The pampered baby of King's High School

Feng Yingchen ran in the direction of the voice, and was surprised to find that Mo Tata fell weakly under the counter with his eyes closed, and kept shouting hard: "Help me... save me... there is a bomb, get out of here ..."

Feng Yingchen's gaze stopped at the corner of the counter, and when he looked down, an imperceptible miniature bomb was making a faint "dididi" sound, and the red number was counting down, only 1 minute left!

"The Devil Gang is the greatest, I want to die with you... Hahaha!!" The old man laughed loudly, but his eyes were full of indifference to death.

An Canmo seemed to realize something, took out a pistol and put it on the old man's forehead, and shot quickly, killing the old man on the spot.

"Run!" Feng Yingchen yelled angrily, took Mo Tata on his back and rushed outside the bar.

After running far, far away, I finally heard an astonishing explosion, real. The love bar is completely ruined.

"Fuck!! That damned old man, with his superficial smile, I knew his background was definitely not simple! I didn't expect such a ruthless move, it was too insidious." Xia Zeye slammed his fist hard On the wall, and then screamed in pain.

"Fortunately, Mo Tata reminded us in the bar..." An Canmo said thoughtfully, "Why didn't she escape? Doesn't this girl know that she is dangerous? Why is she hiding behind the counter?"

"Who knows... It seems that God won't let us die." Su Yuxi smiled wryly, and took a long breath, "Is she all right? Why has she been in a coma?"

"Stop talking nonsense." Feng Yingchen interrupted coldly, with a bloodthirsty look in his eyes, "Ye, you and Xi go back to the gang to bandage your wounds. Mo, you also go back to the gang to rest with them."

"What about you? And... what about Mo Tata?" Su Yuxi asked.

"Don't worry about this." Feng Yingchen said coldly, "I will send her home, and then go back to the gang. You go first."

"Well. Then be careful, let's go back first." An Canmo waved at Feng Yingchen, and the three of them drove away in the night in a royal blue BMW...

Feng Yingchen sighed helplessly, smelling the smell of alcohol and snoring from the girl behind her, she had the urge to throw her on the street and leave, but if there was no such stupid woman just now ……Forget it.Feng Yingchen became cruel and continued to walk towards the parking lot with Mo Tata on her back.

Putting Mo Tata on the co-pilot, and then opened the door to start the car, Feng Yingchen smelled the smell of alcohol in the car, and cast a contemptuous glance at Mo Tata who was sleeping soundly with her beautiful eyes.

Her ball head is clean and free, her face is pink, and there is even a little baby fat that hasn't faded. Like an apple, she is not recognized as a melon-faced beauty, but she still has the simplest innocence and loveliness of a girl.Her mouth was upturned like a baby, as tender as a peach.Soft eyelashes covered her closed eyes, trembling restlessly, just like her character, mischievous and flamboyant.

She is not a beauty and not so beautiful, but she is still very cute...

Feng Yingchen laughed at herself, her smile was so charming but alienated.cute?How could I judge a girl like that?It was so funny.Obviously seeing girls will get bored and indifferent.

It's not that Feng Yingchen doesn't hate her, on the contrary, she has no feelings for her.He was naturally annoyed by the sight of the opposite sex, and sickened by the flattering expressions of those women towards him.But Mo Tata could actually see her face three times in one day, and every time something unexpected happened.And this girl is so ignorant and reckless, which is exactly what Feng Yingchen dislikes.However, she appeared at the most important moment and helped the four of them escape.

Feng Yingchen also silently admitted that it was probably God who felt uncomfortable seeing him calling the wind and calling the rain and living a happy and happy life, and deliberately wanted a nemesis to appear in his life to interfere with him?what else can we do?Perhaps this is fate, there is no way to escape.

Thinking of this, the corners of Feng Yingchen's mouth curved into a cold and deep arc.