The pampered baby of King's High School

*********Gloom.Night Charm Gang*********

Feng Yingchen took out her mobile phone with her knuckled hands, and made a call, her voice was cold and deep, full of magnetic charm, "What is she doing?"

The calm voice of the thug came from the receiver, "Report to Master Feng, Miss Motata and Master An went to the animation shop in Miluo Market just now, and now the two of them are walking on the street, talking and laughing. These, no other news."

"Oh." Feng Yingchen replied faintly, and hung up the phone.He stood up from the sofa and took out a bottle of imported red wine with a high alcohol content. He didn't even need to take the glass, he raised his head and swallowed it directly to his mouth.

His expression was indifferent and serious, bloodthirsty and terrifying, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his 1.8-meter-six height showed his domineering and wildness.His pupils are as bloody and arrogant as this strong red wine.

"Boom!" Feng Yingchen ruthlessly smashed the red wine to the ground, and the strong glass bottle collided with the smooth marble floor to make a fierce noise, breaking the tranquility and softness of the sunset in the sky.

He couldn't help picking up his phone again, and dialed another person's phone number...

"Hello?" Motata's sweet and energetic voice came from the receiver.

When he heard her cute and naughty voice, he couldn't help but immediately embrace her in his arms.

That kind of domineering like monopolizing a pet, that kind of urge to hold him tightly in his arms, that kind of order to walk up to her immediately and coldly tell her "don't get too close to other men" .

"Hey, hey? Feng Yingchen? Why don't you talk!"

"kindness."

"Tch... I thought you were indirectly deaf."

"Are you happy with him?"

"Hmm. o(n_n)o~" Motata's energetic voice came from the receiver.

"You give An Canmo the call." Feng Yingchen's voice on the phone was cold, without a trace of warmth.

"..." Mo Tata rolled his eyes while handing the phone to An Canmo.

"Hello?" An Canmo asked suspiciously into the phone, "Chen? If you have something to say, just call me?"

Feng Yingchen's face was deep and cold, like a stubborn ice sculpture, he didn't listen to An Canmo's words, but asked sarcastically, "Have you ever heard a sentence?"

"What?" An Canmo asked puzzled.

"Don't touch other people's things casually." Feng Yingchen's handsome god-like face became playful, mocking, deep and indifferent.

Hearing this sentence, An Canmo's white and jade-like cheeks were full of confusion at first, and then he understood the true meaning of Feng Yingchen's words. He smiled at Mo Tata and said, "Why? She When did it become yours? Or did you put a label on her?"

"Is there anything you can't get?" Feng Yingchen jokingly asked.Including money, including status, including her, as long as he wants, as long as he has this ambition, he must get it.

An Canmo still had a gentle smile on his face, "Okay, I'm waiting for your good news. But let me remind you of one thing, do you think you... have a chance to like her? Unless... ..."

Before An Canmo could finish speaking, Feng Yingchen hung up the phone quickly.

Of course he understood what An Canmo was referring to.

Can you still like her?Can't you really be tempted?Do you want to be cut off from love like this for the rest of your life...

Baby, can I... protect you?