Bunch of grass

After a sumptuous dinner, Long Ya didn't stay too long, neither did Feng Ling. Although they knew each other, it was limited to acquaintance.The satiated char siu bun burped, together with Mr. Fandong, they sent the guest to the door, and grinned at him, showing several sharp white teeth as farewell.

Feng Ling patted Char Siew Bun on the head dumbfounded, and closed the door.

The moon sets and the sun rises, and a new day comes.

Fengling pushed away the dog's head pressing on her chest as usual, and still closed her eyes. The dream with a little color was still wandering in the depths of her brain. The heroine in the dream was undoubtedly herself, but why, the male protagonist But he?Feng Ling frowned slightly, and raised her hand to rub the center of her brows, trying to relieve the discomfort caused by the dream mirror, but the dream became clearer and clearer under her rubbing.

Oh my dear mother!Is this the rhythm of death!

A warm feeling came from the cheeks, and there was a prickly touch. Feng Ling raised his hand and pushed it, and muttered: "Char Siu Bun, take your dog face away from mine, your saliva is very nausea!"

"Woooo..." the disgusted Char Siew Bun whimpered aggrievedly.

"I've wronged you." Fengling opened her eyes and turned to look at the golden retriever lying beside her, poked its forehead with her hand, and cursed with a smile, "Do you know that every day I wash off the smell you left on my face? The smell of saliva, you have to spend twice the amount of facial cleanser. Prodigal dog! Echizen-kun said that I spoiled you, and it seems to be true."

As soon as he heard the words "Echizen-kun", the char siew bun suddenly felt a sense of crisis. It stood up suddenly, jumped out of bed, and ran out of the bedroom with a "da da da..." After a while, a message came from the balcony. He heard the low growl of the char siew buns, and there was a hint of anger hidden in every sound.

Feng Ling jumped out of bed, opened the French window between the bedroom and the balcony, walked barefoot to the balcony, covered her red lips with her hands and yawned, and said, "Char Siew Bun, it's so loud early in the morning, it will disturb the neighbors, and it will also disturb the neighbors." It bothers me."

"Hey, good morning." A clear voice came.

Feng Ling's hand rested on her lips, she stared dumbfounded at the man with dark green hair standing on the opposite balcony, those amber eyes fell on her body, and there was a flash of astonishment, Feng Ling shuddered, and looked down at There was a large area of ​​snow on her chest, and the straps of the nightgown tended to slip off. The silky nightgown showed the bumps of her body without a doubt. She exclaimed, quickly covered her chest with her hands, raised her head and glared at the man, and jumped into the room with a red face. After leaving the bedroom, there was a chuckle behind him, followed by another low growl, the anger seemed stronger than before.

The wind chimes closed the heavy curtains with a "swish", and stood barefoot on the ground. The coolness of the floor tiles penetrated through the soles of the feet, but the temperature on her face did not drop by half. After a while, she only heard "da da da..." With a loud voice, Char Siu Bun ran into the bedroom, rolled his eyes at the wind chime, and found a corner to lie down, thinking about how to find that man to get back to his master.

Standing in front of the big mirror in the bathroom, looking at the girl still blushing in the mirror, Feng Ling turned on the faucet, took a few handfuls of water and splashed it on her face, the temperature dropped slowly, and the blush gradually faded, she patted Cheek, began to wash.

After coming out of the bathroom, the yellow bedside lamp still exuded a soft light, Feng Ling took a deep breath, walked to the French window, pulled a corner of the curtain and looked around, the balcony opposite was empty, she let out a sigh, When the curtains were opened again, pale golden sunlight rushed in, and the light from the bedside lamp became much weaker in an instant.

"Hey..." It was still that clear voice.

Feng Ling hurriedly grabbed the curtain to cover her chest, poked her head out, and saw the man standing by the balcony, seeing her coming out, and smiling at her.

"Echizen-kun, what's the matter?" Feng Ling asked while grabbing the curtain.

"What should I say when you stand there?" Echizen Ryuya raised his brows and said.

After thinking about it, Feng Ling grabbed a shirt from the low stool and put it on, buttoned it up and walked up to the balcony. After hearing the movement, the char siew bun followed her. The moment she stepped onto the balcony, Feng Ling clearly He could feel the strong murderous aura emanating from this dog spirit.

Seeing Feng Ling's attire, Long Ya raised the corner of her mouth slightly, and asked, "Are you going to watch Tezuka's match today?"

"No, I have to go to work today." Feng Ling shook her head.

"You have a good relationship with Tezuka, why don't you go and see it, why don't you just ask for a day off?"

"I didn't go yesterday because of some things. It would be bad if I didn't go today. I have accumulated a lot of work. Let's talk about it later."

"Oh...it's a pity, I thought you would go to see it." Long Ya stuffed her hands into her trouser pockets.

"I already watched Tezuka's match on Sunday." Feng Ling pursed her lips and smiled, "If you want to watch the replay of today's game, you can also watch it in the evening." Feng Ling seemed to think of something, she let out an "ah" and said, "Echizen-kun also has a match today? Then please do your best."

