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

Feng He quietly changed her shoes at the entrance, wanting to sneak up to the second floor.

The whole process from him going upstairs to the room was very smooth.

Feng He, who had such a smooth journey, was almost grinning to herself.

It was not until he returned to the room that he was suddenly stared at by a pair of dark and deep eyes.

It was like a carnivore looking at his food with vicious eyes.

Feng He was frightened almost instantly and he shivered suddenly.

His mind was blank at this moment.

He never expected that Ci Rang would be waiting for him in his room.

Looking at this scene, I really don’t know how long I have been waiting.

Feng He couldn't help but breathe heavily.

"Ci...Cirang, why are you here..."

"come over."

Ci Rang did not answer Feng He's question. He casually uttered a sentence without any emotion.

Feng He walked forward uncontrollably.

Ci Rang suddenly hooked Feng He's waist and pulled him over.

Feng He didn't even dare to breathe, and allowed Ci Rang to treat him in such a "strange" way.

The next second, Ci Rang pinched Feng He's small, pointed chin with one hand.

Dark eyes studied his face, every inch of his skin.

Feng He didn't dare to move her eyes around, she just stared blankly at one place.

Like a fool.

"Today...why are you back so late?"

Feng He was startled. Ci Rang finally asked this question.

He explained almost immediately: "It's... a classmate from college came to Dixing on a business trip and wanted me to be his tour guide and take him out for a tour."

Ci Rang lowered his eyes and put away that extremely oppressive gaze.

He was obviously not surprised by this answer.

"So you're coming home so late?"

Feng He bit her lips in annoyance.

"I wanted to come back earlier, but he was so enthusiastic that he insisted on treating me to dinner... and I happened to be a little hungry..."

Ci Rang: "..."

Feng He couldn't help but look away, "I didn't go to that restaurant because I thought it was delicious..."

Ci Rang watched the surveillance video and listened to the conversation between the two people all night, and he had already memorized the name of the restaurant by heart.

"When you were playing with him, you never remembered for a moment that I was still waiting for you at home."

Ci Rang remained silent for a long time. Finally, she just sighed and uttered these words that sounded like she was complaining about her husband.

Feng He said seriously: "...I'm sorry, I didn't know you were waiting for me."

"You always think that our relationship is ordinary and you don't need to report to me where you go."

The words made him stare at Feng He heavily.

Feng He's heart began to beat fast again. In fact, he had never thought about it this way, but what Ci Rang said was all true.

Feng He was speechless for a moment.

Ci Rang sneered and said coldly: "So in He He's heart, I have always been just a 'friend'? Maybe not even a friend, but my boss couldn't say it, so he used the word friend instead."

Feng He blinked in confusion.

The next second, his lips were blocked.

Ci Rang kissed her almost fiercely.

Feng He’s eyes widened.

He was unable to do anything for a moment and could only stand there and let others take what they wanted.

Tears soon welled up in his eyes.

Ci Rang would not be the slightest bit soft-hearted this time, his eyes were as sharp as a blade that could break ice.

Feng He didn't even dare to breathe. Why did Ci Rang act as if he wanted to eat him even though he was right next to him...

Soon, his brain could no longer think.

Because Ci Rang's attacks became more and more fierce.

It almost got to the point where Feng He could only roll her eyes.

At this time, he also reacted belatedly. If Ci made him angry, then he should be angry. Why did she kiss him?

He placed his thin white wrists on Ci Rang's muscular chest, struggling to push him away as he kept getting closer.

There were also some unclear sounds coming out of his mouth.

“Mmm…mmmm…”

Ci Rang ignored Feng He's resistance and tied him up more tightly with his strong arms.

Tears were already streaming down Feng He's face.

The thick eyelashes were made sticky by the wet tears, and the intertwined eyes looked particularly gorgeous.

The words took my breath away and I had an idea almost immediately.

He carried Feng He to the bed and kissed her closely...

Feng He was finally able to speak. He hurriedly stretched out a hand to push Ci Rang's face, "What are you doing?!"

It was rare that he sounded a little angry. He paused for a moment. Feng He had never spoken to him in such a tone before.

The words made him laugh softly a few times, seeming particularly emotionless.

"Hehe, prepare yourself well. Our wedding will be in a month."

After finishing the words, he continued with the previous action without any hesitation.

Feng He: “!”

"Wedding? What wedding!"

"We have been preparing since the moment you came back with me. In one month, everything will be ready."

"I...I...why?"

Feng He's degree of shock at this moment could no longer be described in words.

He is so stupid that he knows nothing.

Ci Rang laughed softly a few times, "There's no reason. It can only be you, and only you."

Feng He's pupils trembled. He had never considered this change.

He always thought that he and the young master grew up together, so they were much closer than others.

In his heart, he had always secretly believed that the two of them had a brotherly relationship.

Although his status is not worthy of being compared with Ci Rang.

Now...what is happening now?

Ci Rang saw Feng He's broken and shocked expression, and a hint of displeasure flashed across his face.

It seems that I have never really figured it out.

Ci Rang didn't reach the last step after all, but he bullied Feng He badly enough.

Feng He was almost exhausted by the end and allowed Ci Rang to do whatever he wanted to him.

After Ci Rang gave Feng He a bath, he lay on Feng He's bed and hugged him tightly.

"In fact, you have said many things that made me unhappy before, but I have never shown the slightest displeasure."

Feng He's heavy eyelids moved twice, but he hadn't fallen asleep yet.

"I was really worried that I'd scared you off too soon, but you didn't seem to care about my feelings at all."

Feng He curled the corners of her lips, as if she wanted to explain something.

But she was too sleepy and Ci Rang spoke too fast, so Feng He had no chance to interrupt.

"Starting tomorrow, you don't have to go to work."

Feng He widened his eyes in disbelief when he heard this, but his eyes were still hazy.

Ci Rang kissed Feng He on the forehead and said, "We can talk about other things after our wedding is over."

"That man looked at you 286 times while eating today."