Bunch of grass

After a night of bizarre dreams, Feng Ling woke up, and the hands of the clock on the wall pointed to seven o'clock. She stared at the chandelier on the ceiling, and let out a long breath. The feeling of depression in her chest did not go away, and she looked away. Looking closely, the big head of the barbecued pork bun was pressing on her chest impartially. This guy seemed to be dreaming of some delicious food, and he didn't forget to smash his mouth when he was sleeping.

Feng Ling raised his hand and pushed the dog's head, the Char Siew Bun raised his head, looked left and right, tilted his head, Feng Ling turned slightly to one side, the Char Siu Bun was empty, and whimpered dissatisfiedly, Feng Ling grinned angrily. : "I'm dissatisfied with your size, and suppressed me all night."

Char Siew Bun rolled his eyes, flicked his tail, and made a sound of "Pu Pu...", Feng Ling turned over and sat up, looked at the golden dog hair on the quilt, shook his head helplessly, stretched his waist, and the Char Siew Seeing that the owner ignored it, Bao jumped out of bed, wagged his tail again, and ran out of the bedroom with a "da da da...".

Standing barefoot on the ground, the eyelids of the left and right eyes kept twitching, feeling restless, the wind chimes moved to the window, and the heavy curtains were drawn aside, the pale golden sunlight rushed in, she stood on tiptoe and took a look Outside the window, New York in the morning has faded away from the feasting and feasting at night, and has not yet put on the gorgeous and colorful clothes of the day. She is a bit shy and shy without makeup, and she doesn't seem to find any signs of being different from the past. She raised her hand He patted his face, took a deep breath, turned and went into the bathroom.

An hour later, she stood at the door of her house with bread in her mouth, milk in one hand, and a satchel in the other. She turned around and looked at the barbecued pork bun sitting in the entrance, sticking out her tongue. After eating the bread in two mouthfuls, he raised the back of his hand to wipe the bread crumbs from the corner of his mouth, and told him, "You should also take good care of your house today. Remember to divide the dog food in the bowl into two meals. If you eat too much in the morning, you can wait for it in the afternoon." Go hungry."

"Oh..." The pork bun whimpered to express his understanding.

"Let's go, see you tonight." Fengling freed one hand to pull the door, locked it, and walked quickly to the elevator entrance, just as an elevator came down from upstairs, the silver-white stainless steel door opened, Fengling stepped in quickly, A man and a woman were in the elevator, Feng Ling nodded to them, and then stood in the corner of the elevator as usual. For some reason, she always felt two strange eyes falling on her. Is it an illusion?Feng Ling raised her head, and the eyes of the man and woman standing in the opposite corner flickered slightly. She was taken aback, and involuntarily raised her hand to touch her face. She didn't feel any foreign objects. She worriedly took out the mirror from her satchel and looked up and down. I went down to look at it, and there was indeed no foreign body.Well...she was overthinking.

The elevator stopped on the first floor, and Feng Ling walked out of the elevator behind the man and woman, biting a milk straw. She was thinking about something when she heard a "click" sound accompanied by a flashing light. A dazzling flash of light made her close her eyes involuntarily, and took two steps back.

Finally, the "click" sound stopped, Feng Ling opened her almond eyes, and met two excited faces, and the eyes of the two fell on her, she was slightly startled, bit the straw and stepped back two more times. step.

"Hey, are you Echizen Ryuya's girlfriend?" asked the girl with the microphone in her hand.

"Ah?" Feng Ling's eyes widened, and she stared at the microphone in front of her inexplicably.

"Beauty, please look at our camera." The girl reminded.

"Huh?" Feng Ling raised her head to look at the dark camera as she said, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.

Feng Ling's reaction seemed to be beyond the girl's expectation. She looked around anxiously, and then handed over the microphone again: "Are you going on a date now?"

"Go to work." Feng Ling took a sip of milk and found that it was empty, so she let go of the straw and replied.

"Uh... Then go on a date after get off work?" The girl was persistently entangled in the topic of "dating".

Feng Ling frowned, but still replied: "Go home after get off work."

"Then where do you usually go on a date with your boyfriend Echizen Ryuya?" The girl asked with a smile on her lips.

Boy friend?Did she provoke something unclean these two days, why did both of them mention her relationship problem?Besides, even though she knew who Echizen Ryuya was, the only time she had contact with him was on the set of the commercial. The distance between the two of them was three meters if not five meters. How did they become boyfriends?How can there be a date?What's his relationship with that brat Echizen Ryoma?

To the girl holding the microphone, the silence of the wind chime represented shyness. She exchanged a glance with her little friend, and passed the microphone forward again: "Can you tell me how you and Echizen Long Ya met? Are you Where did you meet? At the stadium? What kind of person is Echizen Ryuya in your eyes? Are you planning to get married? When will you get married?"

