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

[It's been a few days since you last got something, aren't you going to get something else?]

Feng He was swimming in the bathtub. After hearing what the system said, she thought about it and felt that it was the same truth.

So he soaked for a while, then got up and went to Meng Jinsong's room.

This time he took out a watch. Feng He looked at this luxurious and exquisite watch and for a moment he couldn't imagine how expensive it was.

Feng He closed her eyes, looked guilty, and hid the watch.

Then he immediately went back to his room, locked himself in the box, and pretended not to see it.

In fact, after so many days, the two things he had taken before were not discovered by Meng Jinsong, so he was not very panicked.

But it's better to be safe than sorry.

What if Meng Jinsong suddenly remembers that he wants to use the watch he has?

In order to delay the arrival of this day, Feng He tried his best to take out things such as tie clips and watches that were placed inside.

The area inside should be something Meng Jinsong does not use often.

A man who has received favors from others is soft-hearted; a man who has received favors from others is obliged to return the favor...After Feng He did something wrong, she became nicer and nicer to Meng Jinsong.

Clean his room spotlessly every day.

I'll give him a bouquet of flowers today, even though I failed last time.

Feng He asked her aunt at home for some paper to wrap the flowers, and then cut a purple ribbon that was long enough.

Finally, I went to the garden pond and picked a few lotus flowers.

This flower was planted by a gardener. Later, Feng He also wanted to know how to plant lotus, so the gardener taught him how to do it.

But the plants he planted have not yet bloomed.

The lotus varieties were not the expensive ones bought by Meng Jinsong, but the common varieties brought by the gardener himself.

Feng He learned some flower assembling techniques from the aunt at home, and then assembled one or two lotus flowers.

This kind of lotus is not very big, so it doesn’t look out of place or strange when wrapped in floral paper.

At 3:30 in the afternoon, Meng Jinsong returned home on time.

Feng He had been waiting in the living room. When he saw Meng Jinsong coming home, he stood up excitedly and ran towards Meng Jinsong.

She didn't forget to pick up the flowers she had just wrapped from the table.

"Mr. Meng, you are back. Here are the flowers I gave you."

As soon as Meng Jinsong returned home, he was bumped into by a bright and lovely person.

Looking at the flowers held by the person in front of him, his brows tightened, his skin became a little tense, and he swallowed secretly.

What Fenghe gave him was a lotus. He had seen this kind of lotus before. It was planted by the gardener in the landscape pond.

The varieties are also selected by the gardener himself and then reported to the housekeeper.

But... Fenghe gave him lotus... lotus.

Fenghe, lotus.

Is Feng He hinting at him that she wants to give herself to him?

Thinking of this, Meng Jinsong's ears turned red, and he raised his eyes to look at Feng He.

Feng He blinked her eyes, thinking it was a very normal glance.

Feng He stained the flowers with some pearls on the ribbon that wrapped the flowers. They were his own teardrops.

There's nothing valuable here, but this is pretty good.

Just think of it as a small return of favor.

Meng Jinsong took the lotus in a daze, and his palm trembled as he stroked the small pearls that Fenghe had stuck on it.

He could even see the glue that had solidified on the ribbon.

Moreover, he had never seen anyone wrap up lotus flowers and give them to others before. Fenghe was the first one.

If that wasn't a hint, he didn't believe it.

Meng Jinsong resisted the urge to hold Feng He's hand, nodded, and said, "Thank you for the flowers."

Feng He smiled with her eyebrows curved and her white teeth bared.

The aunt and the housekeeper who were hiding in the corner and watching the show secretly had solemn and admiring expressions on their faces.

They have been working with Xiaofeng for some time. This kid usually looks silly, but they didn't expect him to be so capable.

They played Mr. Meng around in circles and controlled him firmly.

"Butler, there is no one around Mr. Meng who can do this."

"I think Mr. Meng has a tail that's about to lift up."

"Yes, based on my many years of experience, I can feel that Mr. Meng is very happy at this moment."

The butler was also shocked. He sighed weakly and felt deeply that this house would soon have another owner.

Feng He saw that Meng Jinsong liked his flowers very much, so he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the guilt he felt for taking the things was alleviated a little.

That’s great, I hope Meng Jinsong accepted it.

In the evening, Meng Jinsong called Feng He to his room.

Feng He had just finished taking a bath and was about to soak in the bathtub all night when she heard Meng Jinsong's call and climbed out of the bathtub with a confused look on her face.

He came to Meng Jinsong's room all wet.

Feng He came over barefoot with wet hair.

When Meng Jinsong saw Feng He like this, his breathing tightened.

It really fits the saying: lotus emerging from water...

He looked away and cursed himself secretly. Now everything he thought was really dirty.

"Mr. Meng, you asked me to come over. What's the matter?"

Feng He walked over.

Meng Jinsong felt a chill coming over him. He was startled, then realized that Feng He was taking a cold shower.

Moreover, the blue veins on his thighs were clearly visible, and there was no pink color coming from the heat on his body.

Meng Jinsong's face changed. He grabbed Feng He's hand and brought him over. Feng He fell on Meng Jinsong without noticing.

It’s indeed cold, Meng Jinsong thought.

"Why are you taking a cold shower? Even if it's summer now, you'll catch a cold if you take a cold shower."

Feng He heard the serious tone.

He stood up straight, curled his lips and said, "I just like taking cold showers. Cold showers are comfortable."

Meng Jinsong suddenly remembered what the housekeeper told him a few days ago, that Feng He didn't know why he had to go to the kitchen to get a bag of salt every day for the past two days.

And except for eating and playing during the day, he basically doesn't come downstairs.

He tightened his face and said something that seemed insignificant: "There is a big swimming pool at home, why don't you go swimming?"

Feng He was stunned. He said seriously, "That's your swimming pool. How can I swim there casually?"

Meng Jinsong: "...It's okay, my things are yours now, you can use them as you like." When did Feng He become so polite?

Feng He's eyes lit up. Ah, what is Meng Jinsong talking about?

Meng Jinsong looked at Feng He's dazed look and coughed twice.

"Well, you sit here tonight."

Feng He glanced at Meng Jinsong. Did he want someone to accompany him again?

"Okay, Mr. Meng, I will tell you a story tonight as well."

Meng Jinsong nodded seriously, looking very serious.

Feng He glanced at him and curled her lips.

After that night, Feng He came to Meng Jinsong's room more frequently at night.

This seriously affected his sleep quality.

One day, he couldn't help but yawn and complained to the system: "System, why is Meng Jinsong so childish?"

[…Maybe you misunderstood. He didn’t mean for you to tell him a story.]

Feng He looked confused and asked, "What does he want to do?"

[You just need to stay there and do nothing.]

Feng He was speechless. He felt that the system was talking nonsense.