Bunch of grass

"You want to invite Guoguang to dinner!" The pregnant woman took it for granted.

"Ah?" Fengling never thought that this was what Yan Zinuo said about Tezuka Kunimitsu's serious business. She was slightly taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "Why should I invite Tezuka to dinner?"

"Because he was injured." Yan Zinuo said sadly, with a hint of hatred in his tone.

"Injured? A relapse of an old injury? Elbow or knee?" Fengling was taken aback again, and asked quickly. She knew that Tezuka Kunimitsu had injured his elbow when he was in junior high school, and went to Germany for treatment for a while, while his knee was injured. It was injured at the Australian Open last year.Feng Ling typed the last punctuation mark on the computer, leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, and said, "Besides, if you are injured, you should go to the doctor. If I treat Tezuka to a meal, the injury will heal?"

"It's not a physical injury, it's a spiritual injury." Yan Zinuo told the cause, process and result of the incident in a nutshell, and finally said through gritted teeth, "That bastard won Guoguang Forget it, I said 'Madamadadane' to Guoguang at the end. Whoever is far behind, he is far behind, he is far behind my Guoguang!"

"Grandma, whoever hurt your family Guoguang, who do you go to?" Fengling wailed, "Why do you want me?" Why is this Echizen Ryuya everywhere? Is he a ghost?

"I don't care, you want to treat Guoguang to dinner anyway." Yan Zinuo vowed not to give up.

"It's none of my business! It's Echizen Ryuya who competed with Tezuka, and it's Echizen Ryuya who told Tezuka that you're still far behind, not me, dear, you've got the wrong partner!"

"It's the same for you and him. It's easier to find you. It's the same if you invite Guoguang to dinner for him."

"Why should I invite Tezuka to dinner for him?"

"Because you two are neighbors!"

"..." Feng Ling was angry. Although she knew that pregnant women sometimes played cards out of common sense, she did not expect that this pregnant woman played cards in a random way.

"Ringling, ringling..." Yan Zinuo yelled on the phone again.

"Yan Zinuo, you think I'm easy to bully, don't you?"

"do not think so."

Feng Ling didn't speak.

"You are easy to bully, so why would you feel that?" Yan Zinuo said brazenly, relying on his identity as a pregnant woman, "Ling, return your Chinese to the primary school teacher."

"You..." Feng Ling became angry again.

"Ling... Good Ling'er, good sister, please invite Guoguang to have a meal to comfort his wounded heart. Guoguang is so pitiful. Not only did he lose the game, he was also humiliated mercilessly. The big deal..." Yan Zi Nuo thought for a moment, and said, "It's a big deal, you can ask Echizen Longya to reimburse you with the receipts for meals. Anyway, you two live near each other, so you can come to him every day to ask for debts..."

Listening to Yan Zinuo's words getting more and more outrageous, Feng Ling felt an urge to buy tofu, she took a deep breath, and interrupted the nagging of the pregnant woman: "Even if I invite Tezuka to dinner, Tezuka may not come out." Huh?" The dinner two days ago was paid for by this man.

"I told Guoguang that you invited him to dinner, and he probably has already arrived downstairs in your company." Yan Zinuo replied.

"Ah?" Feng Ling was taken aback, "What did you tell him?" She was very curious about how this woman persuaded her man.

"I told him that you were very grateful to him for bringing you something, and then I desperately wanted to treat him to dinner, so I begged him to come here." Yan Zinuo stated her reasons for persuading Tezuka Kunimitsu to surrender.

"Such outrageous words, he... believed it?" Feng Ling's mouth twitched fiercely.

"If you don't believe me, why did he go looking for you?" Yan Zinuo snorted coldly.

"Tezuka Kunimitsu, you wife slave!" Feng Ling raised her hand to her forehead, "You two really deserve each other."

"You don't understand this. This is a matter of the boudoir between husband and wife. After you find a man and marry you, you will gradually understand. But having said that, although Echizen Longya is a little bit of a jerk, he is still quite a jerk. A good candidate for a husband..."

Before Yan Zinuo finished speaking, Feng Ling hung up the phone without thinking, threw the phone into the bag, looked at the time at the bottom of the computer screen, packed the things on the table, and left the office door with the bag.The people standing in the corridor waiting for the elevator entered the elevator one after another. Fengling rushed in a few steps faster, put his finger on the button to close the door, and only heard a cry: "Xiaoling, wait for me, wait for me!" wait……"

The wind chime was pressed without thinking, and the silver-white stainless steel door closed slowly. Looking at the dissatisfied black-haired woman standing outside the elevator with puffy cheeks, the wind chime raised the corners of her mouth slightly, showing a triumphant smile .

After a while, the mobile phone in the satchel started to vibrate. Feng Ling took out the mobile phone, glanced at it, and answered: "Sister Wen."

"Stinky girl, you didn't hear me tell you to wait for me, what are you doing in such a hurry!"

"The elevator is full. If Sister Wen comes in again, the elevator will call."

"Get out! Are you rushing to see Echizen Ryuya? Say it!"

"Sister Wen, what are you talking about? The signal in the elevator is not good, I can't hear you clearly, hello, hello..."

Feng Ling hung up the phone, looked at the full signal above the screen, and happily threw the phone back into the satchel.

The elevator stopped on the first floor, and Feng Ling walked out of the lobby, only to see a black Volkswagen car parked beside the sidewalk, and two men stood beside the car, their tall and straight figures and handsome faces attracted passers-by to look back frequently, Feng Ling quickened his pace Going up to meet him, he nodded towards the tea-blonde man: "I'm sorry, have you been waiting for a long time?"

"No, we just arrived too." Tezuka shook his head slightly and said in a deep voice.

