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Chapter 110 Chapter 140 Three: Pretending to be Smart
Yang Chengfeng squinted his eyes and stared at her, she bent her lips and looked back, the water in her eyes condensed into a wall of waves, faint sparks bloomed between her four eyes.

Suddenly, a bright light flashed, and the two were startled at the same time, and they separated instantly.They looked at the source of the flash, and saw a person hastily put the camera in his arms, turned around and ran away.Confucius immediately chased after him, and Yang Chengfeng patted his head and reluctantly followed.

Confucius did not develop much strength in martial arts training, probably because his talent points were all added to his agility.Within a few hundred meters, she caught up with the man, reached out her hand, and the man sped up in fright, and the corner of the clothes that was caught slipped out of her hand.

She turned her head and glanced at Yang Chengfeng, he ran after him unhurriedly, showing no intention of coming up to help.Unreliable man!She turned her head angrily, sped up slightly, and pounced forward.The man dodged sideways, and just as he was about to be proud, he saw her put her hands on the ground, and suddenly raised her head and grinned at him. "Ah!" Before the man recovered from her smile, he was killed by her sweeping legs.

Yang Chengfeng didn't see this scene from a distance, and when he caught up, he saw Kong Zixi was playing with a camera in a serious manner, while the masked candid cameraman was lying on the ground screaming "Ouch", and the one who rolled around just couldn't get up.

"What happened to him?" he asked curiously.

"I don't know, maybe it's stomach cramps." She replied indifferently, focusing all her attention on the complicated mechanism of the camera. "How to delete photos?"

Yang Chengfeng took the camera, pressed it lightly a few times, and the photo spit out, it was a photo of the two of them close to each other.Confucius was overjoyed and hurried to pick it up, but Yang Chengfeng snatched it away first.He observed this photo carefully, and had to admit that this person's skills were good. The angle of the capture not only highlighted the intimacy between the two, but also turned their fierce stare into an affectionate and lingering gaze. The hazy background of the crescent moon, handsome men and beautiful women stir up thunder and fire... This photo is no longer a photo, it can be sublimated into art.

Seeing that the two of them didn't pay attention to him anymore, the candid shot kept rolling away from them secretly while maintaining a certain frequency of "ouch".Kong Zixi was about to grab the photo, when he caught a glimpse of someone's small movements out of the corner of his eye, and rushed to intercept him, but the person had already stepped on a motorcycle, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.She stomped her feet unwillingly, and when she turned her head, Yang Chengfeng was already empty-handed and looked at her innocently.

"Hurry up and hand it over!"

"No."

The two scrambled into a ball, who accidentally pressed the camera and spit out a bunch of photos, which turned into snowflakes and fell around the two of them.Confucius glanced at these photos casually, and suddenly his eyes fixed, and his face changed drastically.She pushed Yang Chengfeng hard, and quickly squatted down to pick up all the photos.

Yang Chengfeng didn't check for a moment and was pushed to the ground by her, staring blankly at the floor in a daze.When did he receive this kind of treatment? Did this woman think that he was so easy to talk so she made an inch of it! ?

There were so many photos that she didn't have time to pick them all up.Seeing that Yang Chengfeng was about to get up to settle accounts with her, she quickly helped him up first, and stood in front of the photo, raising her lips and asking softly: "Are you okay? Come on, get up quickly."

Yang Chengfeng shook off her hand, stared at her coldly and said, "You better explain clearly, I have a bad temper, no matter to men or women." After finishing speaking, he was about to stand up.At this time, the moonlight was bright, pouring softly on the photo, clearly reflecting the men and women entangled and kissing in the photo, it was Bai Wenqi and Liu Yun.

Can't let anyone see it!This was Kong Zixi's only thought, and Yang Chengfeng could easily pass her to see the photo as long as he stood up.

what to do?At the critical moment, the head was useless, and a mess of hemp danced like an octopus' tentacles.The movement of Yang Chengfeng standing up was like a movie film, which was magnified frame by frame in her eyes, and her eyes opened wider and wider accordingly.

Yang Chengfeng was about to pull her away, but she suddenly tilted and fell on top of him, motionless. "Hey, what tricks are you going to play again?" He frowned, but he still caught her kindly.

Confucius closed his eyes and quickly thought about the countermeasures. After thinking about it, his head was still blank. He could only hold back a tear for a while, then his eyelashes trembled, and he pretended to wake up slowly. Looking around in confusion, he finally fixed on his half-smile face, and asked weakly, "What's wrong with me?"

"You should ask yourself this question." He said coolly, pulling her away to move forward.

Her heart trembled, and it turned out to be too sudden.Carefully glanced at the photos scattered all over the floor that seemed to be flailing at her, her heart swayed, her toes touched the ground, and she bent hard at a strange angle.There was only a slight "crack", and sharp pain spread all over the body in an instant.She gritted her teeth and used her last strength to control her body and fall into Yang Chengfeng's arms.

"You again..." Yang Chengfeng suddenly caught a glimpse of her eyes closed tightly, her pretty face was bloodless, and hurriedly hugged her into his arms, "What's wrong with you?"

