Chapter Fourteen

After the show, Fei Chang returned to Chen Yueyang's nanny car as usual.

The other seven green leaves were jealous.

It was just that Fei Chang was uncharacteristic and no longer had the spiritual head on his way. Instead, he veiled secretly in his seat and did not dare to look at Chen Yueyang.

Chen Yueyang: "What's wrong with you? You dare not look at me."

"No, no." Fei often wanted to cover it.

Chen Yueyang: "After watching the show just now, I watched you go to the bathroom for a long time. Are you sick?"

Fei often was speechless.

The little assistant sitting opposite them suddenly said, "Fei Fei, wouldn't you spit milk?"

The temperature on Fei Chang's face rose and rose.

It is reasonable to say that expression management is a required course for artists, but unfortunately he can't hide it until now, so he looks at them in panic and helplessness, and looks like he has been caught for doing bad things.

The little assistant quickly poured a cup of hot water: "If you are lactose intolerant, just don't drink the milk given by the sponsor just now."

Fei often didn't understand: "Ah? Milk?"

Fortunately, his IQ quickly followed, and immediately "Oh oh yes yes yes right" response.

Chen Yueyang understood it.

The baby giraffe grows up and his neck grows.

Chen Yueyang can understand.

He decided that for the physical and mental health and growth of young people, next time he refused to take Fei Chang to such a hostess' bust above B cup (inclusive).

The car was quiet, Fei often didn't dare to speak, and Chen Yueyang didn't want to speak.

At halfway, the driver suddenly broke the peace in the car.

Driver: "Yang brother, someone is following the car."

He glanced nervously into the rearview mirror: "At least three."

Fei often quickly turned back, and sure enough, it was less than ten meters behind the car butt, followed closely by three vans, and bite behind the luxury nanny car in a copy-type.

Fei often held his brother's arm subconsciously and asked nervously, "Here, is this gangster seeking revenge?"

An instant flashed in his mind a story that "the gang boss liked the popular male star and asked him not to be kidnapped by lovers and haters."

And he was ready to "stop in front of Aidou to **** him away and die tragically under the gangster beater stick".

Chen Yueyang was not surprised: "Which gang have you seen driving Wuling Hongguang?"

"..."

Wuling Hongguang drove faster and faster, two of which were already on par with the nanny.

There were faces in the lowered window. Although the masks covered their faces, they could not cover the fanaticism on their faces.

One of the girls cried and shouted, "Chen Yueyang! I want to marry you !!! Why don't you marry me !!!"

...... It turned out to be an illegitimate meal with a car.

Chen Yueyang immediately said to the driver, "Get rid of them."

The driver kicked the accelerator all the way to the bottom, but he couldn't leave the three followers.

The people who drive the illegitimate meal are not fans, but people who simply make money from it. They have already chased a set of "skills" for chasing stars. They are not afraid of traffic lights, traffic rules, and speeding. Smell the flies and linger.

Fei often heard of a major event in the circle a few years ago. In order to force the idol nanny car to stop, the van went directly to the "don't" nanny car. As a result, the star car got out of control and crashed on the highway On the guardrail, the car was burned with only the shelves left, and the star himself lay in the ICU for a long time.

The three cars became more and more tight, but for the safety of Chen Yueyang, the nanny car couldn't be as desperate as they were.

Fei Chang suddenly said: "Stop it."

Chen Yueyang said coldly: "Impossible, continue to accelerate."

"Brother, stop."

"You don't understand. You can't compromise at this time. They were forced to stop this time, and they will follow me later."

"Chen Yueyang!" Fei Chang smashed in front of him, completely forgetting to pay tribute, "I let you stop!"

"..."

"Change it for me."

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