

In a trance, Yuan Qingfeng's face shook in front of her eyes.

"Uncle Wow...... How did you find this?" she asked vaguely.

"How did you find it?"

Yuan Qingfeng looked down at her.

"Look for it one by one!Whether you are Leng Yue or Ye Shuang, please come with me!" he reached over and grabbed her arm!

Leng Yue struggled.

The nerves, which had been anesthetized by alcohol, were also half awake at once. She bit her lip and struggled to keep her eyes open, her voice clear and cold.

"Are you—are you my fan?" she asked.

"Crazy fans?" Yuan Qingfeng paused for a moment and asked, "What is a crazy powder?"

With a snort, Deng Qilin laughed.

"Don't you even know that you're a fan?

"Yes!"

Leng Yue also smiled.

"Crazy fans are crazy fans!" Deng Qilin explained, "Otherwise, how could they pounce on them without dispersing?"

"Oh, that's right. ”

Yuan Qingfeng shifted his body and smiled.

"I think I'm very good in personality, and I've never been a fan of anyone!" he said loudly, "Don't say anything crazy! It's you-"

He stared at Leng Yue and grabbed her shoulder, he shook her excitedly.

"You woman is so bold! Why do you dare to drink anyone's wine?!"

Deng Qilin listened to Yuan Qingfeng's more and more outrageous words, and now he began to pull his woman. He was first surprised, then jealous, and he suddenly stood in front of Yuan Qingfeng!

"Teacher, Teacher Yuan Qingfeng, please take your hands away!"

"Kirin, it's none of your business here!

"What?

He glared at Yuan Qingfeng and pulled Leng Yue over.

"Miss Leng Yue, are you okay? Are you sober? Don't mind this person's strange behavior too much!"

"Strange moves?"

Yuan Qingfeng glared at him, and his face turned red.

"Listen up! Deng Qilin—" he shouted, "I'm not the kind of person who can do strange things!"

"Miss Leng Yue, don't believe him!"

Deng Qilin grabbed Leng Yue tighter.

Anyway, he is out of the way, betraying his sister, and now fighting with him for women, it is really a new hatred and old hatred that comes to his heart.

"Don't you like that little white face?" Deng Qilin asked Leng Yue, and turned Leng Yue's face to Yuan Qingfeng. "Look at him, a typical little white face, you can tell at a glance that it's not a good thing!"

Yuan Qingfeng sneered.

"People really have to live a little longer, it's the first time I've heard such words!"

"What? You've heard it many times, right?" exclaimed Kirin.

"Oops...... Two badass ...... What a lack of fighting!"

Leng Yue was snatched by two men, and she dizzed again, and the alcohol in her stomach was also burning her heart. While scolding, she touched the handbag on the table in a daze, and she picked it up and slammed it into the heads of the two men.

Yuan Qingfeng flashed, and the handbag just slapped on Deng Qilin's head.

"Oh, Miss Leng Yue—"

Qilin touched the beaten head and let go of Leng Yue.

Leng Yue's body tilted, and she fell on the table again.

She seemed sober and confused, and she said, "Please, two of you...... Don't be noisy...... Go back, all of you...... I'm a little drunk today, but I'm ...... myself I'll still manage myself. ”

"But we haven't eaten yet!"

Deng Qilin shook his beaten head and approached Leng Yue again.

"I wanted to have a drink or a coffee on the go!" he said.

"Fuck off......

Leng Yue went to touch her handbag again.

"Don't you hear you, Deng Qilin?"

"yes, I didn't hear that!"

The Qilin didn't dare to approach the cold moon anymore.

He glared at Yuan Qingfeng for a while, and he said: "For the sake of you being my teacher, let you go this time, and if you dare to do this next time, I will not be polite!"

"You're welcome, what do you want?"

"What do you want?"

Deng Qilin suddenly smiled.

"I want to ask you, my teacher Yuan Qingfeng!"

"What do you want to ask?"

"What is your part-time salary now? 10,000, 20,000, or 30,000, or more?" he said, holding out his hand and counting his fingers. "Anyway, I want the money to come out of me, and how about twice as much work my dad gave you?"

"What?"

Yuan Qingfeng smiled.

"Do you think I'm just like you, a man who has nothing to do?" he asked, "did I come to your house to work part-time for those wages?"

"Oh, that's noble!"

Deng Qilin laughed.

"What are you doing now? I don't know what you want to do with Miss Leng Yue when you come here, what kind of thoughts you have, but no matter what you think now, it's best to stop!"

"Why?"

"Miss Leng Yue, it's a woman who likes me!"

"The woman who likes you? Is this a good deal?"

"The words of the agreement ......" Deng Qilin hesitated for a moment, and then he looked at Leng Yue and said, "Although...... It's still a kick in the door, but it's coming! if you don't mess with it. Although we had a drink together for the first time today, I am sure that there will be many more firsts in the future!"

"Really?"

Yuan Qingfeng smiled.

"Childishness is the most primitive and lowest emotion of human emotion. As if in a lecture, he said, "It is the emotion of fear that one person's love will turn to another's fear." An emotion that has a similar form to anger ......"

"Stop! my Professor Yuan Qingfeng!" Deng Qilin stretched out his hand and made a stop gesture like a traffic policeman. "I- refuse to be educated! And I- don't have time to listen to your lectures!"

He turned to Leng Yue, facing her lying on the table, Deng Qilin was serious and sincere, he said:

"Miss Leng Yue, I hope that you will do all the first things with me in the future! I will be responsible for all your lives! I look forward to meeting next time! Bye!"

He turned to the door of the private room and left in a huff.

"Impolite guy!"

Yuan Qingfeng looked at Deng Qilin who was leaving, and said hatefully.

"And you, Leng Yue, do you really like that guy, do you know who he is, a bohemian playboy!"

Leng Yue raised her head in a daze.

She stared at her big eyes red with alcohol, looking at Yuan Qingfeng's funny posture of one hand holding against the wall and standing with two ** forks, she suddenly smiled.

"It's like a lame person, are you a merry ghost?" she said with a smile, "What nonsense...... Because of you...... My plans have been ruined again......"