Chapter 4 Song Lele's Care

"Song Lele, what are you doing?"

Looking at Song Lele who was dressed neatly and chased out from behind, Jing Fei was stunned for a moment.

"Stop talking nonsense, wait for me here for a while."

Song Lele glared at Jing Fei angrily, and then ran away. In less than two minutes, accompanied by a huge roar, a huge wild motorcycle rushed out of the darkness, and a beautiful turn turned around and stopped beside Jing Fei with a "crunch".

"Why are you still standing there? Get in the car quickly. Are you in a hurry?" Seeing Jing Fei staring at him in a daze, Song Lele said angrily again.

Jing Fei didn't move, but looked at Song Lele with complicated eyes. After a while, a sentence came out of uncertainty: "Are you going to take me to the airport?"

"Nonsense, otherwise you think I'm sick and drive the motorcycle out to race in the middle of the night?" Song Lele rolled his eyes speechlessly.

"Uh." Jing Fei didn't say anything, muttering, "I really thought you were going to race in the middle of the night."

He felt sorry for his heart, but Jing Fei didn't show anything on his face, but shook his head with a wry smile and said, "No need, you'd better go back and rest quickly. It's so late now, I'll just take a taxi to the airport by myself." What a joke, the airport is not the city center, it's so far away here, and now the weather is starting to cool again. Song Lele has been in such a bad condition these days. He just stopped and drove the motorcycle so far back and forth in the middle of the night. Although Jing Fei knew that Song Lele was kind, he didn't expect that this woman's mental state would just make her physical problems. That was definitely not the result he wanted.

Jing Fei had a kind intention, but Song Lele didn't appreciate it. After hearing his words, he glared again and said in anger: "Jing Fei, a big man, why do you talk so much nonsense? If you don't get in the car or not, don't go anywhere. I'll catch you back and continue the battle with me for 300 rounds, huh?"

"wipe!"

Jing Fei was speechless. Looking at Song Lele who was scolding, she couldn't recover for a long time. Song Lele was really the best. She clearly cared about herself but said she was so domineering. She didn't want people to say good things in a typical way. The violent girl's personality is really not ordinary tough.

"Jing Fei, don't you doubt me?" Seeing Jing Fei staring at him without saying a word, Song Lele's willow eyebrows stood up again. By the way, Song Lele's eyebrows are really beautiful, thin and long, but not light, a bit heroic and charming, and are definitely the beautiful eyebrows that many women dream of.

As soon as Jing Fei stared at Song Lele's eyebrows, he suddenly realized something was wrong. He quickly smiled bitterly and nodded: "I believe, I can get in the car now."

As he said that, Jing Fei got on the motorcycle without saying a word. Song Lele, a violent girl, is simply the best. If she really doesn't get on the bus, this girl might really be able to catch herself back and continue to roll the sheets.

Seeing Jing Fei get into the car obediently and hugging his waist tightly, Song Lele hummed with satisfaction, then started the motorcycle, rushed out with a "boom". The huge engine sound was like a crazy beast.

"Lele, thank you."

After the motorcycle drove out for a few minutes and entered the main road, Jing Fei suddenly fell in Song Lele's ear and thanked him seriously. It was not until this time that he reflected Song Lele's kindness. He could hardly see a taxi passing by about a few kilometers from the main road where Song Lele lives. It can be said that the main road is an absolutely desolate area from where Song Lele lives. Song Lele must have thought of this because he was afraid that he would not be able to rent it for more than a day, so he chased him out desperately and wanted to send him with a motorcycle.

However, the woman's style of doing things is so special that Jing Fei didn't react before, and Song Lele himself didn't want to explain anything at all, a typical person who would be blamed for doing good deeds.

However, Jing Fei could feel the woman's concern for him.

"Stop talking nonsense, hug me tightly, be careful I will throw you off later." Song Lele didn't know why Jing Fei said this, and turned around and threw it to him in anger, and then continued to speed up the car. The gorgeous motorcycle roared, and under the street lights, it was like a lightning bolt passing by quickly, abandoning cars mercilessly behind.

This is not the first time Jing Fei has made a motorcycle driven by Song Lele, but it is the first time that this woman has found that she is so high in driving a motorcycle. Of course, Song Lele's motorcycle is definitely not covered. She really runs wildly. Ordinary modern cars can't catch up with them, and they can only eat their butt cigarettes.

"Lele, why don't you find a place to put me down and go back. The airport is too far, I just need to stop a car for rent." Although Song Lele's driving skills are good and the speed is very fast, Jing Fei's head is confused while feeling the cold wind blowing from his face. Song Lele's body is not much better now, especially when the two of them were still doing that, he knew how tired he was. Song Lele was only more tired than himself. Besides, that kind of thing is a pity. He didn't want Song Lele to have a cold or fever because of sending him back.

"Aren't you in a hurry? I know a shortcut and the taxi can't get there."

Song Lele said something badly again, and continued to drive with all concentration and no longer paid attention to Jing Fei.

Jing Fei smiled bitterly and stopped talking. Song Lele was a kind-hearted person. If he insisted on refusing to follow Song Lele's personality, he might be angry.

Originally, it took more than an hour to accelerate the rental process. After only a little over half an hour, Jing Fei saw the building of the airport terminal, and then a few minutes later the locomotive stopped steadily at the gate of the terminal.

The time was almost half way, and this half of the time was not only because Song Lele walked a few hidden paths that only motorcycles could pass, but also because Song Lele rushed all the way and didn't know how many traffic lights they ran. Looking at Song Lele's enthusiasm for rushing through traffic lights regardless of everything, Jing Fei was scared to his scalp, but Song Lele was indifferent. The most exaggerated thing was that this woman's motorcycle was actually installed on her motorcycle. She turned on the sirens when she broke the first red light, and then rushed to the airport. Otherwise, Jing Fei believed that a group of traffic police would definitely chase after her butt.

