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

The next day, Feng He opened his eyes and found himself lying on a strange bed.

But looking around, the layout of this room is very similar to Meng Jinsong's.

Feng He sat up immediately, with a confused look in his eyes and eyebrows, and tried hard to recall what happened last night.

Finally, it seemed that he fell asleep.

[Well, you finally fell asleep, and Meng Jinsong held you in his arms and slept on the bed.]

Feng He nodded.

The system was silent for a moment.

[He even held you in his arms and slept with you in bed, which was equivalent to sleeping on the same bed with him, and you didn't ask anything?]

Feng He looked at the big bed in front of her speechlessly and said, "This bed is so big, isn't it more than enough for two people to sleep? And you said that Meng Jinsong wanted someone to accompany him yesterday. Isn't it normal for him to pull someone to sleep with him?"

[……good……]

The system thought silently that Feng He’s thinking could not be defined using normal brain circuits.

Feng He stepped barefoot on the ground, which was paved with wooden boards and was not cold.

Meng Jinsong seemed to be brushing his teeth in the bathroom.

Steam was rising from the bathroom door. Could it be that Meng Jinsong had taken a shower?

Feng He didn't care about that and went downstairs directly.

He went back to his room to brush his teeth and wash his face.

After breakfast, Feng He found that some people had come to her house.

Feng He watched eagerly as the relevant personnel pushed out rows of clothes on hangers. The clothes were wrapped in dust bags, so they should be brand new.

Like a silly cute fish who has never seen the world.

There is an elevator in Meng Jinsong's house. The relevant personnel pushed the clothes into the elevator, as if they were going upstairs?

Feng He wondered if this wasn't his clothes.

A tailor had come to measure him before.

Meng Jinsong leaned against the door, looking at Feng He's dazed expression. He raised his eyebrows lazily and said, "The clothes have arrived. Go up and try them on."

Feng He was even more confused. Was it so troublesome to go up and try on clothes?

His room is clearly on the first floor, so why doesn't he put his clothes there? Does he think his room is too small?

Yes, after all, there are so many clothes...

Meng Jinsong walked over and went upstairs with Feng He.

"It feels like not that long has passed since I took my measurements, how come the clothes are finished so quickly?"

Feng He couldn't help but ask.

Meng Jinsong said with a smile: "As long as you have money, nothing is slow."

Feng He said “Oh”.

As soon as they reached the second floor, Meng Jinsong took Feng He into a room.

Feng He discovered that those people had already hung all the clothes on the hangers in the cloakroom.

The room looks nice and has been cleaned.

And the room is right next to Meng Jinsong's room.

"Go in and try on the clothes. We'll talk later if they don't fit."

Feng He nodded and entered the large and luxurious cloakroom.

Meng Jinsong was waiting for him outside.

In fact, there was no need for him to stay here at this time, but for some reason, he just couldn't move.

I want to see Fenghe wearing new clothes.

Feng He tried on a set of clothes and immediately pushed the door open to show it to Meng Jinsong.

With sparkling eyes, she asked, "How is it? Does this dress look good?"

This dress is a loose short-sleeved shirt and shorts with bright colors, which is more suitable for Fenghe.

Feng He had no habit of wearing shoes, so he came out barefoot.

Meng Jinsong shifted his gaze from his pink knees and toes and began to look at Feng He's entire body.

Feng He's hair was disheveled at this time, and for a moment she looked like she had just woken up.

Meng Jinsong walked over and gathered his hair up as if by magic, so that Feng He had a small ponytail.

Paired with this outfit, you'll instantly feel youthful and full of energy.

Feng He looked up at Meng Jinsong, blinking her eyes cutely.

Meng Jinsong immediately let go and stepped back, coughed twice and said, "You can tie your hair up."

He twisted his fingers, savoring the soft touch.

"I'm too lazy to get a haircut. Anyway, there's air conditioning here and it's not hot."

Meng Jinsong nodded and said, "It's up to you."

Feng He then went to try on other clothes. After trying each set, he would open the door and come out to show them to Meng Jinsong to get his opinion.

As expected, all the clothes here fit well, the materials were comfortable and the styles were nice.

Mermaids seem to have a love of beauty. Feng He couldn't help but feel happy when she saw these beautiful clothes.

So I kept grinning the whole time.

"Thank you, boss. These clothes are very nice. I like them very much."

Feng He happily praised Meng Jinsong.

He put away his tail and turned it into a miniskirt and white shirt.

He was prepared to wear the clothes Meng Jinsong prepared for him when he went on land.

Meng Jinsong nodded slightly.

He said casually, "This room has been tidied up. There is a large cloakroom with lots of nice clothes, as well as a private bathroom and balcony. You can live here."

Feng He opened her mouth wide, staring blankly at Meng Jinsong, muttering to herself, "Didn't you tell me to stay in the room on the first floor?"

Meng Jinsong said expressionlessly: "That room is just for you to rest temporarily. It's not for you to live there forever."

Feng He's eyes and eyebrows were filled with joy, and she said with a smile: "Oh - Boss, you are such a good person, I will definitely work hard for you!"

Feng He's smile was so brilliant and her voice was so sweet. Meng Jinsong walked out hand in hand.

They all turned the same.

Feng He was lying on the big bed in the room wearing new clothes, rolling around happily.

“Hahahahahaha!”

Meng Jinsong heard every word of Feng He's devilish laughter, and before he left the room, he said: "..."

"System, system. It turns out Meng Jinsong has already agreed to let me live on the second floor."

[Haha, thank me. If I hadn't created the opportunity for you, would Meng Jinsong have let you live on the second floor so quickly?]

"Yeah, thank you, thank you system, you are so smart."

[Ahem, that’s not bad.]

In the past two days, Feng He had been wearing the clothes that Meng Jinsong had someone buy for him.

It looks good and is comfortable too.

Feng He had a new room, and she was like a butterfly, flying around the villa, telling everyone she met that she had a new room, for fear that others didn't know.

"Auntie Wang, I have a new room."

"Aunt Li, I have a new room."

"Butler, I have a new room."

……

After seeing the design team deliver the clothes to the second floor, what could the Meng family not understand?

They might have guessed correctly before, Xiaofeng really treats Mr. Meng differently.

Meng Jinsong looked at Feng He's happy expression, and couldn't help feeling soft and happy in his heart.

He knew why this happened to him, and he accepted it with a calm expression but joy in his heart.

Feng He was busy running up and down, moving all her things that were on the first floor to the second floor.

The room on the second floor is very large, with a dressing room, a private bathroom, a balcony, and a full range of furniture.

There is also a carpet on the floor.

The style of the whole room is the warm colors that Fenghe likes.

What Feng He likes most is the big bathtub in the bathroom. The bathtub is really big and he can swim in it...