"You said it was nothing, but you look like you're about to cry."

Zhong Lei wiped her hands, and seeing that his hands were also stained with cream, she didn't have any reservations, so she raised her hand to wipe his

hands. While using her slender fingers to hold the tissue and gently wipe his hands, she said cunningly, "It's really nothing. You know that we creators are all emotional, and suddenly we feel something and stop. But you are sitting here in a daze."

Chen Feng made up a lie, "I was thinking about something, and I was a little too involved."

In order to cover up, he lowered his head and licked the ice cream in his hand. It was quite cool and sweet, and the taste was a little familiar.

Zhong Lei looked like she had no chance to deal with him.

"Really? I just saw you sitting here, so I went over there to buy ice cream. I wanted to wait for you to come to your senses, but you stayed there for so long that it almost melted. This is the classic strawberry cheese flavor that is very hard to buy."

Chen Feng was stunned, his pupils suddenly shrank, and he was in a daze.

Strawberry cheese.

Zhong Lei, who was also licking the ice cream with her head down and glancing at him at the same time, felt a jolt in her heart.

She suddenly felt that the thing in her hand was not sweet.

Zhong Lei's temperament is simple and complex.

When Chen Feng first approached her, an ambiguous word quickly angered her, and her attitude was extremely bad.

At that time, she didn't care about Chen Feng's thoughts at all, so she was too lazy to consider it, which showed that her emotional intelligence was very low.

Later, when Chen Feng taught her how to intrigue with Lin Youde and Zhou A and turn their plots against her, she was slow to act.

When facing people and things she didn't care about or didn't want to know, her mind wouldn't work quickly, and she'd easily make up her mind and speak without thinking, which often made the reporters who interviewed her miserable.

But this doesn't mean she's stupid, it's just that she only pays attention to what she wants to pay attention to.

If it's something or someone she cares about, the situation will be completely different. She's extremely sharp, reacts very quickly, and her intelligence and quotient will be outrageously high.

She used to only care about music, but now there's Chen Feng.

Countless chaotic thoughts flashed through her mind like lightning.

Lu Wei? Qin Lu? Chen Li? He Jiaqi?

Those unrestrained newcomers who want to trade their bodies with him for songs?

Impossible!

Knowing him well, it's impossible!

He's not that kind of person, I won't make a mistake.

Then what was the feeling I had just now? Was

it an illusion?

Did I care about him too much and become overly sensitive?

It must be like this!

Besides, we haven't confirmed our relationship yet, so what right do I have to care about him so much?

And with his personality, if he really made a decision, he would tell me frankly, right?

If he is really that kind of person, after I have confessed to him like this, wouldn't he have some thoughts about me in that aspect?

So he is obviously not someone who can't resist temptation.

Although Zhong Lei has no experience, she has sung in nightclubs after all, and was often bothered by many playboys.

Before she returned to Seoul to start her singing career, her best friend Meng Wanyue gave her a lot of knowledge on how to prevent stinky men in order to prevent her from being deceived.

She knew very well her attraction to the opposite sex.

If he could resist her active attack, then he could definitely resist 99.99% of the women in this world.

Her strong competitor around him?

Zhong Lei thought about it, there was only Lu Wei.

But although she and Lu Wei didn't communicate much, they had some sympathy and understanding for each other at first sight.

She knew that Lu Wei was not that kind of person.

As for Chen Feng's other social circles?

Zhong Lei thought about it, the two of them lived together, and she didn't see him have much contact with anyone.

Even if she went to Los Angeles, she knew everything he did in China.

So, he doesn't look like that, really doesn't look like that.

I must be imagining things.

After Chen Feng came to his senses, he saw Zhong Lei in a daze, feeling guilty for some reason, but he also felt that it was unlikely.

He swallowed his saliva secretly and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Zhong Lei came to her senses and forced a smile, "No, nothing."

She took another bite of ice cream, it was okay, and she started to feel sweet again.

"Really nothing?"

"Really nothing."

"Oh oh oh." Chen Feng nodded, "It's getting late. I came here today to see how you are preparing for the octave and to help you get the feel for it. Let's go practice singing?"

Chen Feng did think so.

After he went there this time, he listened to the finalized "Eight Sounds" a lot. Since he had something in mind, he felt that he had to help her adjust and tune it to achieve the ultimate effect as soon as possible, so that he could save at least one or two months.

In addition, he had to figure out how to deal with the six "new songs" written by Zhong Lei, such as "You Think of Me When I'm Not There".

Zhong Lei slowly adjusted her mentality, "Well, I made an appointment with Teacher Lesna to practice together at 7:30 in the evening."

Chen Feng looked at Rolex, "There's still more than an hour, let's go to your dormitory first, I'll listen to you play and sing."

After that, he took the lead and walked forward.

Zhong Lei, who was following behind him, looked up and laughed.

Chen Feng turned around in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Zhong Lei pointed at his back and laughed, "Are you trying to make me die?"

"What's wrong?"

Chen Feng continued to grab his hair.

