But after hearing this, Zhao Donglin on the other end of the phone scolded him: "stupid! I usually teach you all forget, encounter things are not calm, in did not know each other's cards before, yelling to fight and kill, this is the most stupid behavior
"But, Dad, I've been beaten and I've lost face. If I don't --" Zhao Yue feels aggrieved.
"You're not dead, so it's OK. Others, come back! " Zhao Donglin was furious, then hung up the phone.
Although Chen Fei tried his best to suppress some of the ideas in his mind, the more depressed they were, the more powerful they were.
"This, this -"
suddenly, Chen Fei felt that his body and skin became softer and warmer, and his body temperature also rose.
Although it was just such a slight cry, it attracted Chen Fei's eyes and made him look over. Then he saw Song Yi's ruddy cheek and his clenched lips.
The heat and comfortable feeling from the body make Song Yi send out a cry of "ah".
At the same time, she felt her body temperature rising constantly, and the skin under her thin clothes was exuding a layer of sweat. Buried in the pillow of the head, at the moment also fragrant sweat dripping, soft hair stick on the flushed cheek, give a person a different kind of charming posture.
Coupled with the heat from Chen Fei's palm, Song Yi feels that his body has become a dough under his skillful hands, which is wantonly rubbed and stretched, and finally needs to ferment and expand to become soft.
There are different massage methods and different parts. All kinds of friction and kneading, let Song Yi feel his body gradually soft down.
"Well!" Chen Fei nodded, and then began to work his palms. According to the order of acupoints and meridians, he began to massage Song Yi.
Song Yi said, "no, I'm fine. You can go on."
Even Chen Fei, also clearly felt the tremor, could not help but ask: "sister song, uncomfortable?"
Although separated by a layer of clothes, Song Yi's body trembles involuntarily at the moment of touching.
Then Chen Fei took a deep breath, rubbed the palms of his hands and warmed the palms. Then the palms fell and stuck to Song Yi's back.
"Well!" Feeling the breath from the men around, Song Yi also feels a little hot.
Chen Fei recites it in his heart. Then he comes to the bed, kneels down beside Song Yi and says in a voice, "sister song, I'm going to start massage. If you feel uncomfortable, just let me know. "
"Don't think about it! Don't think about it. "
Chen Fei's eyes fall down. Seeing Song Yi's clearer figure, he feels that his nose is burning.
"Oh, is that so?" Song Yi hears speech, lie on the bed, the head buries in the pillow inside, soft voice asks a way.
When Chen Fei heard the speech, he took back his straight eyes, coughed twice, and said in a hurry: "this, this. Sister song, just lie on the bed. "
Seeing this, Song Yi coughed softly, blushed and said, "I, how can I do it?"
The temperature in the bedroom also seems to rise.
In the bedroom, Song Yi takes off his coat and reveals the clothes close to the body inside. He immediately outlines a graceful curve, which makes Chen Fei's eyes fixed.
Chen Fei immediately followed in.
"In that case, please." Song Yi takes the initiative to get up and walks into the room.
Hearing the speech, Song Yi quickly waved his hand and said, "I don't mean that. Of course I believe in Chen Fei."
Seeing that Song Yi didn't respond, Chen Fei quickly continued: "sister song, I'm a regular Chinese medicine doctor with certificates. If you don't believe it, I'll show you my identification. "
He went to longan city to find inspiration. At that time, it was Chen Fei who saw through the bracelet for him and helped him recuperate in the hotel.
"Recuperation!" Mentioning this, Song Yi can't help but think of the time when he met Chen feichu.
Chen Fei was stunned for a moment, and then realized that his words were ambiguous. He quickly explained, "sister song, I mean. You go to your room and I'll give you a massage to make you feel better. I don't mean anything else. "
"Ah, go to the room. You - "Song Yi is surprised and looks at Chen Fei in surprise and doubt.
Seeing this, Chen Fei put down his glass, looked at Song Yi and said, "sister song, let's go to the room."
Today's incident seems to have left some shadows on her mind.
But Chen Fei still saw Song Yi's fear and afterfear from her slightly trembling body and slightly red eyes.
Speaking of this, although Song Yi's tone is still flat, her expression is normal.
Song Yi waved his hand and said, "for me, it's no small matter. I thought that this kind of high-grade performance with leaders present would be very formal, but I didn't expect that it would become like that! If it wasn't for Chen Fei, I can't imagine what would happen to me next. "Chen Fei gently shook his head, said: "nothing, just a little thing, sister song, you don't have to be so polite."
"I'm a singer, far from an artist." Song Yi shook his head, then poured a glass of water for Chen Fei and said, "Chen Fei, thank you for today's business."
Chen Fei said with a smile: "it's OK. Only in this way can it conform to the temperament of an artist."
Seeing this, Song Yi felt embarrassed and said, "I'm usually at home. When I have inspiration, I want to write songs. So I didn't clean up much! "
All kinds of musical instruments and scores, some of them are scattered everywhere.
Open the door into the room, a large area, inside the decoration is also very simple. It's just that things in the room are a little messy.
There are only two families on the first floor.
Song Yi's home is in a high-end community near the Beijing Conservatory of music. After driving into the underground garage, he directly takes the elevator to the 16th floor where Song Yi is located.
Chen Fei drives Song Yi home.
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Zhao Yue was scolded by his father, and his resentment against Chen Fei became more and more intense. He gritted his teeth and said, "Chen Fei, I remember you. I will certainly pay you double the humiliation you have given me. "
Finally, Chen Fei felt that his breath had become hot, his eyes began to turn red, and his body was out of control.
At the moment, Song Yi, under Chen Fei's body, is also dazzled by Chen Fei's massage. She is sweating and has a slight voice in her mouth, which makes her very attractive.
"Sister song, I, I think --" Chen Fei's eyes were red, his throat was dry, and he could hardly help rushing up.