When Lai, Djokaf and Loco rushed to the Paris police station, Ling Feng was enjoying the fragrant coffee and crossing his legs to accept the questions from a group of beautiful policewomen.

"What the hell is going on?" Layi asked the police officer in anger.

"Mr. Lai," football is also a part of the lives of Paris citizens. The police comrades know this Saint-Germain veteran: "Ling was temporarily detained by us because he did not have a driver's license. In theory, there is nothing big about it, as long as someone guarantees..."

"I'll kill Ling! I asked how my car was?" Layi asked anxiously.

Ling Feng rolled his eyes and floated over, even Loko looked disapproving. You, Layi, are you still a teammate.

Instead, Djokav showed a look of understanding...

"Is that BMW yours? That's fine. As long as you are willing to guarantee Ling, then..."

"No, no, no, I want to see my car right away."

"Here, outside..." The police officer wiped his sweat. Is the car more important than his teammates?

Layi rushed out without even saying thank you, which made Ling Feng roll his eyes again: "Layi, this stingy guy, am I not that broken car worthwhile?"

Loko nodded in agreement. Djokaf was so scared that he winked at Loko. After all, he was a partner of the national team for so many years. He didn't want to watch Loko fall into Ling Feng's trap.

Unfortunately, Loko didn't see Djokkaf's eyes because... Ling Feng turned around and cut Djokkaf's sight, and gave Djokkaf a provocative look, which was very obvious: "Little thing, it's bad for me."

Djokav swallowed, turned his back and secretly drew a cross on his chest...

"Then Patrick (Loco), Layi is too stingy. I guess he won't lend me a car in the future. Can you lend me your car?" Ling Feng's smile looked like a big-tailed wolf.

"Uh, no problem, but Ling, you are too young..." As for the core of Saint-Germain's offense, Loco thought it was necessary to please him, after all, a considerable part of his goals depended on him.

Djokav slapped himself on the head, and another idiot who fell into Ling Feng's innocent smile...

"Jean, what's wrong with you?" Loko asked strangely.

"Oh..." Djokav looked at Ling Feng's demonstration, "Nothing..., there are mosquitoes..."

Ling Feng knew that the iron should be hit while it was hot, so he immediately said, "Then Patrick, thank you. I will borrow a car from you in the future. Don't learn to be so stingy. I will pass more balls to you."

"Haha, that's great, Ling, we will be a good partner." Loko's words couldn't fit in.

"God!" Djokav covered his eyes, he couldn't bear to look...

"Ling!" A roar seemed to lift the roof of the police station. In the public eye, Layi rushed in like a bull.

Ling Feng pretended to be very scared and hid behind the female policewomen. Ling Feng's good baby looked in exchange for the mother's love of the female policewomen. So before facing Ling Feng, Layi faced the angry eyes of tigress...

"Ling," Layi tried his best to keep his voice calm: "Can you explain to me why you made my car like this?"

"Where?" Ling Feng blinked his innocent eyes and looked innocent.

"You told me you don't know?" Layi's voice suddenly increased octave, but it quickly lowered under the tigress's gaze. "Can you go out with me to see my car? Then can you explain it to me?"

Now even the stupid Luoke could hear something was wrong. In the strange and angry eyes of everyone watching the show, Ling Feng had to come to the parking lot outside the police station with everyone reluctantly.

"Is this the BMW La Yi?" Loco wiped the sweat from his head. There were signs of impact on the front and rear surfaces of the car, and the rear railing had fallen. The light on the left side of the front had been broken. In addition to the newer body, it looked like a car that had just come out of the scrap purchase station.

"Can you explain it to me?" La Yi shouted at Ling Feng with red neck.

"This, that..." Ling Feng looked around and thought of a reason.

"Forget it," Djokav came out to smooth things over. "Your car repairs are still useful. I drove the Audi for a day, and there are only two wheels left when I come back..."

"God!" Luoke looked at Ling Feng nervously. This guy's driving skills are as perverted as his football skills, but the former is abnormal...

Ling Feng pouted, he was wronged. In fact, his driving skills are still very good, but he likes to play with flowers if he is so desperate. I forgot to say that Ling Feng liked to read "Initial D" in his previous life...

Under the bail of Djokaf and Loko, Ling Feng swears to God like an egg and will never drive without a license again, and everyone left the police station.

Djokav couldn't help but ask depressedly: "Ling, why did you swear so easily? You must know that swearing to God is devout."

Ling Feng gave him a blank look: "Funny, I am Chinese! We believe in Buddhism, but we don't believe in God."

Everyone:...

When he arrived at the police station, Ling Feng suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure on the street and shrank back. He felt aroused in his heart and said to everyone: "You guys go back first. I finally came out to play once. I met a friend and I'll say hello to him."