Zhong Lei rushed over, carefully pulled up the back of his black casual clothes, and pulled it in front of him to show him.

Chen Feng stared.

Zhong Lei pulled up his sleeve again, pointing to the white spot under his elbow, "It's over. A suit of Zhenia costs hundreds of thousands, ugh, don't you feel sad?"

Chen Feng raised his hand and held his heart.

This is very uncomfortable.

Although he is very rich now, he got rich too quickly and didn't enjoy a luxurious life. He hasn't been able to get rid of the mentality of the poor generation, and his heart really hurt.

He turned around and looked at the chair, only to find that there was a sign in front of the chair.

The sign reads "fresh paint".

Chen Feng: Damn.

Seeing his depressed look, Zhong Lei became even happier, "Look at you, you are wearing black clothes and sitting on a white painted chair, now you look like a zebra prince. Others are picked up by princes on white horses, why do you become a zebra when you are with me?"

Chen Feng: "You... Hi! I really am."

There is a dressing mirror at the door of the dormitory building of Mason College. The two walked to the mirror, and Chen Feng turned around to look at his back. It was just as Zhong Lei said, a zebra.

He spread his hands in pain, "Okay, the Zebra Prince is still a prince after all."

"Okay, stop being so stingy, let's go to my dormitory first, I'll ask the dormitory life assistant to help buy a set of men's clothes, how can you wear it like this?"

Chen Feng nodded again, "Okay."

When going up the stairs, Zhong Lei secretly looked at him from time to time.

Just now, after discovering that the expensive Ginnya was tragically smeared, his heartache made her seem to return to the first time she met him in the apartment.

Ordinary with some witty humor.

It's incredible, no one will believe it if you tell others that a man with a net worth of billions of US dollars would be so heartbroken because of ruining a set of casual clothes worth hundreds of thousands of RMB.

At that moment, his tense soul seemed to relax again.

But soon, as silence swept again, Zhong Lei felt that the heavy feeling on Chen Feng's body came back again.

His soul seemed to turn into a state of gritting teeth and clenching fists again.

Zhong Lei really wanted to grab his shoulders and ask him desperately, what are you thinking about in your heart that can suppress you like this?

How absorbed was he in thinking about the problem just now? He

didn't notice the strong smell of paint and the large sign with wet paint, and sat down with his butt, and sat for so long, revealing that state.

In fact, Zhong Lei had gradually noticed the changes in Chen Feng a few months ago.

But recently this feeling has become stronger. Zhong Lei doesn't know whether she has become more sensitive or the strange temperament of Chen Feng is gradually out of control.

When did he start to change?

Zhong Lei thought about it, it was probably when he started to create and gradually showed his talent.

Zhong Lei thought to herself, is it true that the more talented a person is, the closer he is to a madman? Is

Chen Feng starting to have a split personality?

No, let's not get busy when we get to the dormitory later, I have to ask clearly.

Chen Feng, who was walking in front, was also thinking in his heart, Zhong Lei's thoughtful look just now was really scary, there was a sharpness in her eyes when she looked at him subconsciously, as if her gaze was going to pierce his pupils.

Zhong Lei's talent is too terrifying. This meticulous observation is deadly. I have to be more careful in the future.

If she finds out something, no matter what it is, it may lead to unpredictable consequences.

Empiricism tells Chen Feng that for the sake of stability, it is better to be cautious.

The two entered the bedroom.

Zhong Lei closed the door with her backhand, slapped Chen Feng's back, and shouted, "Chen Feng!"

Chen Feng shuddered and turned around quickly, "Hey, what's the matter?"

Zhong Lei looked at him straight, "You are distracted again."

"Nothing."

"If you are not distracted, why are you shouting so loudly? Tell me."

Chen Feng pretended to be crazy and stupid, "Say what?"

"Tell me what's in your heart. If you don't tell me clearly today, don't even think about leaving this door!"

Zhong Lei really locked the fingerprint lock with her backhand, put her hands on her waist, and looked dignified.

With her large movements, her long hair fluttered, making her look even more powerful.

Well, the little woman disappeared, and she returned to the reckless heroine mode who once slapped Zhou A'er without changing her expression.

With the characteristics of this lock, it really cannot be opened without the fingerprint of her owner.

Chen Feng turned his head to look at the balcony outside the living room behind him, and calculated with his fingers that the floor was not high.

As a professional athlete with rich experience in jumping buildings, he said there was no pressure, but it would be too shocking.

But the last time he rescued someone with a delta wing, he could barely explain it with common sense. This time he jumped from a building in public and was unscathed.

It seems that this disaster cannot be avoided. He began to think seriously and conceive words.

Zhong Lei folded her hands on her chest and leaned against the door, looking like I want to see what tricks you have.

Although she looked stern on the surface, she was actually a little nervous.

"I had a very long nightmare last night. It was so real that I couldn't get out of it."

Chen Feng thought hard for a while and finally said this.

Zhong Lei couldn't believe him. "Nonsense, I don't believe you. Do you look like someone who has nightmares?"