"Thank you." Long Ya nodded slightly and raised the corners of her mouth.

Seeing that the man had no intention of continuing the conversation, Feng Ling nodded at him, turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped when she just took a leg: "Hey."

"My name is Fengling, not Hey." Fengling frowned, turned her head and said.

"Ah... I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Long Ya raised her right hand as a salute, and said, "Xiaoling, do I need to send you to work?"

Feng Ling was stunned, not only because of the question the man asked, but also because of the name he called her, she stared blankly at Long Ya, but hadn't realized what he said just now.

"Hey, your saliva is coming out!" Long Ya waved her right hand in front of the wind chime, signaling the girl to come back to her senses.

Fengling blinked her eyes, and subconsciously raised the back of her hand to wipe the corners of her mouth. When she wiped her lips, she realized she had been fooled. She glared at Longya and said, "No, thank you, Echizen-kun." Then she turned back without looking back. After entering the bedroom, regardless of the char siew buns still on the balcony for her, Mr. Fanto, and Echizen Ryuya, he closed the floor-to-ceiling windows with a bang, and drew the heavy curtains with a bang. , the whole room is surrounded by soft lights.

As usual, after Feng Ling settled down to the breakfast and lunch of char siew buns, she went to work.The apartment is only two roads away from her work place, so she usually walks to and from get off work unless it is windy, rainy or other inclement weather.All the way to the downstairs of the company smoothly, no different from usual.

Actually, what happened yesterday was a dream, right?

Stepping into the office, sitting at the desk, looking at the date displayed on the small electronic clock on the desk, Feng Ling let out a long breath, raised his hand and patted his head, locked the satchel in the drawer, resting his cheek with one hand , Staring at the computer screen in a daze.

"Girl, why are you in a daze? Are you thinking about Echizen Ryuya?" A hand was placed on her shoulder, and a hearty voice came from behind.

"Sister Wen, what nonsense are you talking about?" Feng Ling turned her head and cast a blank glance at the black-haired, black-eyed woman standing behind her, and said angrily.

"I'm not talking nonsense. It's normal to think of men, nothing more than normal. If you don't think of men at your age, then I wonder if you are crooked?" Zhang Wen replied solemnly.

A black line climbed up the back of Feng Ling's head, she deeply felt that it was very wrong for her to talk to this woman who had been ups and downs in the sea-deep rot door for several years, she lowered her shoulders slightly, and put them on her shoulders hand slipped.

Seeing that Feng Ling ignored him, Zhang Wen put both hands on Feng Ling's shoulders at the same time, and said with a smile: "Girl, I have investigated everything, and the dozen or so people who have been rumored to have sex with this Echizen Long Ya are all the same. Oh, of course, including you. There has never been any gossip that Echizen Ryuya has special hobbies, and there is no lace news with men. Four-legged boars are easy to find in the world, but two There are fewer straight men with legs, especially those who are unmarried, single, and diamond-shaped. Let me tell you, the diamond of Echizen Longya is four nines, a thousand gold..."

"Sister Wen, what you said is gold." Feng Ling corrected Zhang Wen's mistakes while sorting out the information on the table.

"Oh, it means the same anyway. A rare good man, since the opportunity is in front of you, then you must not miss it, or you will be the one who regrets it." Zhang Wen said righteously, "If I still If I'm single and haven't married our bald head, I guess I'll be on the fast track."

The second black line climbed up to the back of Fengling's head, and she saw the man standing behind Zhang Wen with no grass growing on his head through the pitch-black display, and reminded, "Sister Wen, the Director is behind you."

"Uh..." Zhang Wen obviously saw this too. She was stunned for a while, retracted her hand, and asked, "Xiaoling, he probably didn't hear anything, right? We are speaking Chinese, so he shouldn't be able to hear it." Got it? What should I do?"

Feng Ling shrugged his shoulders, with a look of helplessness: "Then you'd better ask the Director." The Director who loves to eat messy things and the Director's wife who always thinks about the affair, their husband and wife, It's better for her not to join forces.

The director's wife who was the director of the advertising department was taken away by the director, and Feng Ling also started to get busy.

A busy day passed by like this, except for the small episode in the morning, there seemed to be nothing that troubled Feng Ling.

When it was approaching the end of get off work time, the mobile phone on the table vibrated. Feng Ling reached out to pick up the phone and glanced at the number. Suddenly, one head and two big, the phone vibrated relentlessly. Pass the interface and put it to the ear: "Master pregnant woman, what's the matter?"

"Ring, ring, ring..." There was a burst of shouting from the other end of the phone.

"The phone is already connected, so you don't need to call manually." Feng Ling tapped the keyboard with one hand.

"Hmph, I hate it." Yan Zinuo snorted coquettishly, and said, "I'm telling you something serious."

As soon as she heard the word "business", Feng Ling's head became even bigger. Whether it was before or after marriage, whether it was before or after pregnancy, the most important business under the eyes of Yan Zinuo, a "husband slave", was nothing more than her family. That guy, Tezuka Kunimitsu, who is currently playing the US Open in New York, Feng Ling raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, asking, "What's wrong with Tezuka?"

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