Kuai Chuan: Who said the villain is pure hearted

Chu Mu raised his head, rested his chin on Feng Beiming's shoulder, and looked at the wall in front, trying to find a gap to bury himself in.

But in front of him, there is only a white wall.

Forget it, when it comes, it's safe.

"My stomach hurts, I'm hungry." Chu Mu's weak voice rang in Feng Beiming's ear, and all the slightly hot breath sprayed onto Feng Beiming's neck.

"I'll take you down to find something to eat." If anyone who knew Feng Beiming knew, not only did he not throw out the person who was close to him, but he even took the initiative to hug him.

It is estimated that the eyeballs of the big guy can be like almonds after the rain, falling all over the ground.

[The task is in progress, the progress of the target's probation is 1%, points 1]

Feng Beiming, who was tall and had long legs, carried Chu Mu who was also not much shorter than him, and got into a valuable Maybach.

After more than ten minutes, the car stopped in front of an antique shop. There were two lanterns hanging in front of the shop. The shop was surrounded by fences and some lotus flowers were planted in the yard.

It is really rare to have such a quiet place in the middle of the bustling city.

After the two entered the private room, Feng Beiming put Chu Mu in his arms on the sofa.

Feng Beiming has met many people, but he has never seen someone like Chu Mu, who even lying there sickly, exudes aura from head to toe.

Feng Beiming touched the temperature of the milk before handing it to Chu Mu, "Drink some first, and then have some hot porridge later."

Lao Li, who came in with the milk, looked ahead and didn't dare to look too much in the private room, but the gossip in his heart could already be written into an 8000-word essay.

Who is this person, that the young master can hold him in his own hands? It's amazing.

Could it be that this person is the legendary dragon who came here to save their young master?

"Thank you..." Chu Mu took a sip of the milk and took a few sips. The warm milk entered the stomach, and the stomach felt much more comfortable.

If Lord Ghost King hadn't been burdened with being an idol, he would have wanted to sit down at the stairs and rest for a while.

"Chu Mu"'s grievances, I will definitely wash him clean. Seeing that the child is scared, his stomach hurts like that after not eating for a few days, and he will be forced to jump off the building by a group of fools.

Chu Mu didn't notice, white milk flowed down the corner of his mouth...

Feng Beiming, who was sitting next to Chu Mu: "..."

Is the air conditioner in the box broken? It's suddenly very hot.

Feng Beiming stared at Chu Mu for a few seconds, raised his hand, and gently wiped the corner of Chu Mu's mouth with his thumb.

The delicate skin, straight nose, pale lips, and those fox-like eyes make people want to indulge in it.

"You..." Chu Mu didn't know that his own face was dirty, and looked at Feng Beiming suspiciously.

"The milk is running down, it's dirty." Feng Beiming's magnetic voice became even deeper.

It's so embarrassing, eating like a child, and the ghost king wants to drill a hole again.

Why do you make a fool of yourself all day long, can it still work?

Chu Mu turned his head out of the window and made a voice as thin as a mosquito: "Thank you."

"Yeah." Feng Beiming didn't know why he stretched out his hand suddenly, not to mention how serious his cleanliness was, but touching others and wiping the things that flowed out of their mouths was something that he never dared to think about before.

"My name is Feng Beiming..." Feng Beiming stretched out his right hand with well-defined bones and a suitable length.

Feng's consortium is one of the top 5 in the world, with businesses all over the world, involved in all walks of life, and Feng Beiming is the most gifted in business in the Feng family's generation.

Three years ago, 3-year-old Feng Beiming, as the heir, entered the Feng family and began to take over the business. In three years, he raised the company's status from the top 22 in the world to the top 3 now.

Chu Mu put his hand on the big palm in mid-air, "My name is Chu Mu, and I am a junior student in the Music Department of D University."

A person like Feng Beiming, who talks about billions of dollars in business all day long, probably hasn't discovered that he is covered in scandals.

After drinking half a bowl of bone porridge, my stomach relieved a lot and I no longer felt pain.

Chu Mu thought about how he should ask for the contact information of the other party, so that he could make more contacts and break into the enemy's interior easily.

While they were thinking about each other, a middle-aged man in a suit walked in, leaned over and whispered a few words in Feng Beiming's ear.

During this period, Feng Beiming raised his head and looked across the table at the person who was drinking bone porridge gracefully.

Chu Mu raised his head, thinking about adding a WeChat account, but unexpectedly, their eyes met, and both of them saw their own reflection in each other's eyes.

Feng Beiming took a look first: "Just now when I was carrying you downstairs, I was photographed, and now it's trending, do I need to remove it?"

photographed?popular?

Chu Mu didn't reply, took out his phone, and checked Weibo.

"Shocked! Chu Mu actually climbed into the car of the rich man."

The content was a 2-minute video. In the video, Chu Mu's face was clearly captured, but Feng Beiming only had a back view.

Just watching the video, it was quite pleasing to the eye. Feng Beiming, who had broad shoulders and long legs, hugged Chu Mu, and Chu Mu put his chin on Feng Beiming's shoulder sickly.

The whole is a beautiful picture of the domineering president hugging his little wife.

Nonsence.It should be the captain with excellent ability to take care of the disabled and sick teammates.

But looking through the comments below, all kinds of abuse and insults emerge in endlessly, and the beautiful picture is said to be like a mistress who robbed someone's husband. Chu Mu Xiaosan.

Hey, people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong, so it's really not good for me to be famous.

Feng Beiming didn't urge Chu Mu to answer, but just drank tea quietly and looked at the delicate person opposite from time to time.

When she lowered her head, her slightly long bangs covered those fox-like eyes, and her slender, white hands rubbed her red and tender earlobes.

That earlobe should be soft, otherwise how could I make that hand so lingering.

"No, I will solve these things myself, thank you!"

Chu Mu looked through the hot searches for a long time before finally stopping what he was doing, raised his head and replied.

Chu Mu's eyes were bright, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his eyebrows were slightly raised. His confidence and flamboyance covered up his weakness and paleness.

During the 10 minutes he was busy just now, Feng Beiming went through his information all over, and he was completely different from what was said on the Internet.

Although the person is a little thinner and his complexion is a little darker, it has nothing to do with drugs at all.

Qun? P is even more impossible. Who has ever gotten such a person, and let others touch him with a finger?

If something like this happened, it is estimated that the place where he lived before going back was blocked by black fans, so where can he go later?Will it be attacked by black fans again?

After thinking a lot, Feng Beiming finally couldn't ignore the worry in his heart: "Would you like to go to my house?"

Chu Mu choked on the tea and coughed so badly that the whole part above the neck was stained pink like the morning glow.

I just thought of asking you for a WeChat ID, and you already want to take me home, didn't you agree that the villain, who has no desires, will take me home with this shot?