Recast youth

Chapter 222 Compensation
Ye Feng had a dream.

There was a thick fog in the dream. Zhang Lan stood on the edge of the thick fog and waved to him with a smile, then turned around and walked into the fog. As the thick fog eroded, Zhang Lan's figure became increasingly faint.

It's just one step away from being completely gone.

Ye Feng had many things to ask her, why did he leave without saying hello, and then when Zhang Lan was about to disappear, he stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Lan's hand, blurting out: "Don't leave, don't leave, okay?" good?"

Then the scene changes.

Ye Feng felt like he was in a furnace, with a scorching heat coming from the inside out, as if it was going to engulf him. He was very hot and thirsty. In a trance, Li Jia appeared in his arms.

It's like a man's instinct.

Ye Feng hugged Li Jia tightly, and moved toward Li Jia's bright lips like a pilgrim, taking three steps and one step at a time, approaching Li Jia devoutly and firmly.

He felt resistance, but he did not stop. Everything in his eyes disappeared, leaving only the two lips that could quench his thirst. They were bright and seemed to have infinite magic power.

In a daze, he heard a woman saying: Goodbye.

He didn't listen.

Then there was a slightly painful groan, and then Ye Feng felt himself immersed in an indescribable warmth. This warmth enveloped his entire body and melted him bit by bit.

Until we can no longer tell each other apart.

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late at night.

Ye Feng woke up. The residual alcohol gave him a splitting headache, as if he had been stabbed by a knife and stirred violently. The lights were not turned off, and it was very dazzling. He subconsciously covered his eyes. After he got used to it, he Get ready and go to the toilet to wash your face.

But the next moment, he realized something was wrong.

The body suddenly stiffened.

Turning his head little by little, he saw a flawless, flawless collarbone appearing in his eyes. Who else could it be if his profile wasn't Kong Jingke?

Drunken sex?
Ye Feng thought about his dream and realized that he got into trouble while drunk. His head suddenly grew bigger. He never thought that he would have a relationship with Kong Jingke because of a drinking incident.

What should I do?
Was she forced?
If so, would she stab herself when she woke up?

How can I make it up to her?
Ye Feng fell into a strong entanglement, and all kinds of messy thoughts emerged like inner demons.

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The next day.

Kong Jingke woke up. She was keenly aware that someone was looking at her. There was no one else in the room except Ye Feng. She immediately closed her eyes and was so panicked that she didn't dare to open them. She secretly complained in her heart.

She wanted to leave last night, but she was pulled back by Ye Feng and couldn't resist him. Then she went to bed with him in a daze, and by the end her body was exhausted to the point of losing all strength.

Plus he drank and then fell asleep. 10 minutes.

Two 10 minutes.

Kong Jingke felt that time was extremely torturous. Seeing that Ye Feng had no intention of leaving, she couldn't bear it anymore and simply sat up. She saw Ye Feng sitting by the bed, his eyes bloodshot, not knowing what he was thinking.

Kong Jingke acted as if he hadn't seen him, took his own clothes and started to put them on. Kong Jingke had a good figure. Although he was already 30, his body was as finely carved as mutton-fat jade.

Then he thought that there was someone else next to him, so he silently pulled the quilt to cover himself, feeling more and more regretful that he had gone out drinking with this young boy and was still so drunk.

Ye Feng didn't speak. He didn't know what to say. He woke up at around four in the morning and found Kong Jingke sleeping next to him. He couldn't sleep anymore. It would be okay if he was single.

But he has a girlfriend now, and Kong Jingke is not the kind of woman who can just sleep with her and pretend she doesn't exist. At least Ye Feng can't do this. So when Kong Jingke got dressed and was about to leave the room, Ye Feng said to He looked at her back and said, "I will make it up to you."

This is the answer that Ye Feng thought about for several hours.

Kong Jingke stopped for a moment, turned around, his expression gradually returned to his usual cold expression, and asked, "How are you going to compensate me?"

"Money, I can give you money. You are a legal person for the music training class. We can void the contract and give you the other 50% of the shares." Ye Feng looked at Kong Jingke's face and said seriously, except for this, he really I can't think of any other way.

Kong Jingke's mood suddenly became bad.

Ye Feng's words reminded her of memories that made her sick. She frowned and looked at Ye Feng for the first time after waking up. It was as cold as the tip of a knife shining with cold light under the moonlight, and a sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of her mouth. Radian: "Do you even think that money can solve everything? If you give me money, you can let me go to bed with you?"

Ye Feng wanted to slap himself.

Knowing that this was what Kong Jingke hated the most, he still wanted to use money to solve it. He stood up quickly and wanted to explain to Kong Jingke, but Kong Jingke picked up the black bag placed on the bedside.

There is a knife in the bag.

Ye Feng stood there, feeling that it was neither right nor wrong to speak.

Kong Jingke felt a little aggrieved. Why did everyone always think of using money to solve problems when they did something wrong?Can money really buy anything?That person is like this.

The same is true for Ye Feng, who finally took a year to make her feel good about her.

"What happened last night was just like being bitten by a mosquito. Nothing else happened."

Kong Jingke wanted to lose his temper, but he finally endured it, took a deep breath, went back to his room, locked the door, and sat on the bedside for a long time, hugging his knees, but his heart could not calm down.

Why are you like that?

Could it be that drinking a little alcohol really makes people do impulsive things?
Kong Jingke was particularly angry, angry with Ye Feng and angry with himself. Then he got out of bed and went to the hospital. When he was outside, he saw Ye Feng standing at the door, helpless, and he felt even more angry.

He gave him a hard look.

Kong Jingke walked out of the door, endured the remaining pain from last night, hailed a taxi and went to the hospital. After arriving at the hospital, he stood outside the ward and looked at his mother lying on the bed.

After all, I am not indestructible.

Kong Jingke sighed, and then walked in. When she walked in, her face had already put on a relaxed smile. While talking to Confucius' mother, he skillfully helped her turn over and massaged her to avoid long-term pain. Bed rest produces bedsores.

(End of this chapter)