Quickly wear, what should I do if the vicious cannon fodder is too stupid

It’s very early now, just in time to finish dinner.

Feng He took a shower and went to the second floor.

The light in Meng Jinsong's room was on, and Feng He knocked on the door.

"Come in." It was a voice as steady as water.

Feng He pushed the door open and went in. She looked out and saw Meng Jinsong sitting on the bed looking at his phone.

"Is something wrong?"

Meng Jinsong saw that it was Feng He and asked.

Feng He didn't know how to explain the purpose of his visit.

"I slept too much during the day today and couldn't sleep at night."

Meng Jinsong raised his eyebrows, as if asking, "So?"

Feng He puffed up his cheeks and said dryly, "So come to your room and play for a while."

Meng Jinsong: “…” Are you looking for trouble?

Feng He looked at Meng Jinsong's speechless expression and silently added: "I have basically played around on the first floor, let's go to the second floor."

Meng Jinsong listened to Feng He's words and held his forehead with one hand.

Feng He stood still.

"Then what do you want to play?" Meng Jinsong finally broke the silence.

Feng He then moved and pretended to walk around Meng Jinsong's room.

He said: "I can play anything. It's mainly because I don't have anyone around me, so I'm bored. If there are people around me, I won't be bored anymore."

Meng Jinsong was stunned for a moment and couldn't say a word for a long time.

Feng He's eyes turned smartly, and she ran to Meng Jinsong's bedside and said, "I see that you are either in a daze or sleeping today, so you should be in good spirits. How about we stay together and chat to relieve our boredom?"

Meng Jinsong didn't say anything. He felt strange and sad. How did Feng He know that he was bored tonight?

"can."

Meng Jinsong did not refuse.

Feng He hid her hands behind her back and silently made a "yeah" gesture.

"There is a row of bookshelves in the room. Is it connected to the study?"

Meng Jinsong nodded.

Feng He went into the study and prepared to get a book to read.

But the books in the study seem to be very high-end, they are books with professional knowledge, and many are in foreign languages.

Feng He had no idea where to start. His eyes almost went blind when he saw all those densely packed words.

[The bottom shelf should be the type you like.]

Feng He's eyes lit up, and she followed the system's suggestion and squatted down to check the last layer of books.

Sure enough, the books at the bottom were mostly novels that he was more interested in, including both literary novels and mystery novels.

There are actually fairy tale books.

Feng He excitedly took out the fairy tale book.

He flew back like a butterfly.

In fact, Meng Jinsong had been paying attention to Feng He's actions. When he saw him grinning and looking sad while looking for a book, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

He knew at first glance that Feng He must be dizzy. After all, he looked stupid.

"Meng Jinsong, I found a fairy tale book, why don't we read it together?"

Feng He shook the book in her hand.

This book is not very new and shows signs of having been flipped.

Meng Jinsong looked at the fairy tale book he had read as a child and felt that it was inexplicably suitable for the current Feng He.

In fact, he has an excellent memory. He has not forgotten the books he read as a child, so there is no need for him to read them again.

However, revisiting it with different people might be more interesting.

Feng He saw that Meng Jinsong had no intention of refusing, so she dragged over a small round sofa and sat beside Meng Jinsong's bed to watch with him.

"Oh, forget it. It makes my head sore from twisting like this. How about I read it to you? What story do you want to hear?"

Feng He twisted her neck uncomfortably and put the book on her lap.

Meng Jinsong looked at Feng He and said, "The Daughter of the Sea."

A string in Feng He's mind twitched, and her mouth opened and closed: "Oh, great."

"Once upon a time..."

Feng He began to tell the story according to the storybook. His voice was very pleasant and he knew how to control the rhythm. When there were surprising parts, he even produced some narration effects.

Makes the listeners feel interesting.

Meng Jinsong sat on the bed, tilting his head and looking at Feng He.

He felt that such times were beautiful and warm. Although they did not match his long-term living conditions, they made him feel very comfortable.

Feng He's moist mouth opened and closed, and her eyebrows and eyes were lively and cute.

"Phew! That's all."

Because Feng He had just finished reading, her eyelids felt heavy at this moment.

But his task was to accompany Meng Jinsong, so he couldn't sleep.

Feng He secretly bit her tongue to stay awake.

"Well, let me read you another one, um, Cinderella..."

"Once upon a time..."

Feng He read too many words and felt really tired, so he changed from sitting on the sofa to lying on the bed.

The pace of the story was getting slower and slower, and the desire to sleep was obvious.

Meng Jinsong took the book from Feng He's hand. Feng He didn't react for a moment. Her hand kept holding the book and her eyes kept blinking.

so cute……

“You can also tell me your story…”

Meng Jinsong held his breath and asked Feng He in a very natural manner.

"I……"

Fenghe the chick nodded as it pecked at the rice, but in fact it was so sleepy that its head was about to fall down.

"What did you like to do before you came here?"

"I... I like to eat... but, but I'm useless. I always have no food. Usually after eating, I swim, and after swimming, I sleep."

Meng Jinsong: “…”

It seems that what Feng He said before about liking swimming...she really does like it.

"What do you mean useless?"

“I just can’t catch food, and I don’t want to work for food.”

Meng Jinsong frowned.

"Did you have any friends before?"

"Friends? I guess I do. Ming Yan can be counted as one. He has treated me to several meals before." He also invited me to stay at his house.

Meng Jinsong raised his eyebrows and silently chewed the two words "Ming Yan" in his mouth.

"then you--"

Meng Jinsong wanted to ask more, but found that Feng He seemed to have fallen asleep, and his breathing was extremely even.

He fell asleep right away as he lay down on the bed.

I don't mind that this posture is uncomfortable.

As long as you want to sleep, you can sleep anywhere.

Maybe it was because Meng Jinsong really wanted someone's company today, so he got out of bed and picked up Feng He and put her next to his pillow.

After changing to a comfortable environment, Feng He slept soundly and showed no signs of waking up.

Meng Jinsong turned off the desk lamp and lay down. He turned sideways and faced Feng He, who was lying flat on her back.

Feng He's skin is as white as jade, as if she has not seen the light for a long time. Even if she sleeps in a dark environment, she can be easily identified.

Meng Jinsong looked at his plump and lovely earlobes and couldn't help but reach out and pinch them gently.

It really feels soft to the touch.

The scent of Feng He filled his breath, and he liked it very much... In fact, he liked it very much, so much that he wanted to just pick Feng He up.

The night sky was beautiful tonight. He left a gap at the window, and a corner of the white gauze curtain was blown up, revealing faint stars.

The person on the bed can occasionally feel the breeze from the window.

Meng Jinsong followed his inner thoughts and hugged Feng He.

Tonight is really suitable for romance. Even though it’s summer and the air conditioner is not on, the two of us didn’t feel hot hugging each other and slept soundly all night.