Chapter One Hundred and Thirty Eighth

Li Feifei was almost engulfed by Su Ke's seven orifices, and she was unable to do anything with a shadowless kick. She didn't kick Su Ke at once, and even made her angry. She adjusted her breathing hard, and still glared at him: "What do you say? Who told her? What if Zuo Mingming told my family what you said nonsense?"

Su Ke looked helpless. He originally wanted to do good things, but who knew that he would be a disservice. Listening to Li Feifei's words, that kid might call her parents directly. If this is a tip off, uh, the consequences Seriously indeed. .

"I'm wrong, am I wrong? If your parents ask, I'll say that the child is not mine, okay?" Su Ke said weakly when he saw Li Feifei's angry look, and suddenly said again It was a shattering.

Li Feifei almost threw the phone in her hand as a hidden weapon. Fortunately, the phone rang again and looked at the caller ID on the screen: "Hey, Zuo Mingming, what are you doing?"

"Okay! Just wait at the door!" Li Feifei said with a gloomy expression, then stood up and walked quickly to Su Ke's side: "You go out with me now!"

Li Feifei took Su Ke's arm and walked out of the cafeteria quickly, confessing as he walked: "Don't be frightened by him, take out your aura, and despise him! But you can't talk nonsense like just now. You know that? You need to overwhelm him mentally, but you can't destroy him physically!"

Originally, Li Feifei wanted Su Ke to go out and make a direct appearance, so that Zuo Mingming died, but when he thought that Su Ke's temper was sometimes dull, but if he started, he would be quite hot, so he quickly explained another sentence. .

"It's safe! A gentleman speaks and does not do anything, I understand!" Su Ke was dragged by Li Feifei and followed, and then asked: "If I help you beat his arrogance this time, what are you going to do? thank me?"

"Thank you anyway!" Li Feifei responded casually. Just now, Zuo Mingming called and insisted that she come out to meet. If she didn't come out, she would go and report Su Ke's words to her mother. Big, how can I pay attention to the strange tone in Su Ke's words. .

"Mission: Despise Zuo Mingming until scared off, reward: Mastery in Cooking (Intermediate)."

Su Ke didn't expect this to be a task. He immediately entered the space to check after hearing the task prompt. Although this culinary proficiency does not seem to be of much use, it is still a craft, and he is determined to win it.

"Listen to me, this Zuo Mingming is a paper tiger, you know?" Li Feifei stopped and said to Su Ke again formally and seriously when he saw that he was at the school gate.

"Uh! I know!" Su Ke didn't know why Li Feifei emphasized this point again and again. Could it be that this Zuo Mingming is a monster with three heads and six arms? You must be frightened by him?

A pure white sports car, with an open top, was parked on the side of the road very windy. The body reflected a dazzling luster under the sunlight. Although it was far away, Su Ke was immediately attracted by the sight of him as soon as he walked out of the school gate.

In order to achieve a better performance, Li Feifei leaned against Su Ke like a bird in the school gate, and Su Ke's hand was around her slender waist like a willow.

"It's him?" Su Ke paused, and as soon as he saw the car, he intuitively told himself that the enemy seemed to be very powerful, and it was most likely the legendary rich second generation.

"Yeah!" Li Feifei responded lightly.

Next to the white sports car, a boy of the same age as Su Ke stood on one side. Although he saw Li Feifei and Su Ke appearing in such an intimate posture, his face changed, and he finally greeted him with a smile on his face. .

"Feifei, you can come out!" The boy jerked out a large bouquet of roses from the car, the roses were as red as fire, and they were so dazzling. He ignored Su Ke at all, and instead handed the roses directly to Li Feifei.

"Zuo Mingming, didn't I tell you already, I have a boyfriend now, and I won't want your flowers!" Li Feifei had frost on her face, and she was not defeated by Zuo Mingming's flower offensive. Turning to look at Su Ke.

"Don't make trouble, I know you're teasing me!" Zuo Mingming's smile was still warm, his hair was slightly longer, and it hung down in a layered way. His clothes looked very sunny, and his upper body was tender and white with half sleeves. The shirt, with dark flowers, a pair of jeans underneath, and a pair of canvas shoes underfoot, gives the impression that this dress is of great value.

The big bouquet of roses in his hand and the white luxury sports car beside him are not bad people. At first glance, he looks like a rich second generation. In this world where money is king, it really makes people feel a kind of heart. The feeling of incompetence.

Of course, if Su Ke from the past had seen such a person, he would have fled long ago. The arrogance and domineering of these people would have been obvious to all. With the flower picking system, even if the king, Su Ke has the confidence to compete.

"Yo! Is the car good? Four laps? Audi?" Although Zuo Mingming had already regarded Su Ke as air, but since he accepted Li Feifei's request, he had to settle the matter for others, and glanced in front of the car The car logo with the four hoops said softly.

"Audi tt, it's not expensive, and it's more than 60 if it's all done!" Zuo Mingming's undisguised contempt in his eyes, looking at Su Ke is like looking at a bumpkin. There are very few people who don't know Audi cars these days. Little, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he chuckled lightly.

"This shirt is not bad too! markfairwhale? Mark Fairfield?" Su Ke looked at the row of small English letters on the chest of the shirt, as if talking to himself or talking to Zuo Mingming.

Zuo Mingming didn't expect that Su Ke would recognize the trademark of his clothes. Seeing the surprise in Su Ke's eyes, he was very content, and the corners of his mouth turned to the sky.

"Well, the pants are Levi's, and the shoes are Vance's, not bad!"

"Yo, Earl's watch, this is even better!" Su Ke put his arms around Li Feifei, and then leaned over his neck to look at the watch on Zuo Mingming's wrist, and it was all over again.

Zuo Mingming frowned, he didn't know what Su Ke meant by what he said. Although he never looked at Su Ke, he could feel that this kid didn't seem to have any background, and his clothes were not brand-name at all." Hey! What have you seen, bastard? Get your dirty hands off Feifei!"

"Who did the bastard say?" Su Ke smiled, although he knew the joke was not funny, he said it casually, and shook his head after finishing speaking.

"The bastard said you!" Zuo Mingming had already blurted out these words when he reacted. Suddenly, his sunny expression turned into a pig's liver color. His chest twitched and he gritted his teeth. He had to maintain his demeanor in front of Li Feifei: "Do you find it interesting?"

"It's boring!" Su Ke shrugged his shoulders, and then said helplessly: "I'm also doing it for your own good. Do you think the name Mark Huafei sounds old and domineering? Very international?"

"If I told you that this is an authentic domestic product, would you be disappointed? Feel ashamed?"