My Peerless Beauty President

"Boss, are you okay?"

After Zhang Chenfeng dealt with these gangsters, he walked up to Tang Heman again with a friendly smile on his face.

His friendly appearance doesn't look like the invincible god of war who shot fiercely before.

Tang Heman is also a woman who has experienced great storms, even if there is overwhelming shock in her heart, she will not easily express it on her face.

She coughed twice, brushed the broken hair on her forehead with her jade fingers, smiled coquettishly, and said, "What can be the matter, didn't you guys solve all the troubles?"

After saying this, she nodded to Zhen Tingqiang to express her gratitude, but smiled at Zhang Chenfeng.

The treatment of master and apprentice is obviously not on the same level.

At this time, Zhen Tingqiang felt guilty. Thinking of the embarrassment he was so scared that he couldn't control his limbs, Xiaoqiang felt sorry for Master's careful teaching for so many days.

In addition, Zhen Tingqiang and Zhang Chenfeng have been together for a long time, so they have an incomparable understanding of Master's living habits.

Now that the matter is settled, only he and the proprietress are left. If he doesn't do a quick flash, he will be a light bulb here. Wouldn't it be a waste of Master's painstaking cultivation?

"Master, this apprentice is not good at cultivation, I'm embarrassing you, now go back to the gym to practice, you and the proprietress should talk first."

Zhen Tingqiang lowered his head and said to Zhang Chenfeng with a sincere expression of reformation.

"Meeting on a narrow road, the brave wins. The demonic obstacle in your heart comes from your fear. If this cannot be eliminated, it will be difficult to make progress in the future. I have nothing to give advice on other aspects. Just this one, I hope you go back and reflect on it as soon as possible. Get over it, go back to training first."

Zhang Chenfeng had his hands behind his back, looking like an unfathomable expert.

Zhang Chenfeng was young, but the words he said were beyond the reach of many old people.

Zhen Tingqiang understood, nodded vigorously, greeted the proprietress, then turned and left in a hurry.

"Are you his master? What exactly do you do? Why do you still have this kind of address between master and apprentice? Could it be that you are a man of ancient martial arts mentioned in the movie? Then dare to ask what kind of sect Master Zhang is from?"

Tang Heman's tall nose wrinkled, her two raised eyebrows were lightly clustered together, and she joked with a winking smile.

She said this as a joke, but in fact, the topic of Gu Wu has never been a legend.

The Xiao Clan and various other sects exist, but ordinary people like the proprietress don't know about these, and Zhang Chenfeng doesn't want to tell her about them.

"I have no background and no sect. Calling Master is also Xiaoqiang's love. We are all fitness enthusiasts. I usually teach him the skills of exercising. In order to thank me, Xiaoqiang calls him Master. In fact, it is just a cloud."

When Zhang Chenfeng was talking, there was always a pleasant smile on the corner of his mouth. Seeing the proprietress Tang Heman, Zhang Chenfeng's irritable mood could always be relaxed.

At this moment in the bar, apart from the twenty or so bastards lying on the ground, only he and the proprietress were sober.

The beautiful scenery on a good day is the time to sing about wine, talk about life and ideals.

Zhang Chenfeng took Tang Heman to the bar counter of the bar, took out a few bottles of wine, poured them into the bartender's professional containers, and chatted with the proprietress.

"It turns out that you also like to exercise."

Tang Heman sat on a chair at the bar, looking at Zhang Chenfeng who was shaking the shaker.

Zhang Chenfeng's body does not have a single bit of fat, his muscles are extremely refined, and his face has a perfect shape with sharp edges and corners. It takes many years of fitness to create a perfect body shape.

Looking at it, Tang Heman's eyes couldn't help but become a little unnatural, and the temperature on his face rose more and more, showing a flush of color.

At this moment, Zhang Chenfeng held the shaker in his hand, exchanged his hands, threw it in front of him and behind him, and then threw it into the air. He played tricks very skillfully. Cool.

He can even mix drinks, and it seems that this skill is very unusual?

Tang Heman didn't feel that leaning on her chin with her hand, she leaned over the bar counter, looking a little fascinated.

Because of bending over, the shallow V neckline of the tight-fitting T-shirt was slightly opened, revealing a snow-colored hill.

"Miss Boss, your eyes are straightened, and your face starts to turn red when you don't drink. You must be gluttonous. I just have time today, so let's have a few drinks."

Zhang Chenfeng slowly poured the mixed wine into the goblet in front of Tang Heman.

The white of the whiskey, the earthy yellow of the vodka, the dark red of the red wine, and the green of the kiwi juice are clearly arranged in the glass, making this glass of wine not only attractive in appearance, but also full of Brother Zhang's special intentions for the proprietress.

Tang Heman has experienced a lot in society alone, and is several times more sensitive to men's thoughts than ordinary women. Of course, she knew that Zhang Chenfeng was full of adult jokes when he said this.

In fact, from the first day he met Zhang Chenfeng, this mysterious man has always put his bohemian feeling on the surface.

However, Tang Heman couldn't see through Zhang Chenfeng's deepest thoughts.

The man in front of him is definitely different from ordinary men. He loves beauty, but he is not greedy, and has no desire to possess her body.

This is something that is difficult for ordinary men, especially rich, handsome, rich and handsome men like him.

"Damn it, I'm tired, watching you mix wine, just enjoying it and taking a break, can't you?"

Tang Heman's charming eyes gave Zhang Chenfeng a blank look pretending to be angry.

Seeing Zhang Chenfeng's straight gaze falling into her ditch again, she gave a coquettish smile and stood up unhurriedly.

After tidying up the neckline of the T-shirt, she picked up the wine glass in her hand, parted her plump lips slightly, and took a sip.

"It's delicious. This is the most special cocktail I've ever had. It tastes very special. Did you put any special ingredients in it?"

Tang Heman took a sip of the cocktail Zhang Chenfeng made himself, and his eyes lit up instantly.

Whiskey, vodka, red wine and kiwi fruit are common wines and drinks in bars, but different combination methods, different skills and efforts of each bartender will make different tastes.

The glass of wine that Zhang Chenfeng mixed was obviously the best among cocktails. It was the most special glass of wine that Tang Heman had ever drunk, and it brought back many memories of her past.

"Everyone thinks differently when drinking, so the taste of the wine will be different. If you think it tastes good, it's probably because the bartender made you like it."

Zhang Chenfeng also poured himself a glass of whiskey, and lightly bumped into the proprietress, with a rather calm expression on his face.

However, after hearing Zhang Chenfeng's words, Tang Heman's heart visibly trembled violently.

That's right, Zhang Chenfeng, a mysterious person who gave her a lot of special feelings, really moved her heart.

Although Tang Heman has experienced a lot in these years, her mental maturity is far from comparable to that of women of the same age, and she is not easy to fall in love with anyone.

However, Zhang Chenfeng was not only excellent in all aspects, but also saved her twice in a row.

This kind of liking full of endless gratitude is not comparable to ordinary emotional factors.

"Are you saying, I like you?"

The embarrassment on Tang Heman's face was fleeting.

Afterwards, she smiled sweetly, took a big sip of the wine in the glass, and said, "Okay, I'm not joking with you, how did you know that I was arrested here?"