The Rebirth Group's pet little flirt

Feng held back his breath lightly, and went to Hu Chuli's room with the gift.

His room is relatively empty, the design style of the room is more forest-style, and it is very clean, and there is no peculiar smell.

"It's pretty clean." She obviously just muttered in a low voice.

Then Hu Chuli laughed in agreement: "If you don't clean up a bit, I dare not let Miss Feng in."

He got up, walked to the kitchen, and gently poured Feng a cup of coffee, "With sugar or not?"

Feng gently shook his hand and refused: "I don't drink coffee."

Although troublesome, Hu Chuli changed her to a glass of warm water.

"Thank you." Sitting on the sofa, she looked down at the mineral water in the glass, with a strong light in her eyes.

I feel gloomy and look lonely.

It's not sad.

"Why such an expression?" Hu Chuli saw Feng Qingwei's awkward expression.

It seems that he doesn't want to have too many topics with him.

But he still heard the other party say in a gentle voice, "Thank you, Mr. Hu, for saving me. I will never forget it. I will repay you someday."

After speaking, he wanted to leave again, without taking a sip of water.

Hu Chuli reached out to stop Feng Qingqing, and asked her with a smile: "You are so blushing, do you like me?"

Feng slightly squinted at Hu Chuli, and frowned displeasedly: "Who likes you, you must be sick."

"Otherwise you don't even dare to drink the water in my house?"

Holding the phone, she lied: "I'm afraid you'll poison my cup."

"Oh." Hu Chuli got up, held the water glass, poured a cup into his own coffee, then raised his head and drank several sips, and yelled confidently, "How is it, can it be done now?"

Feng Qingwei was also arrogant, grabbed the cup back directly, drank it all at once, put down the cup, turned and left.

The person standing behind asked seriously: "Did Miss Feng put too much pressure on herself?"

Feng paused lightly, but did not answer.

Na Hu Chuli continued, fingering his fingers, "Hyperventilation syndrome mainly refers to the clinical syndrome caused by abnormal respiratory movement in the lungs that leads to hyperventilation that exceeds normal metabolic needs."

He had read the information before, and now he has even memorized it.

Feng held her fingers lightly, turned her face away: "What's wrong with me having this disease, I'm not ashamed."

Hu Chuli looked at the back of the woman at the door, and continued, "Continuous hyperventilation leads to excessive discharge of carbon dioxide in the body, making the concentration of carbon dioxide in the body relatively low, and respiratory alkalosis occurs. It can cause the patient's lips, limbs Skin numbness, or even convulsions in severe cases."

Feng gently got a headache when she heard it, she held her hand, and turned her face charmingly, "Thank you, Mr. Hu, for making such a clear investigation, why, do you think I will be grateful to you if you have made such a clear investigation, the two of us are always the same enemy."

People who are on the opposite side of her best friend will naturally not be good people.

Although Hu Chuli talked a lot, Feng Qingwei thought, how could it be possible for her to not be aware of the consequences of the worsening of the disease after suffering from the disease for so many years?
She walked out of the corridor pretending not to know.

The mobile phone in the bag rang, took out the mobile phone and checked, it turned out that it was a call from Zhixin.

"Hey, Zhixin, why are you looking for me when you have time?"

Nan Zhixin's tone was flat: "I'm outside the apartment, and I'm here to pick you up."

"Ah, you know I'm in Hu Chuli's apartment?" Feng Weiwei was surprised, then took off her high heels, and ran downstairs with them.

At the gate, Nan Zhixin was leaning against the car door and waiting, but she looked too serious, with no expression on her face.

Feng gently pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled: "You busy person is finally not busy."

"It's not that I'm not busy, I just heard that you have a hot fight with Mr. Hu Chuli recently, so I came here to take a look."

Nan Zhixin held Feng Qingqing's hand, dragged her into her car, and persuaded her earnestly, "Qingqing, don't you say you like Mr. Ye, then fall in love with him."

Feng slightly excitedly clenched his fists and said yes.

Nan Zhixin was finally relieved: "That's good, I will definitely bring someone to you."

Although neither of the girlfriends asked more about Hu Chuli, they both had something on their minds.

Nan Zhixin always felt that Hu Chuli would take away her most precious things.

"Gently." She stopped the car in fear, held the steering wheel, and looked back at Feng Qingwei, "Your vision has always been good, I believe you."

"Qinxin, don't look at me with such eyes, I will be flustered. Of course my eyes are very good when it comes to choosing a boyfriend." Feng gently held the phone and said Ye Qi on his mouth, but his mind The person who sprang out was Hu Chuli.

She is obviously a nympho, and Mr. Ye Qi is more gentleman than Hu Chuli, and he is not the enemy of her best friend.

Why did Hu Chuli, who had a serious face when he talked about his illness, come to mind?

Shaking her head, she looked at Nan Zhixin with shame on her face: "Zhixin, what have you done recently, then Min Qingqing didn't deal with you anymore, right?"

Nan Zhixin smiled, "How is it possible, she is my number one rival in love." She told her best friend about Xu Mei and Min Qingqing recently.

The best friend opened her eyes wide: "Ah, this woman dares to send someone to supervise you."

"She knows a lot. But in the end, she didn't shoot herself in the foot."

Nan Zhixin looked at Feng Qingqing with a happy face, "I wanted to arrange a chess piece by my side, but unfortunately, I reversed the routine and made Min Qingqing and my chess piece a hostile relationship."

"But after one Xu Mei left, it's hard to guarantee that there won't be another Xu Mei?" Feng Weiwei worried that Nan Zhixin would have to face the enemy all the time.

Nan Zhixin shrugged her shoulders helplessly, and smiled stupidly: "It's okay, come one, I'll take one. When necessary, drag her into the water."

Feng lightly patted her best friend's shoulder with her palm, and suggested casually, "I haven't seen Sister Song for a long time, how about we go have a meal together?"

"No." Nan Zhixin squinted his eyes and looked behind him. The tail came out of nowhere, "We are being followed."

Feng gently lowered the car window and looked out, "Is that the white Masati?"

"No, it's the black Land Rover at the back." Nan Zhixin replied.

"Good guy." Feng Qingwei became curious, "How do you know he has a tail?"

Nan Zhixin laughed heartily: "Because I'm used to it." She raised her hand and looked at Feng Qingqing, "Come to my house for dinner today, I'll cook something delicious for you."

"I won't disturb you and Mr. Fu, will I?" Feng asked in distress.

"It's not night, why bother?" If you don't communicate with your good girlfriends, and wait to be slightly seduced by the bad guy Hu Chuli, then it will be troublesome.

She absolutely can't see her best friend being used as a knife against her.

I can't accept the love of my best friend, and one day it will become a so-called lie.

"Are you busy today?" Nan Zhixin slowly looked at Feng Qingqing's cheek.

Feng Weiwei was very calm: "The company's design plan has been finalized, and I'm not busy."

Nan Zhixin's sideways eyes were as bright as stars.

She frowned: "Then sit still, let's set off."