My Protagonist Wants To Kill Me

"Does it look good?"

Jiang Xiaomi ran over with a smile, stretched out his hand and shook his eyes: "I just dressed up for five minutes today before coming. See you."

Chu Feng shrugged: "It's okay, at least it hasn't become ugly."

"You guy, can you chat?"

Jiang Xiaomi pinched his arm.

Chu Feng hurriedly withdrew his hands, subconsciously muttered: "Really like my wife."

"Really?"

Jiang Xiaomi was excited all over. Everyone jumped up.

She opened her hands and threw forward, and hugged Chu Feng's neck: "If I understand correctly, are you teasing me?"

" Congratulations to the host, Jiang Xiaomi’s favorability has increased, intercepting Ye Tian’s luck and gaining one thousand luck value.”

The system sounded.

Chu Feng gave a dry cough and hurriedly pushed her away.

Faced with this face that looked incomparably like Su Qingqing, it was difficult for him to remain calm.

"hahahaha"

Jiang Xiaomi suddenly laughed heartily up and looked at Chu Feng and said, "What are you hiding? Are you shy?"

""

This is the fucking who set it up?

It's too horrible!

I probably have brain issues, otherwise, how could I write such an extremely lustful woman?

"It's all right, get in the car and go racing."

Chu Feng turned and walked towards his McLaren.

He knows that Jiang Xiaomi likes drag racing the most, and it is undoubtedly a good way to get luck value from her.

"What anxious, you can't beat me."

Jiang Xiaomi twitched his lips and expressed dislike for his driving skills: "It's better to find a place to accompany me for two drinks , I just want to look at you quietly, this small face looks like tsk tsk tsk, too seductive."

As I said, I reached out and touched Chu Feng's face.

""

He was molested on horseback again.

Chu Feng pulled her hand away: "A pretty girl, can you be more reserved?"

"You praise me for being beautiful! You finally praise me for being beautiful La!"

Jiang Xiaomi danced with excitement, jumped and jumped, pulling the co-pilot door of the driver and sitting on it: "Walk around, what kind of car will I have with you, drinking? Go."

"Congratulations to the host, Jiang Xiaomi's favorability has increased again, gaining 800 points of luck value."

Chu Feng got on the car and started the car.

Since Jiang Xiaomi refuses to drag racing, why should he take his own money?

After all, his car skills are indeed inferior to Jiang Xiaomi.

This girl has been playing cars since she was young, and she can be regarded as the ultimate old driver among the old drivers. From the road to the off-road, she is a hardcore player in the car industry.

Chu Feng glanced at her: "Drink at the bar, but don’t be messy if you are drunk."

"hehe"

Jiang Xiao Beige squinted at him, without making any guarantees, but instead asked: "Don't you usually avoid me, why are you interested in playing with me today?"

"I am free. "

Chu Feng shrugged and stepped on the accelerator.

To tell the truth, he is absolutely not able to say, otherwise Jiang Xiaomi will definitely be regarded as a mental disorder, so he will go to see a psychiatrist.

After arriving at the bar, Jiang Xiaomi was like a wild horse running off the rein, jumping and hopping, holding a glass of wine and constantly filling Chu Feng with wine, which made Chu Feng once doubted her true purpose. .

I'm afraid it's not because of drunkenness and warmth that the meaning of drinking is not the wine, it is his body that is greedy

But watching the luck value soaring, Chu Feng also endured it.

At worst, he lost hundreds of millions of dollars

Until the two came out of the bar, Jiang Xiaomi was still unfulfilled.

At this moment, it is dark, she looked at Chu Feng with a confused look, and sighed, "I don't remember the way home, take me to your house."

""

This excuse was found, and Chu Feng was not embarrassed to expose her.

Because he lives alone and does not live with his parents, he brought Jiang Xiaomi back.

Anyway, for such a big villa and many rooms, she sleeps as she pleases.

However, as soon as he walked in, Jiang Xiaomi hugged Chu Feng's neck tightly, his whole body hung on him, and his squinted eyes looked like he wanted to eat him.

Chu Feng's heartbeat speeds up a bit.

He is not Saint, he naturally has desires.

Especially in the face of this face that is very similar to Su Qingqing, it is even more difficult for him to control himself.

Why don't you just brush a wave of luck?

Chu Feng swallowed saliva and said, feeling a little struggling.

Chapter 65 Headquarters was taken away

Find the way home!

Thinking that a lot of luck value is right in front of him, Chu Feng is a little moved.