Long Aotian became popular overnight after wearing a sick and weak white moonlight

It was Yan Mingli who sent the dinner time and place to Feng Ling, in order to increase the success rate of the love defense battle.

Although with Feng Ling's arrogance and moodiness, there is a high probability that he will ignore his tip-off.

Unexpectedly, Feng Ling was honored to attend!

Yan Mingli was so excited that his heart beat faster, his cheeks were flushed, and he couldn't wait to greet him: "Mr. Feng, what a coincidence~"

"Coincidentally? Didn't you send me a message through my assistant?"

Feng Ling didn't bother to show Yan Mingli face, so he exposed Yan Mingli's little trick on the spot.

"me……"

Yan Mingli's face suddenly turned ugly.

Jiang Yue frowned.

Fortunately, he was deeply in love with Yan Mingli at this time, even though he realized that there was something wrong with Yan Mingli, he still took the initiative to cover it up for Yan Mingli: "Old Feng, it's not dark yet, what nonsense! Come, come! Let's drink together!"

"The banquet for three people is already very crowded. If I add one more, won't the house collapse?"

Feng Ling narrowed his eyes, his eagle-like eyes swept across the audience.

"Old Feng, what are you talking about!"

Jiang Yue pretended not to understand Feng Ling's implication, and together with Yan Mingli warmly invited Feng Ling to the table, and sat opposite Zhou Heng.

Now, the scene is more subtle.

Yan Mingli had ghosts in his heart, thinking that this table arrangement was because Jiang Yue deliberately put eye drops on himself.

Jiang Yue's heart is magnanimous, but when he thinks of his loved one's various abnormal behaviors recently, he can't help thinking wildly, contacting his lover's blushing and heartbeat when Feng Ling appeared, unexpectedly——

Mingli, he must have been secretly in love with Feng Ling all the time, right?

Feng Ling wanted to be a fun person at the banquet this time, but Jiang Yue and his wife arranged to sit opposite Zhou Heng, and his mood suddenly became irritable, but seeing Zhou Heng's slender and white hands with well-defined knuckles on the table, he couldn't help it. I can't stop thinking about how this hand touched Feng Lingmao's body...

I'm Feng Ling!Not a cat!

Feng Ling secretly clenched his fist.

Zhou Heng, who had no waves in the ancient well, took in the subtle emotions of the three of them, smiled at the corners of his lips, and said nothing.

Inside the box, there was an awkward silence.

Dishes are served one after another. The three people who have their own concerns and the fourth person who is an old monk are just eating and drinking mechanically. From time to time, they share topics without any nutrition, changes in the stock market, ups and downs in the industry, pretending to be hearty laughter One after another, none of the people who laughed was sincere.

until--

"I heard that Mr. Feng originally planned to offer a price to the two bosses of Qili.com to buy Brother Zhou to join?"

Yan Mingli, who was about to fall ill from the oppressive atmosphere, took the initiative to open the window paper.

Feng Ling smiled, but did not respond.

Jiang Yue teased, "Old Feng, I remember that you don't have a live broadcast website under your name, why did you suddenly have the idea of ​​buying Xiao Zhou? Is there some misunderstanding?"

"Anchors can be bought and sold, and websites can also be bought and sold. As long as I want to do it, there is nothing I can't do."

"is it?"

Jiang Yue sneered and said, "It's a pity that Xiao Zhou finally joined the Mengguo live broadcast, and Lao Feng's live broadcast website has not been written yet."

"Because I changed my mind."

Feng Ling's smile was very cold, like a bone-cutting knife scraped on the face of Yan Mingli, who was witnessing such a scene for the first time, and it hurt his heart.

He couldn't help trembling, and said with a forced smile, "Will President Feng change his mind again?"

"You care about this?"

Feng Ling raised his eyes and looked at Yan Mingli with a half-smile.

Yan Mingli seemed to have goosebumps all over the floor.

It was Jiang Yue who helped him out: "Mingli, you don't understand this. Lao Feng likes challenging things, and his interest will only be aroused by things that can only be obtained by doing his best."

"Brother Jiang means—"

"Old Feng, do you think I'm right?"

Jiang Yue stopped Yan Mingli, raised his head, and looked directly into Feng Ling's eyes, full of provocation.

"Hahaha!"

Feng Ling laughed loudly, very arrogantly, but when the smile stopped, he changed his tone and asked Zhou Heng: "Are you satisfied with the gift I gave you?"

"But it's disrespectful, and it's well deserved."

Zhou Heng said calmly.

Feng Ling smiled and said, "Sure enough, Jiang Yue is the one he likes, but his mental quality is different."

The implication was that Yan Mingli was not good enough for Jiang Yue.

Yan Mingli was so sore that he felt uncomfortable all over.

Jiang Yue also couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Feng Ling bought in his gourd.

Only Zhou Heng still smiled: "Mr. Jiang has always had a very good vision."

"Then are you willing to switch to my banner to prove that my vision is better than Jiang Yue's?"

"I don't want to."

"why?"

"Because I haven't paid Mr. Jiang's money back yet."

"It's okay, I'll pay it back for you, isn't it three hundred million! Drizzle~"

Feng Ling said it very casually.

Jiang Yue, who was listening, also had a relaxed smile on his lips.

It's a pity that Yan Mingli couldn't do it so easily.

He didn't understand what kind of charm Zhou Heng had, to make the two youngest and most promising of the four major families in Beijing compete for him at the dinner table!

good looking?

There are many people who look better than him in the entertainment industry.

able?