Although the few people felt something was wrong, they knew that they could not persuade the eldest young master, so they went back in disappointment. But poorly, Luoke's car was locked down by Ling Feng...

"Okay, come out, my friends are gone." Ling Feng walked to the street and said to it.

A ragged boy walked out and held a puppy in his arms, which was the boy Ling Feng saved just now.

"Thank you, are you Chinese too?"

"Of course." Ling Feng seemed very proud because he had a reason to be proud. He was the pride of the Chinese, and China was proud of him. "What's your name? Why did it turn out like this?"

Looking around, Ling Feng felt that this was not the place to speak, so he said, "You go to the place where I live first, take a shower and change your clothes, eat something before talking slowly."

It has been autumn for a while now, and the weather is cold at night. The boy wrapped his torn clothes tightly and nodded gently. Foreigners, the most trustworthy stranger is probably the one from his own country.

After getting into Loco's car, Ling Feng looked around with some pride. He is really worthy of being the best scorer last season. He is richer than Layi and has a lot of grand car. He is also BMW, why is the gap so big?

Because there was a shocked boy sitting next to him, Ling Feng was very tactful and did not show off his driving skills. He returned to his apartment steadily.

The boy just lowered his head along the way, hugging the puppy tightly, without saying a word, but his puppy was very curious and looked around the way...

Finally arrived at Ling Feng's apartment. Ling Feng invited the boy into the house and parked his car on the side of the road.

Ling Feng returned to the house and saw the boy standing there in a restrained manner, his hands and feet were not sure where to put them.

"Sit down, don't be polite." Ling Feng said with a smile.

"No, I'm very dirty, it will stain your room." The boy's head lowered and lowered, and his whole body was retracted into the corner.

"It's okay, I'm not a good place here. I'll put some water for you later. You go and take a shower. Well, I'll also give your dog a bath."

"Oh, thank you..." The boy's voice was humming like a mosquito.

"Maybe he has this personality," Ling Feng thought: "So shy, like a girl."

A "guru" sound made Ling Feng raise his head and look at the boy huddled in the corner. Although his face was covered with black and gray, Ling Feng could see that he blushed.

"Haha, I forgot, you must be hungry, right? I'll help you and the dog to get some food." Ling Feng tried his best to restrain his smile and ran into the kitchen, because he could see that the boy in front of him was very thin-skinned. If he laughed out loud, he would definitely get into the ground shyly.

Ling Feng knows how to cook. In the past few years in France, he often eats Chinese cuisine he cooks. Now, although there are certain dietary restrictions in the club, it is good to have a tooth beating ceremony during rest. Moreover, Ling Feng's Chinese cuisine makes Djokav and others who have a very good nose often come over to pull the rice. Everyone praised the Chinese cuisine made by Ling Feng.

After rummaging through the refrigerator, there were good things that were fresh vegetables. Although there were a little less, it was better than not. I washed it and sucked it up with a hot meal. After twenty minutes, three dishes and one soup were placed on the table.

Seeing the boy staying outside the door while cooking, Ling Feng didn't find it funny. Isn't he tired?

The meal came, and the boy washed his hands politely, but did not wash away the black and gray on his face.

"Maybe he is anxious and has no time to wash his face." Ling Feng was looking for an explanation while he was fine.

It's strange that this boy is not like some other homeless people. He is obviously very hungry, but he still maintains etiquette after seeing the food. Although he is very hungry, he is very gentle when eating. He uses chopsticks to put the dishes into the bowl bit by bit, then holds the rice bowl up and puts it in front of his mouth, and does not make any noise when eating.

"He should have been in a well-educated family before." Ling Feng thought again.

At this time, the puppy in the boy's arms barked twice. The boy looked at the puppy and looked at Ling Feng again. Ling Feng understood that the puppy was hungry, so he turned around and went back to get a bowl.

Ling Feng doesn’t have many dishes at home, this is a special bowl that Djokav comes to eat every time he comes to eat...

Seeing the puppy eating so happily in Djokkaf's special bowl, Ling Feng was also happy. Who made Djokkaf attempt to block his request for a car today? He deserved it...

Perhaps it was because I hadn't eaten my own dishes for too long, and the boy shed tears as he ate. The puppy next to him saw the owner crying, and also stopped eating, climbed to the boy and rubbed his calves gently.

"Thank you, thank you." The boy wiped his tears with his hands and whispered.

"It's okay, everyone is Chinese, it should..." Ling Feng only said halfway because he discovered a problem. When the boy wiped away his tears with his hands, a piece of black and gray on his face was wiped away by him, revealing a piece of white and tender skin.

"Are you a girl?" Ling Feng's chin hit the ground...

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Sorry, everyone, because Binghun was too tired yesterday, so he returned to the dormitory and didn't write down anything, and then went to bed. He slept for 12 hours before getting up. Now I will make up for a chapter immediately. Please be considerate and considerate!
Chapter completed!