The sound of hurried footsteps gradually approached, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the long guns and short cannons rushing from across the road. Feng Ling couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the girl also showed an anxious look on her face. Feng Ling looked around, downstairs The security guard in the lobby also had a dazed look on her face. She moved back without a trace, and while the two people in front of her were not paying attention, she rushed into the elevator that had just opened, pressed the door close button desperately, and waited until the silver-white door opened. After closing the elevator and going up, she breathed a sigh of relief and pressed the button for the [-]th floor, but then thought of something, and hurriedly pressed the buttons for several floors.

What is this called!

The elevator stopped on the twelfth floor, the door opened, and Feng Chime looked at it, but found nothing unusual, so he rushed out of the elevator, took out the key from the satchel, opened the door carefully, rushed in, and He closed the door with a "bang", and was so shocked that he sat in the entrance and buried his head in tasting the barbecued pork buns for breakfast. He accidentally knocked over his rice bowl, and the dog food was scattered all over the floor.

Char Siew Bun looked at the owner who was still in shock by the closed door in surprise, tilted his head and glanced behind the owner, and with his titanium alloy dog ​​eyes with a vision of [-], he didn't see anything that belonged to A Piao .

"Woooo..." The char siew bun whimpered, trying to find any clues from the owner's face, but found that its titanium gold and dog eyes didn't work at the moment, and couldn't find it after searching for a long time, so he became a little impatient, bowed his head and continued to taste The dog food spilled out of the rice bowl should not be wasted, and it should not be considered dirty, otherwise I will really be hungry in the afternoon.

Feng Ling regained strength, felt the vibration of the mobile phone in the satchel, quickly took it out, and slid across the interface: "Sister Wen?"

"Girl, have you watched the entertainment news in the morning?" The voice of the head of the advertising department came from the other end of the phone.

"...Not yet." Feng Ling was stunned and replied.

"Then take a look first. Also, you don't have to go to work today." Zhang Wen said in a rare soft voice.

"..." Hearing that the minister who had been in a hurry spoke so softly, Feng Ling was stunned again, and after a while, she stammered and asked, "Sister Wen, is it because I didn't do well that I lost I got this job..." No job?She looked down at the char siu buns who were eating dog food happily.

The char siew buns seemed to sense Master Fandong's thoughts, raised his head, one person and one dog, their eyes met.

"Damn girl, you have a good idea!" Zhang Wen yelled in a low voice, "You take advantage of today's rest and come up with some ideas at home. I will never let you go if your brain cells are not drained by my mother." !"

She had to work overtime during the extra rest time, but Feng Ling didn't feel uncomfortable at all. She was relieved that her job was saved. Although she was puzzled about the reason for the holiday, she still thanked her repeatedly: "Thank you, Sister Wen."

"Hmph." Zhang Wen hummed a sound from his nasal cavity, and hung up the phone.

Holding the mobile phone that was still warm, Feng Ling shoes rushed into the living room without taking it off, and the unknown barbecued pork bun also abandoned the rice bowl and followed Mr. Fan Dong into the living room, Feng Ling turned on the computer, just opened the entertainment news On the interface, a photo was placed on the headline of the entertainment section. The scene in the photo was very familiar. Looking at the description below the photo, Feng Ling's scalp felt a little numb, and the affected area that didn't hurt before began to ache.

How did she make headlines like this?

"Woof..." Looking at the computer screen, the hostess was very "shyly" nestled in the arms of a strange man, with two lumps of tissues stuffed into her nose, and the barbecued pork bun barked dissatisfiedly. conquered by men.

Fengling stared straight at the computer screen, "Tuktuk..." The vibrating mobile phone rubbed against the table, she came back to her senses, her eyes turned slightly to look at the mobile phone, and a familiar Looking at the avatar, she reached out to grab the phone, swipe across the screen, and said angrily, "Tezuka Yunxi, it's 11:30 p.m. Tokyo time."

"Hey... Sister Xiaoling, gossip doesn't tell the difference between time and night." You don't need to guess to imagine that the girl on the other side of the radio wave is lying on the bed with her legs crossed, shaking and shaking...

"You... also know?" Feng Ling fell back and sank into the soft bedding. She stared at the chandelier on the ceiling and asked.

"Ryoma told me, and now only I know." The implication is that the gossip has not yet spread in her circle of friends.

"When did Echizen Ryoma become so big-mouthed?" Fengling waved his hand in the air, and the char siu bun jumped onto the bed, laying down beside Mr. Fanto, wagging his big tail constantly.

"Hey, Miss Xiaoling, is it true on the Internet?" Tezuka Yunxi cleverly changed the subject.

"What do you think?" Feng Ling asked without answering.

"Actually, I think that person is pretty good. He is also single at the moment. He is two or three years older than you. He is physically fit, has a good personality, and looks passable. The key is that he can make money. The wives probably filled several rooms, and the parents don’t need to worry about the younger generation. If you marry, you don’t have to worry about the house or the car, you can just pack your luggage and go there.”

"Oh...you seem to know this person very well?" Fengling said coolly.

"Of course, we are a family. The so-called fat and water don't flow to outsiders' fields. It is also very good for Sister Ling to marry him and be my sister-in-law and Longma's sister...Xiao Ling, Sister Ling, are you... still there?"

"This person is dead, burn the paper for something."

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