"Lele, you've run so many red lights, okay?" After getting off the car, Jing Fei looked at Song Lele's little face, which was blown by the night wind, worried. Song Lele is a policeman, and he is now suspended for some reason. Doing this is simply a violation of the law. But in order to help him arrive at the airport as soon as possible, this violent girl rushed over without even thinking about it.

"It's okay, I just said I'm chasing a criminal. It's not the first time this happened." He said indifferently.

Jing Fei was sweating wildly and paralyzed. Song Lele was so awesome. It was not the first time he had done something like love, but he was relieved when he saw Song Lele's expression.

Just as he was about to say goodbye to Song Lele and walk into the terminal, a very eye-catching limited edition Mercedes-Benz Business suddenly drove over and stopped beside the two of them. The door of the business car was opened, and a graceful and gorgeous woman walked down, and then walked towards Jing Fei without any stop.

This business car was originally parked a few dozen meters away, but Jing Fei had noticed it a long time ago because it was too eye-catching. But he didn't expect the car to drive over directly, especially Jing Fei didn't expect Fu Xiyan to get out of the car. Seeing Fu Xiyan's movements obviously were coming over by herself.

Song Lele also noticed Fu Sanyan walking towards the two of them. It was really hard for her to not pay attention. Song Lele has always been very confident in her appearance, but she felt ashamed in front of Jing Fei more than once. Of course, this self-ashamedness is definitely not aimed at Jing Fei, but at the unspoken women around Jing Fei. However, whether it is Cheng Siyu or the CEO Su Qingyue Su whom she had seen in Qingyue Logistics, Song Lele felt amazing, but she also believed that if she dressed up well, she would definitely not be inferior to them.

But that time, when she saw Mu Qingcheng sitting in Jing Fei's car, she really felt a little inferior. She really couldn't understand how there was such a perfect woman in this world, and she couldn't understand that such a perfect woman actually had an affair with Jing Fei.

In Song Lele's heart, Jing Fei is a big radish with a very unloving radish. This has never changed. Any woman who is with him will have an affair.

Now, Song Lele discovered the second woman who made her truly feel ashamed. The beauty of this woman in front of her was only one aspect. The most important thing was the gracefulness and luxury that she showed on her body was even mixed with a temperament that was not known to her, making this woman as dazzling as the moonlight in the night, and even Song Lele felt jealous.

The most important thing is that this woman seemed to have a sensation with Jing Fei, and she actually rushed over to Jing Fei.

Song Lele really couldn't figure out what is good about Jing Fei, a big radish, this stinky man? Why are the women around him more beautiful than the other? This bastard is simply amazing.

Fu Huayan did not really walk to Jing Fei, but stopped when she was two or three meters away.

Although Jing Fei didn't know why Fu Yuyan was here at this time, he guessed that it must be related to her going to Hong Kong and Kowloon. So he nodded slightly at her and withdrew his gaze, and said softly to Song Lele: "Lele, it's getting late now, so you should go back early to rest."

"Yeah." Song Lele spoke with a rare temper, nodded, turned her head and looked at Fu Sanyan who was smiling at him and Jing Fei. She didn't know what was going on, but suddenly felt very uncomfortable, very annoyed, and wanted to scold people.

But Song Lele still held back. She glared at Jing Fei angrily and said, "Be careful yourself. If you have any trouble, call me and I will take someone to help you. Hong Kong and Kowloon are also part of China, and there must be a rule of law. The people's police are the real patron saints, do you understand?"

"Uh, um, I understand." Jing Fei sweated wildly, except nodding, and really didn't know what to say. He was not a fool. He could hear the meaning of Song Lele's words. It was because he heard it that he almost went crazy. Song Lele was simply too awesome. He actually wanted to take the Chinese police to Hong Kong and Kowloon to help him. Is there anyone else to live? How did this woman's head grow? How could such a scary idea come up?

Jing Fei really admires Song Lele's thinking ability.

But at this moment, Jing Fei also deeply felt Song Lele's concern. No matter how unrealistic or absurd what Song Lele said, even if this woman always speaks so badly that she doesn't let herself love to listen to a word, the woman is really caring about herself.

Thinking of this, Jing Fei looked at Song Lele's little face that was blown by the night wind, and felt a little distressed for a moment, and felt even more indescribable. He took a step forward gently and suddenly reached out to hold Song Lele in his arms, very hard.

"Um!"

Song Lele's body was obviously stiff, as if he wanted to resist, but it quickly softened completely, and let Jing Fei hold him and remained motionless. After a while, a sentence popped out of his mouth: "Jing Fei, remember what I just said, I'm not kidding."

"I know." Jing Fei nodded, very seriously.

Song Lele was silent. For the first time, he lay obediently in Jing Fei's arms, and was as obedient as a kitten...

【Two or three gossips.

The first sentence: This story is purely fiction, don’t take it in the right way. Haha, about the plot of someone talking about Liu’s mother, this is after all, so don’t be too serious.

The second sentence: I guess some people have seen the rhythm of Xing'er's book, which is relatively detailed. You have to write psychological activities. Sometimes you will feel a little bit long-winded, but if you don't write it, you will lose something, haha.

The third sentence: Today is New Year's Day, Xing'er wishes all readers a happy New Year's Day, having children early, having many children and grandchildren, what about you, hurry up and pick up girls, haha.
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