9 billion flash marriage: luxury president busy every night

After much hesitation, song Qingcheng knew that he had no choice. She bit her lip and made a decision, "OK, as long as you help me go back to school, I can try to communicate with you."

"I didn't force you to do that. Don't regret it then." I have to look ahead and say something ugly.

"Don't worry, I'm not that kind of person."

Gu Feng satisfied hook lip, hand up her chin, a playful mouth, "little girl, you wait to be my girlfriend."

After that, the bad one "boos" at her.

Song Qingcheng saw his color - squint - squint appearance, the whole body trembled, goose bumps fell all over the ground.

Then Gu Feng went to school, and song Qingcheng left school.

In a word, with Gu Feng's assurance, she felt more secure. Gu Feng's family is a little famous in S City, and he is related to the headmaster. If he really wants to help himself, it should not be difficult to deal with this matter.

Now it's up to Gu Feng to say what he says.

Today is Friday, the last class day of the week. Song Qingcheng can only hang around outside. After today, he can work in the flower shop all day tomorrow.

At noon, she was worried about no place to go, suddenly her mobile phone rang.

It's a strange number.

Who is song Qingcheng?

Last night, Ji Zhengting said to call her back. Could it be him?

But, isn't he on a business trip abroad, and this number is a local number, so it shouldn't be him.

Or has he come back?

Song Qingcheng answered the phone, "Hello, who is calling?"

"Song Qingcheng, it's OK to ask me to do business in the morning. I'll delete my number. Do you do this?" A man's voice came from everywhere.

Song Qingcheng looked at the phone number again, and it seemed that she was really a little familiar with it. She only heard the voice in the morning, which would be of course familiar. "Gu Feng, you misunderstood me. My previous mobile phone had been broken long ago. After I changed my mobile phone, everyone's number was lost, not your number."

"Really?" Gu Feng obviously didn't believe it.

"I don't believe it. I'll let you see my cell phone next time."

"Where are you? I need to check now." Gu Feng is also very overbearing.

"Haven't you finished yet?"

"Stop talking and report your position." Gu Feng is obviously impatient.

Song Qingcheng did not dare to offend the God, so she had to report her position to him.

Because song Qingcheng plans to go to work directly during working hours, she doesn't go too far. She always idles around. So after she told Gu Feng where he was, he arrived soon.

He was still driving his flamboyant Lamborghini. Song Qingcheng stood on the side of the road and saw the conspicuous car shuttling through the traffic from a long distance. It was almost seamless.

I don't know if Gu Feng didn't see her, or if he didn't drive too fast and didn't stop. The car roared in front of her. With the wind, song Qingcheng only felt a cloud of smoke enveloping him, and could not help retreating towards the side of the road.

The car over the head suddenly braked again. It seems that it didn't stop just now, but it didn't see her.

The car roared twice again, then backed back and stopped in front of her.

Luxury cars are eye-catching, and the car tosses back and forth on the side of the road, which attracts passers-by.

Song Qingcheng stood on the side of the road, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Get in the car." As the window rolled down, Gu Feng in the driver's seat with cool Sunglasses spoke to her.

"I have something else to do." Song Qingcheng doesn't want to have much contact with him.

"Do you want me to help you?" Gu Feng didn't give her a chance to refuse.

Song Qingcheng pursed her lips and hesitated, so she had to choose to get on the bus.

But as soon as I stepped forward, I was stunned. The car is too high-end. She doesn't even know where to open it. It's a bit embarrassing.

Gu Feng sat inside to see what was going on, "step back."

Song Qingcheng looked at him unidentifiedly and stepped back. Then the door was opened. I've seen Lamborghini's door open upward on TV, but I didn't try it.

The luxury car is really tall.

But Ji Zhengting's car is also very expensive. Why is it not as complicated as his car?

But why do you think about that person?

The car jumped out again, and song Qingcheng was so scared that he quickly grasped the safety handrail. Thanks to her good heart, she would have had a heart attack.

"Gu Feng, slow down. We're not in a hurry." Even if there is no heart problem, song Qingcheng also seriously felt that his safety has been lack of protection.

"You won't let me drive a sports car for 60 yards to go shopping with you, will you?" Gu Feng didn't mean to slow down.

"Well, I don't have to. I want to live a few more years." Song Qingcheng complained.

"I'm very good at driving. I won't send you to the West."The more he said that, the more frightened song Qingcheng was. "My heart is bad, and you don't want to scare me out of anything, do you?"

Gu Feng gave her a disappointed look and had to slow down.

Song Qingcheng obviously felt that the speed of the car slowed down. He was finally relieved at the bottom of his heart and asked him, "where are you taking me?"

"Sleep." Gu Feng gave her two words frivolously.

Song Qingcheng glanced at him, his face turned red unconsciously.

Gu Feng glanced at her with a frivolous and playful smile.

Ten minutes later, the car stopped in front of an upscale western restaurant. Song Qingcheng was relieved. She didn't know much about Gu Feng's temperament. Just now, she was a little worried about him.

The door of song's shop opened quickly.

Gu Feng throws the car key to the doorman and walks towards the restaurant. I can see that he is familiar with this place.

Song Qingcheng followed slowly.

"Why? I'm disappointed I didn't take you to bed, right? " Gu Feng looked back, saw her slowly behind, and yelled at her.

There were many people coming in and out of the door. They all looked at him one after another when they heard his frivolous words.

Song Qingcheng glared at him and wanted to turn away. However, she still expects others to help her. She can only keep up with her.

"Gu Feng, first of all, I ask you to help me, but I can't afford such a high-end place." Song Qingcheng knows that she can't help but eat something, but she can't even think about this kind of local consumption.

The point is, she has no money.

"Because of this, I can't walk?" Gu Feng despises her.

Song Qingcheng looked at him without saying a word.

"My young master is very smart. When did you let a woman buy it?" Gu Feng felt hurt to his self-esteem.

“……” Song Qingcheng was speechless to such a male chauvinist.