I don’t know what’s going on, but when I think about it, Song Lele’s heart suddenly became lost. She let Jing Fei hold her and jump off the ring, closing his eyes gently.

"Hey, buddy, where are you going to take Officer Song?" As soon as Jing Fei jumped off the ring, a few burly young men blocked the way, looking at Jing Fei with vigilance, as if he was ready to take action to grab people at any time.

"Where can you go? Of course I'm going home." Jing Fei said casually.

"Go home?" Several men suddenly looked strange.

"What? Does my Jialele owe you money?" Jing Fei raised his eyebrows, looking a little impatient.

"You Jia Lele?" The expressions of several men became even more strange, and their eyes were circling around Jing Fei and Song Lele, not knowing what they were thinking.

At this moment, Song Lele, who pretended to be unconscious, couldn't pretend anymore. If he pretended to be unconscious, he didn't know what other words would be said to this bastard Jing Fei.

Song Lele suddenly opened his eyes and glared at several men blocking the road with a bad look: "Get out of here."

"brush"

Song Lele's voice was really in charge. As soon as the voice fell, a few young men reflexed to make way for their way, as if they were very scared of Song Lele.

Jing Fei looked at Song Lele with a ferocious face in shock. He hadn't come back to his senses for a long time. Is this still the woman who vomited soreness all over?

"What are you looking at? Why don't you leave quickly?" Song Lele stared at Jing Fei in annoyed, and her face turned red. To be honest, she really wanted to find a crack in the ground now. It was too embarrassing. Not to mention anything else, she just rushed into the club with a fierce look. It was probably the biggest joke that the entire club would pass on.

At this moment, Song Lele just wanted to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible.

...

In a one-bedroom apartment in Dongcheng District that is only 40 square meters.

Song Lele nestled on the sofa with a dejected face, her pretty face turned pale, and she felt like she had just had a serious illness. In fact, her condition was similar to a serious illness. If anyone vomited darkness, even bile wouldn't be able to see where she could see it.

However, Song Lele was not sitting on the sofa resting at this time, but looked at the door opposite with a strange look. The world behind the door was forbidden for her, because behind the door was a kitchen. For Song Lele, who knew nothing about cooking, that place was simply redundant. But now, the sound of "dingding Dingdang" came from the kitchen that she had never been to cook instant noodles.

Jing Fei was busy. After holding Song Lele into this messy little room, Jing Fei carried a bunch of things into the kitchen, and then started to be busy, not knowing what he was busy with.

Just when Song Lele was wondering whether to see what this bastard Jing Fei was doing, a figure finally flashed at the kitchen door. Jing Fei, who had been busy for more than half an hour, finally made it out of it, holding a bowl of steaming egg noodles and a can of slightly hot yogurt in his hand.

Song Lele's eyes suddenly widened. She never expected that Jing Fei, a guy who had been tossing for a long time, was really trying to make food.

How could this guy get some food?

Song Lele looked at the egg noodles and yogurt in front of her in amazement. It was incredible that in her world, it was already amazing that women could cook and eat.

"You vomited so badly just now. First drink some yogurt to relieve your stomach and intestines, then eat the noodles while they are hot, and then have a good sleep. This will be good for your health."

Putting down the food, Jing Fei stood up and clapped his hands, then turned around and walked out the door, preparing to go away. He really saw that Song Lele was so uncomfortable that he made some food, but he didn't want to continue to be tossed by this woman.

"Hey, where are you going?" Song Lele called out to Jing Fei.

"Of course I'm leaving. Do you want me to stay with you?" Jing Fei was so amused and turned around.

Song Lele was a little stupid. He didn't feel angry when facing Jing Fei's teasing. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the fragrant egg noodles in front of him, raised his head again, and his eyes were very alert: "Why do you want to cook for me? What's your purpose to be so nice to me?" After saying that, his eyes suddenly became alert when he looked at Jing Fei.

Jing Fei almost fell to the ground and curled his lips speechlessly: "It's nothing. You can think that I owe you, or you can think that I'm full and overwhelmed."

Jing Fei said it casually, then took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth and leaned it against the door, leaving without any haste.

Song Lele's eyes kept turning around Jing Fei, and after a while, a sentence appeared: "Actually, I don't hate you in my heart. I know I asked myself that day. Even if it wasn't you, I wouldn't be able to do it."

This is true.

Jing Fei had to look at Song Lele with admiration.

"I know."

Jing Fei smiled and nodded. This was also the reason why he would bring Song Lele back and get some food for her. If Song Lele really hated him, he would have just taken out a gun and broke himself with her hot personality. Others would not dare to do something like Song Lele.

Jing Fei has always been very accurate in his observation of women, and this time is no exception.

Song Lele looked at Jing Fei very seriously again, and suddenly got up and started to eat egg noodles in the wind. She had already vomited everything in her stomach and was already hungry. If she hadn't had any strength on her body, she would have run out to eat.

Song Lele's eating moves very quickly, and she is not ladylike. She has no elegant temperament at all. She is even more vigorous than many men eating, but it is not ugly. Jing Fei looked at the door with relish. There is no way. Song Lele is a beauty, and she is also a super beauty. Not to mention anything else, with Song Lele's height that is definitely 1.75 meters tall, coupled with her devilish figure and charming face, if she goes to be a model, many well-known models will definitely be unemployed. Even if such a beauty makes too rude movements, it will definitely not be ugly, unless the person she admires is blind.

In just two minutes, Song Lelehe ate a large bowl of egg noodles, then poured yogurt in one breath, then let out a long breath and raised a pretty face that turned red because it was too hot.

"Thank you!" Song Lele's voice was very calm, which made Jing Fei a little uncomfortable. This really shouldn't be like the tone that Song Lele should have at this time.

"You're welcome." Jing Fei grinned. This Song Lele is really the best, and he can't accept it.

"Now we will settle the matter, and the last incident will be over." Song Lele continued, and took out a tissue and wiped the corner of his mouth.

"Okay." Jing Fei nodded without comment, and his feeling even more strange. He really didn't know how to evaluate Song Lele now.

"You can leave now." Song Lele said again, directly issued an order to expel guests.

"Okay. Be careful in the future." Jing Fei wanted to laugh, but he still reminded her very kindly.

Song Lele didn't say a word, but just stared at Jing Fei with wide eyes and opened the door. When Jing Fei walked out and the door was about to close, a word suddenly appeared.

"In the future, you will go to sex and hunt for beauty in love. If you are in my hands, I will definitely castrate you."

"wipe!"

Jing Fei staggered and almost rolled down the stairs
Chapter completed!