Chapter 591

"But in that case, don't we think too much?"

All of a sudden, Lu ziqiao's words changed, and he looked at Zhang Wei and Guan Gu with a cheap smile.

They also smile, and even slap Lu ziqiao excitedly.

"I'll spray you to death with a mouthful of soda water. What's in your mind, LV ziqiao?"

Chen Meijia stares, takes the orange on the table and throws it at LV ziqiao. However, LV ziqiao takes it easily.

"Farewell, meet again, dry firewood and fire!"

Lu ziqiao raised his eyebrows and gave a strange laugh to Zhang Wei.

"Do you still have to guess the following story?" Zhang Wei also said with a smile.

"All right!"

Hu Yifei glared: "the reason why Yumo lives in the love apartment is that she doesn't want her boyfriend to find her. As for what you said, you'd better put it back in your heart!"

"Then why did she run out so excitedly last night?"

Zhang Wei looks at Hu Yifei suspiciously.

"Women like to take off their pants and fart, so they find skirts!" Lu ziqiao said.

"Lu ziqiao, you want to die!"

Hu Yifei stares at LV ziqiao. Just as he wants to talk, a figure comes from the balcony beside him.

"So you have a problem with my skirt?"

Qin Yumo stood in the living room, looking at LV ziqiao, smiling like a flower path.

"Yumo, you're back!"

Lu Zi Jotun broke out in a cold sweat when he spoke ill of others. Unexpectedly, he was caught in the twinkling of an eye. He looked at Qin Yumo and said with a smile:

"how can I have a problem with your skirt? Your skirt is not only beautiful, but also ventilated!"

Qin Yumo rolled his eyes and didn't care about Lu ziqiao's bad words. He immediately changed his face and sat next to Hu Yifei, discussing with Chen Meijia and Hu Yifei about the pictures he saw when he went back to the previous rental house last night.

"You don't know. Richard didn't see me when he came back last night. He was almost crazy!"

"Yes, yes? How did he find you? "

"Yes, Yumo, tell me quickly!"

……

"Women are boring!"

Lu ziqiao and Zhang Wei Guangu looked at each other, and the three people's eyes were speechless.

It takes so much effort to see that my boyfriend can't find himself. Is there anything more boring than this?

"Come on, you guys, have dinner!"

At this time, a voice sounded, Li Feng came out from the kitchen with two bowls of noodles, looking at several people speechless.

For several people's "fish in the pot" plan, Li Feng has long known the result, but he did not expect that even a few men are so curious, is gossip contagious?

"Li Feng, what about ours?"

Chen Meijia saw Li Feng put the noodles in front of Hu Yifei, so she ate them by herself. She couldn't help wondering.

"Yes, Li Feng. What about ours?"

Nodding, Lu ziqiao was also puzzled.

"If you want to eat, go to the kitchen by yourself!" Li Feng is eating noodles, the head also does not lift of say.

These people really don't think they are the big brothers. They need him to carry the noodles in their hands.

"Li Feng, you are partial!"

Several people blame Li Feng one after another, but they move faster than anyone else.

Hu Yifei is eating noodles with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

I don't know why she feels that today's noodles are particularly fragrant. Maybe this is the taste of her boyfriend.

……

After breakfast, several people went back to their apartment. Li Feng sent Hu Yifei to school as usual.

However, after last night's event, the relationship between the two was obviously closer.

After a long kiss, Li Feng released Hu Yifei.

"Well, I'm going to class! You have to wait for me at home. If I find out that you're hooking up with other girls, I'll wring your head off! "

Hu Yifei touched Li Feng's cheek like a little girl, but his words made Li Feng laugh and cry.

"Well, in this world, I only love you!"

Li Feng nodded and looked at Hu Yifei seriously.

But in the rest of the world, he didn't dare to promise.

"You dare not

Hu Yifei smiles with satisfaction and kisses Li Feng on the face before opening the door.

Looking at Hu Yifei's back, Li Feng could not help shaking his head with a bitter smile.

It seems that it is impossible to let a few women get together in a short time.

And Hua Yun, the lovely woman in Lingjian mountain who likes to wear pink clothes, has not visited her for a long time.Although the time of the personal exclusive film space after archiving will not flow, the woman's feelings for him are real.

He's not going to put his women aside just because he's done his job.

As for qiuya, it's been a while since I last went to see her.

……

Back in the apartment, 3601 was empty, so Li Feng went to the next room.

When Li Feng came to 3602, he saw Tang youyou pulling Guan Gu to tell a play, which was an old story, Romeo and Juliet.

"Li Feng, you are back!"

When they saw Li Feng saying hello warmly, Tang youyou even wanted to pull Li Feng to talk about the play, but he politely refused.

"No, yo yo, just talk to Guan Gu. I'll watch TV!"

Li Feng went to the sofa and sat down, watching TV for himself.

"Yes, I like this play very much, especially the last scene of dying for love! How touching Guan Gu said excitedly.

Then he seemed to think of something, looking at Tang youyou and wondering: "by the way, Youyou, you won't die again this time, will you?"

Tang youyou

"What do you mean again?"

Tang youyou rolled a white eye, looked at Guan Gu and said, "this is an audition. I will respect the original work!"

Then she was a little depressed. "I don't know if I can do it!"

"Is there a problem?" Guan Gu looks at Tang you in doubt.

"It's a big problem!"

Tang youyou has a bitter face: "this Shakespeare's Chinese is not as good as Guan Gu. It's too awkward. There's not a word in the whole article!"

"What does Shakespeare's Chinese have to do with your play?"

Li Feng can't look any more. He looks at Tang you and asks suspiciously.

"Yes, of course it does!"

Tang youyou's sad face is deeper: "this Shakespeare is the playwright of this play, the whole play is written by her!"

"Oh

Li Feng nodded clearly, listening to Tang youyou's saying that, it really has something to do with Shakespeare.

After all, the ability of a screenwriter usually affects the whole play. If an editor can't even make up his lines well, how can an actor get into the play?