Gay Killing Season

A week of modeling life ends with a sumptuous dinner.

The car was speeding, and the hum of the engine was sometimes low and sometimes high-pitched. Lin Bi slowly parked the car on the side of the road.

"Have you ever calculated how much I should pay you? I'll get it right now." Chen Feifei took out the gun.

Lin Bing looked forward and grinned, "Aren't you out of money now?"

"I have a credit card. I'll pay you the money first, and I'll pay it back slowly. Otherwise, you'll work hard for a week and get nothing." He lowered his head and smoothed the hair on his chest.

He glanced at Chen Feifei helplessly, "Oh, I'm not that short of money. Let's talk about it when you have it. You can give it to me later, and you can get interest. It seems to be more cost-effective." He said happily.

Looking at her side face firmly, "It's okay, I can use the credit card first, and wait for me next month."

"Okay, I'm really not that short of money. You also paid for my gas, board and lodging for me, and I don't have much money left. I'll ask you for it when I'm short of money. Go back and rest soon. Let's just live in this community!" Lin Bing bowed his head and looked out.

There was a crisp "rustling" sound of the tip of the pen across the paper, and Chen Feifei stuffed the note to Lin Bi. "This is my phone number. If you don't have money, you can call me." He knocked on the window of the car, "Then can you also give me a contact information, in case I have money, I will send it to you."

Holding his chin with his left hand, he smiled happily at Chen Feifei, "No need, I'll call you if I'm short of money, bye." The car window was slowly raised.

The car disappeared from sight with a "swish". Suddenly realizing something, Chen Feifei put down her things in a panic and chased after it desperately.

The tires smoked and left two long marks on the ground. The sound of friction rang in my ears. The car stopped abruptly. Lin Bing poked his head out of the car inexplicably, "What's the matter, did you forget something?"

Chen Feifei took out her wallet out of breath, "You forgot to return your wallet, because I was afraid that you would be embarrassed to spend my money, so I took your wallet away in advance that day, but thank you very much, really, Lin Bing. "

A little surprised, he took the wallet, turned his head in silence, and the car sped quickly.

Near noon, footsteps came and went in the corridor, Lin Bing violently writhed his body, rubbed his sleepy eyes, jumped up from the bed, tidied up for a while, then walked out with a restless face, looking at the empty corridor. He yawned and dragged his exhausted body downstairs.

Looking back inadvertently, Lin Ye came out of the kitchen in ecstasy, "Lin Ping, you're back, I thought, Dad just stewed your favorite chicken soup with red dates."

Looking at the dishes on the table from the corner of his eye, Lin Bing poured a glass of water, "Who else? You should do the cooking yourself." Tilting his head slightly, water dripped down the corners of Wei Yang's mouth.

The sound of sparse heels touching the ground came from the stairwell, and they walked gracefully.

Lin Ye smiled, his face glowing red, "Your Aunt Chen, this is Aunt Chen's niece Chen Feifei, and Feifei is Lin Bing."

Chen Feifei's footsteps seemed to be exceptionally light, and she felt extremely relaxed in her heart, "Lin Bao, I'm glad to see you again." Naturally, she took Lin Bao's wrist.

Startled for a moment, a trace of coldness appeared inadvertently in his eyes, and Lin Bian took in a breath of cool air gently.

Aunt Chen smiled lovingly, "Lin Bing, according to your age, you should be called Sister Feifei, but the age gap is not that big, so there shouldn't be any generation gap."

"Lin Bing, I just came back from the United States. Fortunately, you, Aunt Chen, helped me with the company's affairs during the few days I was away. It happened that Aunt Chen's niece and daughter came back, so I invited them to come."

Putting the water glass on the table with a "click", Lin Bin frowned, as if dark clouds were hanging over it, "That's your business, you didn't take me into consideration in your party today, I just happened to meet you." Indifferent walk past them.

Auntie Chen's smile disappeared, and she looked sadly at Lin Bian's back, "Lin Bing, I know you hate me, and you can't accept me at all, but."

"It's a good thing you still have self-knowledge, you don't need to please me in every possible way, it's disgusting." Lin Bian's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"Feifei, our Lin Bing has this personality, don't mind too much, clean up and let's eat!" Lin Ye managed to squeeze out a smile, comforting Chen Feifei warmly.

With a smile still on her face, Chen Feifei obediently pulled away the chair in front of the dining table, "It's okay, Uncle Lin, well, wait a moment, I'll go talk to sister Lin Bing." She hurriedly chased after her.

Standing at the door of Lin Bi's room, he knocked on the door patiently.

After a long time, Lin Bing opened the door expressionlessly, and quickly lay back on the bed, closing his eyes in a gloomy mood.

People who were choked by the strong tobacco smell dared not move forward. Chen Feifei turned on the lights, looked around the room, picked up some artworks curiously, put them down carefully, and tapped the helmet lightly with her fingers, "Hey, Lin Pal, you Can ride a motorcycle, this helmet is really cool, wow, I won so many trophies, all of them are from motorcycle competitions." Qianqian exhaled, "We are quite destined, your father is my aunt's boss, Well, can you take me with you in the next car race, I want to have a look and find inspiration, and I will give you your money."

Lin Bing turned sideways irritably, his eyes trembled but did not open.

"We're friends, aren't we? Is it rude to come to your house with this attitude?" There was a bit of grievance in the words, "Then I'll go, you rest!" Looking back from time to time, Lin Pan Still turning her back in silence, Chen Feifei closed the door in frustration.