The pampered baby of King's High School

"En." Feng Yingchen responded lightly, turned around and took out an exquisite clothes packing box from the closet beside him, he put the box on the bed, glanced at her with cold eyes, and said coldly, "The clothes are here, you can go." Turning around, she walked to the bathroom and closed the door.

After confirming that Feng Yingchen was taking a shower, Motata heaved a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and carefully opened the box, inside was a brand new and neat plaid shirt suit...and...a set of pink floral cotton underwear? ? !

Mo Tata didn't even care about being shy, quickly put on his underwear and put on his clothes, picked up all the messy clothes on the ground and threw them into the trash can.Then he slammed the door open and rushed out without hesitation.

The bar in the early morning is extremely quiet, only the crisp sound of wine glasses colliding gently, not like the night, crazy and fierce, turbulent and noisy, but a kind of quietness.

The faint smell of red wine came to the nostrils, Motata sniffed, and the tears she had endured for a long time finally flowed down, wet her round cheeks, soaked her soft hair, her innocent eyes made people feel distressed .

Motata borrowed some hot water from the bartender at the side, and after a simple wash, he left this cold place.

——Why do you crush my hard-earned affection for you time and time again into pieces?

- I don't think I'll ever have feelings for you anymore.

Looking at the cold street, Mo Tata wiped away his tears with his hand.

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The cell phone rang suddenly in the steamy bathroom. Feng Yingchen turned off the shower head, wiped the wet hair with a clean towel, and took the cell phone.

The crystal water drops fell on the bronze chest muscles, which was very charming.

Feng Yingchen's voice was cold and magnetic, "What's going on?"

"Master Feng, we have already asked the bar manager about the situation last night, and the other party replied that there are no gangsters entering or leaving the bar."

"Where's the monitoring data?" Feng Yingchen's voice was cold.

"...Last night, the monitoring equipment in this bar failed, and the monitoring could not be identified."

"En." Feng Yingchen responded lightly and hung up the phone.He tossed the phone aside in agitation, his sword eyebrows were clustered, looking indifferent and unapproachable, his eyes were cold and dark, like a cruel killer from the world of ice and snow.

Last time, Motata was beaten by a group of unknown people in the academy.This time, she and he were drugged silently.The similarity between the two incidents is that the instigator never dared to show his face.But are these two things connected?Who on earth is going to do this?Who wants to push her into a corner step by step like this?For the first time, Feng Yingchen had a very bad premonition.

The instigator must have been living beside them, paying close attention to their every move, ready to take out a sharp knife at any time to tear them apart.Who is this person?Feng Yingchen clenched her fists unconsciously.

Mo Tata was wandering alone in the quiet Miluo market, turned on his phone, and said: .

This prosperous city full of material desires is still in a state of sleep, and people are still enjoying intoxicating dreams.Only I was wandering on the road like a lost soul, not knowing where to go, my tears had already been dried by the cool wind, but my heart was a desolate wasteland.

Just when Mo Tata looked like a "sad literary and artistic young woman", the hungry "cuckoo" sound from his stomach broke all the atmosphere related to literature and art.

Mo Tata, what kind of literary and artistic young woman are you pretending to be?At best, she is the female man among the cute girls! ! !

Mo Tata was about to forage, but he heard the sound of "Bi Bi" from the car behind him. Mo Tata turned around and found that it was an expensive and luxurious BMW.The rear window was opened by the people inside, and a sunny and fashionable woman was seen wearing a pair of huge sunglasses, quite star-like.

She happily waved to Mo Tata, "Hi! Tata!"

Mo Tata was taken aback for a moment, and then shouted joyfully, "Aunt Fang?!" Fang Yaqing pushed open the car door, and then called kindly to the people in the car, "Come on, Lele, come down quickly." Then a person in the car stayed The little boy with the pumpkin head poked out his head obediently, took Fang Yaqing's hand and jumped out of the car, and the two walked to Mo Tata together.

Mo Tata wanted to cry but had no tears!There are also bursts of sweat on the forehead, woo woo! !Why is it Feng Yingle, this little cunning guy again? Every time I encounter this cute version of the glans, I feel kidney deficiency... Feng Yingchen and Feng Yingle are a big devil and a little devil! ! !

"Tata, what are you doing here alone so early?" Fang Yaqing took off her sunglasses and put them into the LV handbag beside her.

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