Fengling pursed her lips and smiled, turned her head to look at the young man wearing a white peaked cap standing beside Tezuka, her dark green hair curled up slightly under the pressure of the hat, her eyebrows and eyes slightly curved, and asked with a smile: "Echizen Ryoma Jun, it seems that I didn't say I want to treat you to dinner?"

"Well... I'm here for the reputation of the minister and Miss Xiaoling, so that you two won't be in the headlines tomorrow." Echizen raised his hand and pressed the brim of his hat.

"Should Yunxi take my words with me?"

"I also helped Miss Xiaoling out once."

"..." Feng Ling glared at Echizen Ryoma, and after a while, she waved her hand, "Okay, then it's even." Why every time she had a verbal fight with the Echizen family, she always lost the upper hand. It used to be Echizen Ryoma , and now Echizen Ryuya.

"Hey, Miss Xiaoling, what are you going to treat us to?" Speaking of eating, a light flashed in Echizen's amber cat eyes.

Fengling pursed her lips and turned to get in the car: "I haven't made up my mind yet, let's talk about it when I get in the car." At this time, only 7 minutes had passed since she hung up Yan Zinuo's phone call, and during these 7 minutes, she was busy cleaning up. Dongxi went out and was busy arguing with Zhang Wen and Echizen Ryoma, so he didn't think about the place where she "invited" Tezuka Kunimitsu to dinner.

The meal was settled at a fairly authentic Japanese restaurant. Of course, Feng Ling paid for it this time. She looked at the amount on the receipt, pursed her lips, and stuffed it into her skirt pocket.

Tezuka drove the wind bell to the apartment downstairs, and left with Echizen.

Fengling stood alone on the side of the road, looking at the bustling street, the dim light fell on the ground through the gaps in the leaves, the light was speckled, and the slightly cool night wind blew, the leaves rustled, and the mottled light and shadow on the bluestone bricks also Then sway.Feng Ling let out a long breath, turned and walked into the apartment lobby, greeted the round-faced security personnel as usual, and took the elevator upstairs to return to the room.

The door lock fell, the lights in the aisle went out, and the barbecued pork buns did not rush towards her unexpectedly. Didn't see it, Feng Ling was stunned again, and called softly: "Char Siew Bun?" This dog spirit won't faint from hunger, will he?

No voice responded.

Feng Ling was a little panicked, and her voice was a little louder: "Char Siew Bun, where are you?"

"Aww..." The char siew bun yelled to show his presence.

Hearing this response, which was no different from the past and was still full of energy, the heart hanging in his throat fell back to the original place, and the wind chime turned on the light in the entrance, put the satchel on the shoe cabinet, took off his high heels, and walked onto the balcony barefoot , I saw the front legs of the barbecued pork buns on the balcony, staring at the opposite side.

"What are you looking at?" Fengling raised her hand and touched the big head of the char siu bun, followed its gaze to the opposite balcony, the culprit who caused her purse to be washed with blood was lying on a wicker chair, rock Me……

"Yo, are you back?" Long Ya raised her hand and waved.

"Hmm." Feng Ling nodded, "What are you two doing?" The two male animals got along harmoniously during dinner last night, but after one night, they reached a point where they couldn't get along again.What kind of story happened to them without their knowledge.

"We are looking at each other affectionately." Long Ya grinned and said, "I said this dog you raised is also interesting, every time I go to the balcony, it will come out to look at me, its eyes are wider than copper bells It’s too big, so I’ll simply move the chair out so that it can see enough.”

The corner of Fengling's mouth twitched fiercely. This person and a dog are boring enough. She rubbed the chin of the char siew bun and said, "I'll cook for you later, and then I'll take you out for a walk."

Char Siew Bao moved his ears slightly, jumped down, rubbed against Feng Ling's legs affectionately, wagged his tail, and went into the house.

"Hey, why are you leaving?" Long Ya straightened up, saw Feng Ling was about to leave, and asked loudly, "Why did you come back so late?"

"I went out to eat with Tezuka and Echizen." Feng Ling replied.

"Hey... that brat! Please don't call me for dinner, you must clean him up next time." Long Ya jumped off the wicker chair, stood on the ground, and put his hands into his trouser pockets.

"I paid for the treat." Feng Ling pursed her lips.

"Ah?" Long Ya was taken aback, and asked subconsciously, "Why?"

"Because Yan Zinuo, a husband slave, loves her man because you defeated him, and he was also physically and spiritually insulted!" Feng Ling angrily explained the trans-oceanic phone call in the afternoon. After doing the on-site restoration, he took out the small ticket from his skirt pocket, and handed it through the gap between the anti-theft net window ribs, "here."

"what?"

"to reimburse!"

"Why do you want me to reimburse you for inviting them to dinner?"

"Because you said that 'Madamadadane'."

"That's my catchphrase." Looking at the receipt, Long Ya was a little flustered.

"Can mantras be said casually?" Feng Ling rolled her eyes at Long Ya, "Hurry up and give me the money. The total amount is 250 US dollars, it's cheaper for you, just give me [-] US dollars."

“So much money to eat Japanese food!”

"Who made that brother of yours so edible!"

"..." Long Ya was so blocked that she had nothing to say, obediently went into the room to get her wallet, took out three hundred ones and handed them to Feng Ling, "Here are two hundred and five, no need to look for it!"

After finally winning a verbal battle with the Echizen family, Feng Ling didn't care about Long Ya's last words, and reached out to take the warm three hundred dollars he handed over, folded it into his pocket, and pointed at Long Ya. Ya smiled smugly, turned and entered the room, and the barbecued pork buns that had been lying on the sofa gave Mr. Fandong a look of approval.

My family has just grown up, and as a pet dog, it is so honorable. It is worth letting it wait for a night hungry.

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