There are not a few people in the live broadcasting circle whose overall strength is stronger than him.

or--

"Thank you Mr. Feng for your kindness, but I prefer to be self-reliant."

Zhou Heng suddenly spoke, interrupting Yan Mingli's thoughts: "After experiencing the setbacks of Qili.com, I can no longer believe in the good things that fall from the sky."

"But when you received the invitation from the program team of "Challenging the End of the World"—"

"The invitation of the program group was sent to me through formal channels, and I am confident that I have the ability to complete the shooting task."

"You're more—"

"what?"

"reason."

Feng Ling looked at Zhou Heng with deep eyes, and the more he looked at him, the more he felt that this man was unfathomable.

Zhou Heng was also looking at Feng Ling, and the more he looked at him, the more he felt that although this person had almost the same good appearance as his evil cultivator friend in the fantasy world, his personality was completely different.

At least, his evil cultivator friends would never look at him with such eyes, as if...

"Have we met before?"

"Why are you asking such a question all of a sudden?"

Feng Ling was flustered, thinking that Zhou Heng found out that he was his pet cat, Xiao Xiao, who was mentally retarded.

Jiang Yue was also surprised.

He originally thought that Feng Ling cared so much about Zhou Heng because of the unknown past of the two, but according to Zhou Heng's meaning——

"Because no one spends money on someone they haven't met for no reason," Zhou Heng said, "If there is, there must be a reason for it, or they need to win over him, or they are planning to use him."

"...You take yourself too seriously! I want to treat you as much as I want! There is no need for a reason!"

Feng Ling changed his face and refused to directly respond to Zhou Heng's question.

"But I need to."

"Then there is no reason!"

Feng Ling lowered his face, his razor-cold eyes even touched Jiang Yue.

Needless to say, Yan Mingli was shivering from the cold, and his thinking ability returned to zero.

pity--

Zhou Heng at the center of the storm remained unmoved, looked at Feng Ling calmly, and said calmly, "I understand."

"What do you understand?"

"You can't say your reasons."

"--you!"

Feng Ling was embarrassed for a while, as if the most secretive secret in this life was better than forcibly revealing it to the public.

But after thinking about it, Feng Ling felt that as long as I am not embarrassed, others are embarrassed, so he puffed up his chest and said frankly: "I won't pretend, I'm showing off! The reason why I treat you differently is because of someone who absolutely can't say it. If you want to accept the reason, you can accept it, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t want to! Anyway, until now, there is nothing I want to do that cannot be done!”

"I understand, I accept." Zhou Heng said.

Feng Ling, who originally planned to embarrass Zhou Heng, ended up embarrassing himself even more: ... Fuck!

……

……

The dinner is over.

Yan Mingli was restless and couldn't eat, Jiang Yue was busy thinking about the real relationship between Zhou Heng and Feng Ling, and Feng Ling was also absent-minded because he was roasted on the fire by Zhou Heng again and again.

Only Zhou Heng had a strong appetite and ate very happily. Half an hour before leaving, he asked the chef to make another portion of each of the three most delicious dishes and take them home.

When he was about to reach the community, Zhou Heng got out of the car and bought a bunch of delicious cat strips and imported canned food for a mentally handicapped little boy who couldn't eat human food.

"Dad, Mom, I brought back three takeaway dishes and put them in the refrigerator. I can eat them in the microwave at noon tomorrow."

"Son, you really—"

"It's getting late, you guys go to bed quickly."

Persuading Zhou's parents to sleep, Zhou Heng put the cat strips, freeze-dried, and canned food in separate categories, and did not forget to take a group photo of them and post it on the Internet.

@小智早本智早: The baby is rich meow~ The baby has saved up so many hot wife books~[Picture][Picture][Picture]

Feng Ling, who was drowsy, suddenly received a special push message from the social platform: ...

What's more terrible is——

Haw!

After posting the post, Zhou Heng couldn't help kissing the puppet cat's face.

Feng Ling's consciousness suddenly left his body uncontrollably and entered the puppet cat's body.

Then, he saw—

Zhou Heng actually made out with the cat in the bathtub!

It's still a girly bubble bath full of delicate foam!

Knowing that cats don’t like water, Zhou Heng deliberately raised his knees so that the puppet cat’s hind legs could step on them. He held the soft forelimbs and ribs with both hands, and played the cerebral palsy game of “You are a little mentally retarded and I am a big mentally retarded” with the milk cat. .

Feng Lingmao: ... I don't know if your cat is mentally retarded, but I can be 100% sure that you are mentally retarded!

But because the puppet cat was stepping on Zhou Heng's knees with its hind legs and Zhou Heng held its front legs in his hands, Feng Ling, who was worried that the whole cat would fall into Zhou Heng's bath water after falling asleep forcibly, had no choice but to play mentally handicapped perfunctorily. Zhou Heng, who was able to enjoy the game unexpectedly, repeated in his heart: Turn a blind eye!Turn a blind eye!

pity--

Which pot does not open which pot.

After playing two games, the phone on the clothes suddenly buzzed.

Zhou Heng walked out of the bathtub with the cat in his arms. He put the cat on the marble sink, wiped his face and hands with a towel, and stood in the bathroom with a constant temperature of 25 degrees, walking back and forth to answer the phone.

Because it is an excellent ratio of 1.8 meters tall and 120 feet long, when Zhou Heng was walking up and down in the bathroom to answer the phone, Feng Lingmao, who was temporarily placed on the marble sink, could see— —

Hey!

Too foul!

The author has something to say: Feng Lingmao: It’s great to be a cat, hehehehe~

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