Just Let Me Spoil You, Miss

Fortunately, the shoulder that Mu Qinghuan tried was not the injured one. Feng Cheng's expression was relaxed, and did not show any signs of injury at all.

When the elevator closed, he suddenly extended his hand to the side of Mu Qinghuan's face, and then placed his lips next to her ear, "If that's the case, are you worried?"

With her hand on the cold steel wall, Mu Qinghuan wanted to retreat, but the narrow elevator had nowhere to retreat to, suddenly, she was angry, as for what it was, it was just nonsense to ask him, wouldn't it make people misunderstand?

With a cold expression, Mu Qinghuan said indifferently, "I was just casually asking."

"I'm not injured …" Without thinking, Feng Cheng did not want to use his injuries to gain sympathy.

This could be considered his change …

He thought to let Mu Qinghuan see his change.

"Oh." Since Feng Cheng was not injured, Mu Qinghuan felt much better. What she hoped the least was that Feng Cheng helped her block a bullet.

Otherwise, wouldn't she owe him?

But in essence, the reason Lan Fei'er went crazy was also because of Feng Cheng.

Therefore, when Feng Cheng dropped the bullet, it meant that everyone owed each other nothing.

The funny thing was … He had always owed her, and this time he owed her.

"She's looking for you." Feng Cheng could guess that Lan Fei'er wanted to see Mu Qinghuan. Otherwise, Mu Qinghuan would not take the initiative to deliver herself to her doorstep.

Mu Qinghuan nodded, then continued, "If she wants to find you, there will definitely be no good things. In the future, there's no need to come back, I will settle this matter here."

"I came to see my mother. I didn't know that she was looking for me before. Otherwise, I wouldn't be so stupid as to provoke someone who wished to kill me." Mu Qinghuan shrugged. Previously, when Zhang Lan was crying on the phone, she could not bear to do so.

"That's good." Feng Cheng continuously nodded his head. After making sure that Mu Qinghuan would not come back, he put down the heavy burden in his heart.

Then, seeing that Mu Qinghuan looked like she wanted to say something, Feng Cheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you... What else do you want to ask? "

"I found a bloodstain on the top floor. That bloodstain... It was fresh, indicating that at that time... Lan Fei'er opened fire. " With that clear mind, Mu Qinghuan immediately looked at Feng Cheng. She just felt that it was strange, according to the location at that time, the one who would probably be hit in the end was Feng Cheng.

But Feng Cheng was still completely unharmed. Could it be, it really wasn't him?

This was truly strange.

"Oh, I wonder who was so unlucky as to take that shot." Holding his chin, Feng Cheng refused to admit it. He put on a serious face, as if he was analyzing the situation on the top floor.

"Seems like this unlucky person is not Fourth Brother." Mu Qinghuan probed further.

Feng Cheng's expression became even more relaxed, "Of course not."

Mu Qinghuan smiled and advised, "Fourth Brother, you should go see a doctor."

"No, what doctor?" Raising his eyebrows, Feng Cheng did not believe that Mu Qinghuan would be able to see anything.

"Your face … "This really isn't good." Because no matter how Feng Cheng tried to conceal it, at the very least, Mu Qinghuan could tell that his face was extremely pale.

"Is that so?" Feng Cheng coughed a little, and put his arm around Mu Qinghuan's shoulders, "Come, let me send you back, hm?"

"Thank you, but it's better for me to take care of my wife myself."

This cold and arrogant voice came from the front.

The person who came, was Hei Juesi.

"Wife, let's go." Hei Jue Si didn't even look at Feng Cheng.

Feng Cheng suddenly increased his strength, causing him to be unable to move. He raised his gaze again and coldly glanced at Hei Juesi, "Mr. Black, what are you so nervous for? I just spoke a few words with her."

Hei Juesi chuckled, "I just don't like those men who have ulterior motives."

knew the difference between males and females. She slowly pulled away from Feng Cheng and walked towards him.

"Let's go, my wife. You haven't eaten dinner today. Let's go out and eat." After deliberately throwing down these words, Hei Juesi and Mu Qinghuan arrogantly left.

Sichuan Cuisine, by the window.

Hei Juesi was clearly a mixed blood person, but he was extremely fond of Sichuan Cuisine.

As Mu Qinghuan ate, she suddenly remembered that every time she ate with Feng Cheng, it was her who ate and watched.

"What are you daydreaming about? Do you want another bowl of pickled fish?" Hei Juesi was addicted to eating.

"I have no objections." Mu Qinghuan raised both her hands and feet in agreement.

"Waiter, one more serving …" In the end, Hei Juesi had just ordered his dishes and two uninvited guests had already arrived.

"Since you've ordered so much, let's eat together." It was Feng Cheng.

Standing next to him was the Water Immortal.

Of course, the arrival of the Water Immortal was not an accident.

Feng Cheng stood still, he did not expect that the Water Immortal would follow him over.

"He really came uninvited. Is that really okay?" Hei Juesi raised his chopsticks, pointed it at Feng Cheng's face in the air, and impolitely said, "Actually, Qinghuan and I only want to be alone."

"Chinese people are used to it, but the more people there are, the more atmosphere there is." Feng Cheng did not move an inch as he sat opposite to Mu Qinghuan.

Although it was very awkward, the Water Immortal followed and sat down. "Hello, Mr. Black. This is the first time I've met you. Let me introduce myself. My name is Water Immortal."

"This name... Interesting, it's a flower. " Hei Juesi frowned, he glanced at the Water Immortal.

"Because I've never had a family since I was young, I didn't have an official name, so I'm sorry about that." Although the Water Immortal was smiling, her laughter was clearly unnoticeable. It was because she was embarrassed, because she was embarrassed about her looks, and because she had come uninvited.

"You grow... "It's really similar." As Hei Juesi's and the Water Immortal's line of sight moved back and forth, Hei Juesi's eyes darkened in disbelief.

"That's right. Everyone thinks so. However, I don't have a teardrop mark. This is probably the biggest difference." The Water Immortal and Hei Juesi chatted.

Feng Cheng sat as he drank his tea.

As for Mu Qinghuan, she started to eat like a madman.

Ah--!" Just as she was about to drink the soup, her arm brushed against a scalding pickled fish, knocking over a large bowl of soup at her side.

Feng Cheng left his seat quickly!

When everyone regained their senses, Mu Qinghuan had already taken off her shoes and socks!

This scene was really awkward.

"Don't let me worry!" With one hand, he grabbed Mu Qinghuan's feet, causing Feng Cheng to wipe the vegetables, and saw that her feet were red, it was obvious that they were scalding hot.

"What are you doing?" After struggling for a while, Mu Qinghuan was so angry that her face turned red, "Please don't touch my feet!"

This part of the foot, for most people, is a very private place …

"Does it hurt?" Feng Cheng immediately asked her.

He was simply … Ignore her anger.

"You don't need to care!" Mu Qinghuan stomped her feet in anger.

"I don't care?" Feng Cheng raised his head, and looked at Mu Qinghuan closely, "What should we do?"