"No."
"My stomach is a little uncomfortable."
Qiao Minghui covered her belly, frowned slightly, and whispered to Lin Feihang, "I want to go back and have a rest."
"When you're free another day, can you?"
At the moment, Qiao Minghui's stomach is not only uncomfortable, but also her heart is beating wildly.
In this case, of course, she can't learn the piano anymore.
"Yes."
"Then I'll take you home."
Lin Feihang, who knows he can't succeed today, naturally wants good people to do it to the end and send the Buddha to the West.
When Qiao Minghui's house is downstairs, of course he won't go upstairs.
After all, when you go upstairs, you will meet Qiao Mingxiu, Qiao Mingyan and Fang Bingbing.
Isn't it completely embarrassing to meet this?
Although Lin Feihang didn't mind, he had a bloody scuffle with Xu Longshan's seven sisters to distinguish who won and who lost.
But this premise also needs Xu Longshan's seven sisters.
Willing to fight with Lin Feihang!
"This... Learning the piano has been very troublesome for you."
"I'll take a taxi."
Qiao Minghui whispered to Lin Feihang, "it's not close. It may take half an hour to drive."
"Half an hour is not far."
"Besides, this is a tourist area. There are many people and it's not easy to take a taxi." Lin Feihang couldn't help laughing at Qiao Minghui: "it's such a happy decision. I'll give it to you."
"This..."
"All right."
Qiao Minghui had to gently nod and obediently follow Lin Feihang behind.
She likes Lin Feihang's character very much. She will not only respect her opinions, but also care for her and occasionally be domineering.
For her good domineering, of course she likes it.
Because there will be classes tomorrow morning, Qiao Minghui didn't go to Qiao Mingyan's villa, but asked Lin Feihang to send her to the teacher's apartment of Jingjiang music university.
"Creak."
"Hui'er!"
When Qiao Minghui just got off Lin Feihang's BMW, the door of a yellow pull wind Porsche sports car opened, and a big boy with yellow hair, Armani casual clothes and Patek Philippe watch.
Holding a bunch of roses, he approached Qiao Minghui very attentively.
"Lin Zhongcheng?"
Looking at the Porsche Shaolin Zhongcheng in front of him, Qiao Minghui frowned slightly and a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes.
She is very annoyed with Lin Zhongcheng, who has been pestering her major and minor.
But he refused Lin Zhongcheng several times, but Lin Zhongcheng always pestered her, making her very upset, but there was no way.
"Hui'er, let's watch a movie together in the evening."
"How's it going?"
Lin Zhongcheng took the flowers and smiled at Qiao Minghui, who thought he was handsome.
Qiao Minghui said coldly, "sorry, I'm not free."
"Are you all right now?"
"Let's go."
Lin Zhongcheng reaches out to pull Qiao Minghui's wrist.
"People say you're not free. Are you deaf or blind?" Lin Feihang sneered, walked up to Qiao Minghui, held his arm and looked at Lin Zhongcheng coldly.
He thought to himself, the chance to pretend to be B slapped in the face has finally come!
He Lin Feihang can finally have a happy, like the son of luck, pretending to B slap in the face!
After all, according to the original plot, Lin Zhongcheng, who entangled Qiao Minghui, will be beaten in the face by Xu Longshan.
But now, this opportunity is naturally cheap for Lin Feihang!
"Who are you?"
"I ask hui'er, you can control it!" Hearing Lin Feihang's words, he stared at Lin Feihang in front of him. Lin Zhongcheng sneered and scolded Lin Feihang impolitely: "get out of here, don't fight."
"You poor B, if you don't go away, I'll break your leg."
"Arrogant enough."
When Lin Feihang heard the speech, he smiled angrily: "no one has said such arrogant words to me for a long time, calling me poor B."
Thinking of his previous life, Lin Feihang flashed a smile around his mouth and said in a cold voice, "I miss it."
"I scold you, but you still laugh?"
Looking at the laughing Lin Feihang, Lin Zhongcheng was surprised and said, "what's wrong with your brain?"
"Is it a psycho?"
"Professor Lin, this?"
Qiao Minghui, who didn't know Lin Feihang's identity, looked at Lin Feihang with some worry. I don't want Lin Feihang to get into such trouble for her.
"You don't have to worry about this. I can solve it."
Lin Feihang looked at Qiao Minghui who was worried, smiled and said to Qiao Minghui, "it's not a big deal. Go back and have a rest."
"This?"
Qiao Minghui was stunned and didn't know what strength Lin Feihang had.
"Get out of here."
Pointing to Lin Feihang's nose, Lin Zhongcheng said with a ferocious smile: "in front of hui'er, I don't want to do it, so you'd better go away."
"Or I'll beat you up now, poor B!"
"Drive a broken BMW?"
"What B!"
Glancing at Lin Feihang's BMW seven series and looking at Lin Zhongcheng of Porsche sports car, he despised Lin Feihang's BMW: "I tell you, hui'er is a woman you are destined not to get."
"You are so poor B, you don't deserve to be close to hui'er!"
"I tell you, hui'er is my woman!"
"Lin Zhongcheng!"
Qiao Minghui smelled the speech and frowned slightly. He looked at Lin Zhongcheng angrily and scolded, "I have nothing to do with you!"
"Please speak with respect."
"Sooner or later you are my woman!"
Lin Zhongcheng is full of confidence in himself and thinks he can handle Qiao Minghui!
"You!"
"Well, there's no need to quarrel with such a mentally retarded person."
Lin Feihang looked at Lin Zhongcheng in front of him and said with a smile: "are you from the Lin family?"
"Is your father Lin Zhanjun?"
"Do you know my father?"
Hearing Lin Feihang's words, Lin Zhongcheng was a little surprised and said, "yes, I'm from the Lin family, and my father is Lin Zhanjun."
"Since you know who I am, don't you get out of here?"
Pointing to Lin Feihang's nose, Lin Zhongcheng sneered, "you poor B!"
"Do you know who I am?"
Lin Feihang carried his hands and looked at the arrogant Lin Zhongcheng like watching a play. He disdained to say, "even if your father is standing here, he doesn't dare to talk to me like this."
"Who are you?"
Lin Zhongcheng looked at Lin Feihang with disdain and scolded arrogantly: "you are a poor B!"
"I'm Lin......"
"Cough."
Lin Feihang realized that Qiao Minghui was right in front of him. He coughed and quickly changed his mouth: "you're Chang Desheng under the forest!"
"Chang Desheng?"
Hearing Lin Feihang's self-reported name, Lin Zhongcheng was stunned. He scratched his head in doubt, frowned and said, "I haven't heard of it, Chang Desheng. What a rubbish name."
"You give it to me, asshole."
"Stop fooling people."
"There are no regular homes in Jingjiang!"
Pointing to Lin Feihang's nose, Lin Zhongcheng scolded rudely, "get out!"