Chapter 279

"It's nothing. You look like you're going to cry."

Zhong Lei wiped her hands. Seeing that his hands were stained with cream, there was no taboo. She raised her hand and wiped it for him again.

As she gently wiped the tissue with her slender fingers, she sophisticated: "it's nothing. You know we all have rich feelings in creation, and we just feel it suddenly. Why are you sitting here in a daze?"

Chen Feng said casually, "it's a little too much to think about something."

In order to cover up, he lowered his head and licked the ice cream in his hand. It was cold and sweet, and the taste was slightly familiar.

Zhong Lei looks like she can't do anything about him.

"Really, I just saw you sitting here and buying ice cream there. I wanted to wait for you to recover. I didn't know you were going to melt after staying so long. It's a classic strawberry cheese taste that's hard to buy."

Chen Feng was stunned. His pupils suddenly contracted and he was stunned.

Strawberry cheese.

Zheng also lowered his head to lick the ice cream and glanced at his Zhong Lei with a click in his heart.

She suddenly felt that the thing in her hand was not sweet.

Zhong Lei's temperament is both simple and complex.

When Chen Feng first accosted her, an ambiguous remark quickly angered her, so that her attitude was extremely bad.

At that time, she didn't care about Chen Feng's ideas at all, so she didn't bother to think about it, and her EQ was very low.

Later, when Chen Feng taught her how to collude with Lin Youde and Zhou a and turn the other party's plot into her own use, she was also very slow.

If she faces people and things she doesn't care about and doesn't want to know, her brain doesn't turn fast. It's easy to think about the way, and her speech is not considered, which often makes her reporters miserable.

But that doesn't mean she's stupid, it's just that she only focuses on what she wants to focus on.

If it is the things and people she cares about, the situation will become very different. She is extremely sharp and responsive, and the double chamber of commerce is as high as heinous.

Once she only cared about music, now there is another Chen Feng.

Countless confused thoughts flashed through her mind.

Luwei? Qin Lu? Chen Li? He Jiaqi?

Those bold newcomers who want to change songs with him?

impossible!

With his own understanding of him, this is impossible!

He's not like this. I won't look away.

What was my feeling just now?

Illusion?

I care about him so much that I'm too nervous?

It must be!

Besides, now we are not sure what the relationship is. What qualifications do I have to take care of him so leniently?

And with his character, if he really made a decision, would he tell me frankly?

If he is really that kind of person, I have confessed that he will not change my mind in that regard?

So he is obviously not a person who can't stand temptation.

Although Zhong Lei has no experience, she has also been singing at night and is often disturbed by wild bees and butterflies.

Before she returned to Hanzhou to start her resident singing career, her best friend Meng Wanyue also popularized a lot of knowledge about how to prevent smelly men in order to prevent her from being cheated.

She is well aware of her attraction to the opposite sex.

If he can resist his own initiative, he must be able to resist 99.99% of women in the world.

His own strong competitor around him?

Zhong Lei thought for a moment, just Luwei.

But although she and Lu Wei didn't communicate much, they felt like old friends at first sight and knew each other very well.

She knew Luwei was not that kind of person.

As for Chen Feng's other social circles?

Zhong Lei thought about it. They lived together and didn't see him contact anyone too much.

Even when he arrived in Los Angeles, he knew what he did at home.

So, he doesn't, really doesn't.

It must be my own wishful thinking.

After Chen Fengmeng regained consciousness, he saw Zhong Lei's thoughtful daze. He felt inexplicable and guilty, but he thought it was unlikely,

He swallowed and asked, "what's the matter with you?"

Zhong Lei regained consciousness and reluctantly smiled, "no, nothing."

She added another mouthful of ice cream, OK, and began to sweet again.

"Really nothing?"

"Really not."

"Oh." Chen Feng nodded, "it's getting late. I came here today to see your preparation of eight stress and help you find your feelings. Let's practice the song?"

Chen Feng really thinks so.

This time, he listened to the final eight stresses. Since he had goods in his heart, he felt it necessary to help her take it and tune it, so as to achieve the ultimate effect as soon as possible, so he could save at least one or two months.

In addition, he has to figure out how to deal with the "new song" written by Zhong Lei, such as "you think I'm not here".

Zhong Lei slowly adjusted her mind, "well, I made an appointment with Miss lesna to practice at 7:30 in the evening."

Chen Feng looked at Rolex. "It's more than an hour. Let's go to your dormitory first. I'll listen to you play and sing."

Then he stepped forward first.

Zhong Lei, who followed him, raised her eyes and burst out laughing.

Chen Feng looked back blankly, "what's the matter?"

Zhong Lei pointed to his back and laughed, "are you going to tease me to death?"

"What's the matter?"

Chen Feng continued to scratch his hair.

