More than tempted for you

Chapter 2710 You play a rogue ([-])
In the small apartment in S City, Ji Feng had already been sitting aside, looking at the motionless man on the bed, then stretched out his hand and patted his face: "Get up...have some porridge before going to bed."

The person on the bed ignored him at all, he was sleepy and wheezing, Ji Feng had a headache early, didn't eat anything, and drank so much wine, his stomach should feel uncomfortable, right?
Thinking again, mother, why do I worry about him so much?If his stomach hurts, let him hurt.

Then he turned around and left the room, and fell asleep after eating something.

He slept on the sofa in the living room. He stayed in the middle of the night when he heard the door open and his steps were a little messy. He lay motionless and glanced at it calmly.

The streetlight outside the window shone through, and he could vaguely see his pale face and staggering steps. He walked to the sofa and sat down on his buttocks. Ji Fengzao snorted: "I want to sit on your grandfather to death."

Lu Ping was startled: "Why are you sleeping here?"

"The room is occupied by you, if I don't sleep, where can I sleep here?"

Lu Ping looked puzzled: "Where is this place?"

"It's my apartment."

Lu Ping's mind was so confused that he even forgot to ask Ji Fengzao why he was here.

He nestled on the sofa, with a painful expression on his face: "Go get me something to eat."

Ji Feng was about to mutter a long time ago, but saw that his face was indeed pale, he probably really had an upset stomach, so he could only resign himself to his fate and went into the kitchen, reheated the porridge, and served it to the young master.

Lu Ping lay lazily, and softly clicked his tongue: "Master, I'm not lucky in the past, I'm frustrated in love, and I'm also frustrated in the casino..."

Ji Feng had already handed over the porridge: "Have some."

Lu Ping sat up straight, took the bowl, and took a sip: "What did you cook? Why is it so thick?"

"Whether you like to drink or not..."

"Is there no side dish?"

"no!"

Lu Ping curled his lips, and resignedly took a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

Ji Feng thought about it early and said: "That Cao Yiting, do you like it very much? I think she is just like that."

Lu Ping glanced at him coolly: "You know what! She's so nice, I think she's a good match for me."

Ji Feng hadn't understood for a long time: "Are you going to marry someone just because you are a good match? I don't think she likes you very much either."

Lu Ping gave him a sideways glance: "She doesn't like me, so could it be that she likes you? How could she not like me? Young Master, I want face and money. How can there be a woman in the world who doesn't like me?"

Ji Fengzao curled his lips: "You are quite confident."

Lu Ping raised his eyes to look at him: "You look at me from an objective angle, and you feel your conscience and say, am I pretty?"

Ji Feng felt as if his heartbeat missed two beats.

The light in the living room was very dim, and it shone from behind him, his entire outline was lost in the light and shadow, and his expression was very serious, as if he was earnestly expecting his reply.

Is he good looking?

Undoubtedly, he was good-looking, he was extremely good-looking, Ji Feng had never seen such a good-looking man for a long time, so good to see, sometimes, he even stopped seeing him as a man.

Lu Ping was still waiting for his reply. Obviously, Ji Feng's delay in speaking made him a little unhappy. His patience was exhausted, and his voice became cold: "I'm asking you something, talk."

Ji Fengzao's eyes flickered, and he coughed softly: "You look good...you look good."

Lu Ping smiled perfunctorily: "You have taste, so don't worry about me, Cao Yiting must like me."

(End of this chapter)