A thin layer of sweat broke out on Confucius Xi's forehead, the severe pain receded, and the rest was continuous pain or numbness.She secretly scolded herself for torturing herself too hard, regretting so much that she wanted to scratch the ground, but she carefully maintained a weak appearance on her face.She opened her eyes with difficulty, the waves of water in her eyes crushed Yang Chengfeng's reflection and gathered them together, the crowd became more and more intense, and burst out of her eyes, "It hurts, it hurts..."

That extremely soft tone was like a feather gently blowing on Yang Chengfeng's heart, bringing out his endless pity.He unconsciously asked softly, "Where does it hurt?"

Seeing that his attention was completely on himself, Confucius breathed a sigh of relief, pointing to his ankle with trembling fingers, and said weakly, "I sprained my ankle, it hurts so much." His voice was very small, full of grievances Acting coquettishly and forbearingly, Yang Chengfeng's heart ached again.

"Let me see." He reached for her boots, she moved her foot with difficulty, and refused: "No, can you take me to the hospital?"

Yang Chengfeng stretched out his hand persistently, and finally held down her restless foot, and said kindly: "Don't make trouble, I have studied a little medicine, let me see how serious it is."

Kong Zixi was still reluctant, and kept trying to pull his hand away.His patience was worn out by her, and he yelled softly: "If you resist again, I'll go see those photos!"

"..." She withdrew her hand silently, tears streaming down her heart.What is she who abuses others and herself?In the eyes of others, it is a joke!God, give her a piece of tofu to kill her!

Yang Chengfeng didn't laugh at her, he carefully took off her left boot, rolled up her trousers, her ankle was already red and swollen, and his slight touch immediately caused her to gasp. "It's so cruel." He glanced at her with a half-smile, and she immediately turned her head away, unable to hear anything...

Here she was conscientiously paralyzing herself, when suddenly there was overwhelming pain in her ankle, she looked back, and saw Yang Chengfeng's big hands rubbing her injured ankle vigorously.In fact, after being abused by Uncle Liang for many years, her pain tolerance has been improved to a certain level, but at this moment, the sharp pains like needle pricks are layered on top of each other, and her suppressed moan gradually turned into a low growl, and finally she couldn't bear it anymore and opened her mouth to bite on the ground. On Yang Chengfeng's shoulder.She lowered her mouth so hard that she could even clearly feel the toughness of the teeth sinking into the flesh and bouncing back.

Yang Chengfeng finally stopped his movements and lowered his head to meet her stubborn look. Although his shoulders were aching, he still couldn't help laughing and said, "You, you can really make a fuss. Let's see if you feel better."

She was stunned, and tried to move her left foot, but it still hurt, but it became more numb, swollen and hot, she put her hand on Yang Chengfeng's shoulder and stood up with her normal foot.Her eyes lit up, she jumped around him with one foot, and said in surprise: "It's much better, I can't see that you are really good at it."

"I'll give you 2 minutes to pick up your baby photos, and they will be confiscated if they are outdated."

Her smile froze, but she immediately jumped on her surviving leg and went back to pick up the photos one by one. While picking up, she turned her head to check if Yang Chengfeng had peeked.Finally picked up the photos, she breathed a sigh of relief, and when she turned around, she saw Yang Chengfeng smiling maliciously at her.She hurriedly stuffed the photo into her pocket, looked up and smiled shyly at him.

"Finished?"

"Ha ha."

"Does your foot still hurt?"

"It's much better hehe."

"Let's go then."

Yang Chengfeng stretched out his hand in front of her in a gentlemanly way, and she tilted her head to meet his tender gaze rendered by the moonlight, smiled helplessly, and put her hand on it.The two walked away together, leaving only two elongated shadows on the ground.

After the two walked away, the noise of the engine was approaching from far away, and accompanied by a sharp scratching sound, a motorcycle stopped at the place they had just been.Turning off the engine, the candid photographer got out of the car and picked up the forgotten camera, caressing it like a lover, muttering: "Two reckless idiots, do you know that it took me half a month to get this camera?" A collector's edition that can only be bought with a salary.

He took off the black stockings on his head, revealing a bird's nest with a very artistic sense, it was Ashin.He played with the camera in one hand, and took out his cell phone with the other to dial a number.

"After the matter is done, uncle, remember to take care of your things, and don't come to pick up my treasures if you have nothing to do."

"Well, it's okay, I'll hang up." A lazy voice came from the other end of the phone.

Ashin was very annoyed by his nonchalant attitude, and imitated his lazy tone and said: "I'm fine, but you may not be sure. How do you say that? Oh, the back wall is on fire , the red apricots came out of the wall. Oh, my uncle is sitting in a red apricot grove, and I don’t think he would care if one or two popped out once in a while.

Ashin said "goodbye" but didn't hang up the phone. He waited triumphantly for someone to come and beg him to reveal the truth. Unexpectedly, there was a "beep" sound from the other end in less than a second, and his face changed. He yelled into the air: "Damn! You are heartless!"

(End of this chapter)