Chapter 114

Ling Jue walked out of the community. Ling Zhensheng came out after a while. He was still in a trance. He was shocked by the idea that Ling Jue and Feng Yulin knew about it.

Ling Jue watched him come out and stood in his pocket.

"Xiaojue......" Ling Zhensheng looked at him incredulously. "Do you know the president?"

"Well." Ling Jue nodded lightly.

“……” Ling Zhensheng didn't know what to say. He was silent for a long time. Then he remembered that there was no car to pick them up. He had to go back by himself.

"Go that way. We can't get a car here." There are few people in this place to take a taxi, so none of them can come here.

Ling Jue took the lead in going out, Ling Zhensheng followed, always sorting out his emotions and language.

"Xiaojue, when did you get to know president Feng?"

"Yesterday."

"Yesterday?"

"Well, I played at the door. He passed by and lost his wallet. I didn't return it to him. Then he fell in love with me. I'm a straight man. I like cute little girls and don't like old men."

“……”

Ling Zhensheng's face was too frightened to speak for half a day. They were silent for a long time. They walked for half an hour. Then they saw a taxi passing by.

In the car, Ling Zhensheng has been thinking about something.

He didn't understand. Xiaojue didn't seem to be lying. Then, combined with Feng Yulin's words just now, he suddenly thought that the president would not really like xiaojue!

There is an idea that pops up suddenly. If xiaojue really has something to do with Fengchang -

stop!!

Ling Zhensheng scared himself into a cold sweat. What was he thinking!

Feng Yulin is also a normal man, and those of them don't know what eccentricities they have. If xiaojue is really liked by him, it's too bad.

"Xiaojue!" He called out suddenly. The taxi driver was scared and looked at him for some reason.

Ling Zhensheng was in the car and coughed twice. "It's OK. Let's talk about it when we get home."

Lingjue was sleeping. When she heard him, she closed her eyes.

"Sir, what does the old man want?"

"I don't know."

"Sir, that handsome little brother seems to have found out our secret."

"It doesn't matter." Lingjue opened her sharp eyes and looked out at the sky. "You know it. Anyway, he can't see you."

"Well, sir, I won't let him see me either."

"Just I'm a little curious about someone. " Lingjue frowned at the thought of the dark man.

"Sir, you're talking about that dark little brother, the one who washes his face."

"Wash your face?" Lingjue raises her eyebrows. How can she remember what it's called.

She has forgotten the specific name -

people who are not worth remembering should not occupy the memory of the brain.

"Yes, it's called cat wash face. When I heard that, I thought the name was strange. How could a big man call cat wash face?"

"Is it?" Lingjue's mouth was slightly raised. She remembered that it was not called cat washing face, but yinlianxi.

Only Tangyuan can combine Lianxi with the facial wash.

"Well, that's it." If Tang Yuan has something to do with it, he nods.

Lingjue chuckles, this silly Tangyuan, ha ha.

Along the way, the taxi driver is scared of MMP, and Ling Zhensheng has been thinking about Ling Jue and Feng Yulin.

Thinking about how to solve his identity, to buy a house for him, all the way to sorrow.