After a hard day's work, Fengyi still invited them to have a good time, with all kinds of food, drinks and entertainment, which made everyone forget how they felt when they heard those songs.

After dinner, Fengyi suddenly received a call. Someone invited him to be the heroine of a ghost movie.

Fengyi fell silent for a moment and asked Wang Ya next to her: "Do you think my concert really looks like a ghost movie?"

Wang Ya: "You can remove a few words that look like this."

Fengyi: "..."

Doesn't she want to lose face?

Forget it, it's not very important anyway, she just fulfilled Gu Sheng's dream.

A ghost movie is just a ghost movie. Anyway, most of the viewers are not good people. They have been hiding on the Internet and scolding her, like a rat in a ditch.

When Fengyi returned home, she saw Fu Ze talking on the phone with a numb face and saying yes from time to time.

Seeing Fengyi coming back, he was slightly startled. Didn't this woman say she wouldn't be back tonight?

A pleasant voice came from the mobile phone: "Brother-in-law?"

The villain in Fu Zhe's heart was holding his head and screaming that his life was about to be shortened, but this crazy woman heard him.

I don't know how much suffering I will suffer right now.

He immediately hung up the phone, looked at Fengyi in a white skirt, and said dryly: "Gu Sheng, are you back?"

Fengyi stared at him expressionlessly and said calmly: "Who are you talking on the phone?"

"Why is there a woman's voice?"

"What is the relationship between you two?"

"Do you not love me anymore?"

These unexpected questions made Fu Ze confused. He stayed where he was and couldn't say a word.

He has never loved!

But Fu Ze didn't dare to say this. After all, once Fengyi went crazy, even she would be afraid, let alone herself.

Fengyi leaned on the door frame, the light from the door illuminated her face, and she had an unknown smile on her face.

"Azawa, I won't hurt you. If you like that woman, I will kill her and make her into a doll. After all, I also like what you like. Then the three of us will lie on the bed together and let her sleep.

Between us."

"Azawa, do you agree?"

She smiled sweetly and sweetly, not feeling how scary her words were at all.

Fu Ze's face trembled, and goosebumps almost appeared on his skin.

"You misunderstood. She is the daughter of an old friend."

"oh."

Fengyi lowered her head slightly, seeming a little regretful, and then said with a smile: "I'm going to get the chicken soup in the refrigerator to heat it up for you to drink."

Hearing the word chicken soup, Fu Ze felt subconsciously disgusted. He frowned and said, "We should discuss this. I can't drink chicken soup every day. I have to act in a play and I have to stay in shape."

In just a short time, he has put on weight. Although it doesn't look very obvious, over time, his figure will definitely get out of shape.

At first, he suspected that Fengyi had drugged the soup, so he quietly asked someone to check it, and found that it was just normal old hen chicken soup.

Feng Yili ignored him and went directly to the kitchen. Not long after, she came with a bowl of steaming chicken soup and fed him the chicken soup very gently.

"vomit!"

Fu Ze felt like vomiting as soon as he smelled the chicken soup, so he pushed her hand away and refused to walk towards the trash can.

"Take it away, I feel like throwing up now when I smell this."

Fengyi put the bowl on the table, walked over and gave him a slap in the face, dragged him to the computer, and selected a clip of a fat woman feeding a man.

I followed the woman's example, slapped him several times, and said coldly: "Drink!"

Her eyes suddenly became very gentle: "I've already said, don't make me angry. Once I get angry, I like to hit you in the face. You said you look so similar to that person. If you have this face

Scar, wouldn’t that make it useless?”

The clip in the video kept playing over and over again, and the applause kept ringing. Fu Zhe's face froze and he did not dare to say anything.

Seeing a layer of oil floating on the chicken soup, I subconsciously wanted to vomit, but I suppressed it.

His expression was exactly the same as that of the man in the video, who silently allowed Fengyi to feed him.

Because a certain part of his body was burned, and the chicken soup contained a lot of tonic ingredients, he lived in dire straits every night, and the pain made it difficult to sleep.

After experiencing Fengyi's concert again, I suddenly felt depressed and my mental state was a little bit wrong.

He wanted to use the excuse of filming to leave Fengyi's side, but the other party seemed to have installed a location on his body, and he could be found no matter which remote place he hid.

Seeing that he had finished drinking the chicken soup, Feng Yi showed a smile on her face.

"Look, this video is right. If a man is disobedient, just slap him. From now on, this video will be the music to which you drink chicken soup. How stylish."

Fu Ze: "..."

Are you a devil?

At this glance, he could see the end of the hell life. Fu Ze could not help but shudder when he thought that he would be entangled with Fengyi for the rest of his life.

He said: "You haven't said who the person who looks very similar to me is."

Mentioning this incident, Fengyi felt a touch of sadness. She smiled and said, "It's not important. It's all over. My life is pretty good now. I'm very satisfied."

Fu Ze: The person being tortured is not you, so of course you feel satisfied.

He secretly swore that even if he had to dig three feet into the ground, he would dig out the white moonlight that Feng Yi was talking about.

He had had enough of being used as a substitute every day.

It's a pity that the person who threw acid at her at the concert was so useless that he was so close and didn't even hurt a hair on her head.

Finding Fengyi's Bai Yueguang has become the most important thing in Fu Ze's heart.

If possible, he would really like to kill this woman, but this person is as smart as anything and won't give him any chance.

When Feng Yi returned to the room to sleep, Fu Zhe walked around irritably.

"Fourth Master, what happened?"

Qi Hua saw that his mood fluctuated greatly and couldn't help but become worried.

Fu Ze frowned and said, "I don't know why I can't control my emotions and want to do something. Especially after returning from the concert, this irritating and uncomfortable mood has become more and more obvious."

"Then I'll arrange for a psychiatrist tomorrow to help you adjust your condition. Qi Hua has never heard of Fengyi's song, and seeing how people spread it so magically, it felt like he was being scratched by a kitten from time to time.

Is it that exaggerated?

Even the Fourth Master was affected.

He first made it clear that he only wanted to challenge himself when he went to listen to music, not to satisfy his curiosity.

A few hours later, Qi Hua sat on the sofa smoking with a numb face, and Fu Zhe next to him also smoked one cigarette after another.

"Fourth Master, I will come back tomorrow with some more antidepressant medicines, or I may just ask the psychiatrist to stay here for a while."

"Buy some medicine, I don't like too many people."
Chapter completed!