Zhong Lei jumped up, carefully pulled up the back hem of his black casual suit and pulled it in front of him to show him.

Chen Feng stared.

Zhong Lei pulled up his sleeve again and pointed to a piece of white under his elbow, "it's over. In case of ten, Zegna, tut, do you feel bad?"

Chen Feng raised his hand and held his heart.

It's hard.

Although he is very rich now, he has become rich too fast and hasn't enjoyed a luxurious life. He hasn't been able to get away from the psychology of the poor generation, and his heart really hurts.

He looked back at the chair and found a sign in front of it.

The sign says "fresh paint".

Chen Feng: Gan.

Zhong Lei was even happier when she saw his depressed appearance. "Look, look, look, you sit in a white painted chair in black clothes. Now you are a zebra Prince alive. Others are prince charming to pick up. How can you put me here and become a zebra?"

Chen Feng: "you... Hi! I really am."

There is a dressing mirror at the gate of the dormitory building of Mason college. When they go to the mirror, Chen Feng turns around and looks behind him. It's really like what Zhong Lei said. It's a zebra.

He spread his hand painfully, "all right, the zebra Prince is also a prince at least."

"Come on, don't be a liar. Go to my dormitory first. I asked the dormitory life assistant to help buy a set of men's clothes. How can you dress like this?"

Chen Feng nodded again, "HMM."

When going up the stairs, Zhong Lei secretly looked at him from time to time.

Just now, after discovering that Zegna, who was expensive, had been burned, he felt distressed, which made her seem to have returned to the way she first met him in the apartment.

Ordinary with some humor.

It's incredible. No one will believe that a man with billions of dollars will be heartbroken because he destroyed a set of leisure clothes of more than 100000 yuan.

At that moment, his tight soul seemed to relax again.

But soon, with the silence sweeping again, Zhong Lei felt that Chen Feng's heavy feeling came back.

His soul seemed to be clenching his teeth and clenching his fist again.

Zhong Lei really wants to grab his shoulder and desperately ask him, what's on your mind that can press you like this?

Just now he thought, how preoccupied was the problem?

I didn't notice such a big smell of paint or such a large piece of wet paint. I sat down and sat down for so long, revealing that shape.

In fact, as early as a few months ago, Zhong Lei had gradually noticed the change of Chen Feng.

But recently, the feeling has become stronger and stronger. Zhong Lei doesn't know whether she has become sensitive or whether Chen Feng's strange temperament has gradually lost control.

When did he start to change?

Zhong Lei thought for a moment. It was about when he began to create and gradually showed his talent.

Zhong Lei thought to herself, is it true that the more talented a person is, the closer he is to the direction of the madman?

Chen Feng began to split his personality?

No, I won't be busy until I get to the bedroom. I have to ask.

Chen Feng, who was walking in front of him, also thought to himself that Zhong Lei's thoughtful appearance just now was really terrible. There was a spirit in her subconscious eyes, and her eyes seemed to pierce her pupils.

Zhong Lei's talent is terrible. Her meticulous observation is terrible. You have to be more careful when you look back.

If she sees through something, no matter what she sees through, it may lead to unpredictable consequences.

Empiricism tells Chen Feng that he is still careful to make the Wannian ship for the sake of stability.

They went into the bedroom.

Zhong Lei closed the door behind her hand, slapped Chen Feng on the back and shouted, "Chen Feng!"

Chen Feng was excited all over and hurried back, "Hey, what's up."

Zhong Lei looked straight at him, "you're distracted again."

"Nothing."

"If you're not distracted, what are you doing so loudly? Go ahead."

Chen Feng pretended to be crazy, "what did you say?"

"Tell me what's in your heart. If you don't make it clear today, don't think of this door!"

Zhong Lei really locked the fingerprint lock with her backhand, her hands on her hips, and her momentum was awe inspiring.

With her large-scale movements, her long hair fluttered and became more powerful.

Well, the little woman disappeared and returned to the reckless nvxia mode that once slapped Zhou a without changing her face.

With the characteristics of this lock, it really can't be opened without her master's fingerprint.

Chen Feng turned his head and looked at the balcony outside the living room behind him. He pinched his fingers and calculated that the floor was not high.

As a professional player with rich jumping experience, he said there was no pressure, but it would be too shocking.

But the last time the delta wing saved people, it could barely be explained by common sense. It was a little too much to jump from a building unharmed in public.

It seemed that this disaster could not be avoided. He began to think seriously and conceive language.

Zhong Lei holds her chest in her hands and leans her back against the door. She looks like I see what tricks you have.

However, she looks arrogant on the surface, but in fact, she is a little nervous.

"I had a long nightmare last night. It was very real and I couldn't get away."

Chen Feng thought hard for a moment and finally said so.

Zhong Lei couldn't believe him. "Nonsense, I believe you have ghosts. Do you look like a person who can have nightmares?"