Don’t be a licking dog when you are reborn.

Chapter 175 From now on, I will have a warm Tutu every day in my dreams (Additional updates for the two leaders of Master Pan 520)

It was already noon when the three of them returned to the old business district from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hall.

The liver emperors haven't woken up yet, and the company is currently empty.

After Nuan Nuan arranged the person to the company, he slipped away under Ye Yuwei's doubtful eyes.

She didn't say what she wanted to do.

It just mysteriously disappeared at the top of the stairs.

It's past 12 o'clock, the spring sun is warm, but for people who don't go to bed until 9 o'clock in the morning, this time is still too early.

The same goes for monsoons.

In the room of 409, Ji Feng was lying on the bed wearing only big underpants, immersed in a half-dream and half-awake world.

He didn't know whether he was asleep or dreaming.

In fact, this kind of half-awake sleep is already a very good state for Monsoon.

If he had been in his previous mental state and worked overtime all night until going to bed in the morning, he would have definitely suffered from insomnia during the day.

There is no way, people who are insecure only want to be wrapped in darkness and do not want to be immersed in daylight.

They have become accustomed to living in the shadows, living in places without light.

He is probably talking about people like Ji Feng.

Click! ~
In a daze, Ji Feng heard the sound of the door lock opening, and he felt vigilant for a moment. This was a natural reaction to being alert all year round.

But as the door of 409 opened, that familiar feeling made this trace of vigilance dissipate.

Footsteps, breathing, and even smell were enough to make him lose his guard.

If you are really familiar with someone, you will know it is her just by listening to her voice.

My lover.

warmth.

The confusion continued, and Ji Feng felt that he was still in a daze.

He seemed to see someone coming, while he was still lying on the bed.

Seems like a dream?

Well, Ji Feng didn't know if he was dreaming, after all, he rarely dreamed.

"What are you doing?"

"Uh? What are you doing? You're smoking." Ji Feng glanced at the cigarette in his hand.

Damn it, he actually has a cigarette in his hand!

Hey, that's not right. He usually doesn't smoke in bed. Even if Nuan Nuan doesn't mind, he will restrain himself.

So what's going on with this smoke?
Just when he was wondering, Ji Feng blinked and the cigarette in his hand seemed to be gone again?

"What are you smoking?" the gentle voice asked.

"Old Huangshan."

"Are you out of money? You have to say it when you are out of money. I have already told you not to treat yourself badly in daily life."

"Ah? Hmm." Ji Feng felt something was wrong, but couldn't put it in words.

"I bought you two Jinwan. I saw your uncle and you both smoking these before."

"Uh, okay."

Ji Feng scratched his head in confusion.

The voice, body shape, and smell of the person in front of him all told him that it was warmth, and he also knew that the other person was warmth.

But I can't see the other person's face clearly. What's going on?
"Ji Feng, come here and I'll tell you something."

"what's up?"

"I love you."

Ji Feng froze in place for a long time, then gently hugged the person in front of him, and began to murmur a poem while half asleep:
"I love you too……"

"Hug the baby..."

"Only you can make me sleep peacefully..."

"The center of the universe is a huge jade foot, and you are the center of the jade foot..."

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Someone with a warm perspective!
As soon as she took off her clothes and went to bed, she was arrested on the spot.

Ji Feng's strength is so strong that he can't resist, but why is there something wrong with the situation?
Why is Monsoon so nagging?
Is this talking in sleep?
"I smoke from Huangshan."

"My wife makes more money. If I run out of money in the future, I can just eat soft food with peace of mind."

"Wen Xiaonuan, come here, I'll tell you something."

"I love you."

"Hug the baby."

warmth:(-)! ! !

This is the first time Nuan Nuan sees Ji Feng talking in his sleep.

In the past, Monsoon was too vigilant, sleeping very lightly, and would wake up if there was any disturbance.

But the way he looks now, he seems quite cute.

When Ji Feng asks for a hug, Nuan Nuan will definitely not refuse him, whether he is sleeping or awake.

Just when the warmth hugs the monsoon and brings him endless tenderness.

Someone is getting sick!
The illness seems to be quite serious, so much so that Wen Nuan doesn't know how to describe Monsoon's next performance.

"The center of the universe is a huge jade foot, and you are the center of the jade foot..."

"Hold you, I feel like an emperor..."

"Haha, after all, there are still a lot of idiots in this world. Fortunately, I am one of them, so I won't be discovered..."

"There are actually so many blind people in the school trying to steal my warmth? Haha, a bunch of ants, they already have a way to kill me!"

Ji Feng's sleep was definitely not a peaceful sleep. He seemed to have been dreaming.

The place I was holding was also changing. Sometimes I was holding my legs, sometimes I was holding my feet, and sometimes I was getting up and wriggling like a maggot.

Is he really dreaming?

Forget it, so be it.

Nuan Nuan pressed Ji Feng's head into his arms with a little force, hoping that he could sleep peacefully. After all, it was still important to have a good rest.

Unfortunately, she underestimated the extent of the monsoon.

"From now on, I will have a warm rabbit in my dreams every day..."

Warmth: (ω)? ?
This kind of request...

Forget it, just let him.

Because of past illnesses, Nuan Nuan has read many books on psychology and has a certain understanding of male psychology.

She knows that in psychology research.

Male psychology and child psychology are actually very similar.

This explains why many boys like to say "a man will be a boy until he dies".

It’s just that sometimes there are social responsibilities and the burden of life.

Let them hide this side.

But it's just hiding, not losing.

If one day he feels comfortable enough, less tired, and has a sense of security.

The dead boy will wake up from the cemetery.

And then the onset...

Just like the monsoon in front of me.

Was it her who made the boy in Ji Feng's heart come back to life?

Although it's a bit abstract, it's full of fun and cute!

Warmth hugs the monsoon once again!

Monsoon is like a child, struggling in the warm embrace.

I vaguely picked up some buckle in my hand.

Nuan Nuan was shocked.

But the monsoon is just thrown away.

Then with Nuan Nuan's shocked eyes, he gently hugged her tightly. Because of working overtime last night, Ji Feng had some stubble on his chin.

When hugged tightly, it feels a little bit irritating.

But Wen Nuan didn't dare to move at all. At this time, she was also a little panicked. She didn't know where to put her hands, so she could only let Ji Feng hold her.

Fortunately, Ji Feng was very quiet, which gradually calmed down Nuan Nuan's mood.

She looked at her lover in her arms and thought that this was good.

The warm breath was soothing, and Monsoon finally calmed down, his breathing gradually calmed down, and he fell into a peaceful sleep.

The autistic girl whispered softly:

"There will be warmth every day from now on, no need to dream."

……

Sometimes even God would be jealous of such things as showing affection, and the afternoon sun would quietly go faster.

Before I knew it, it was past 3 o'clock.

Ji Feng felt that he had never slept so soundly, peacefully and calmly, as if until the end of the world.

As for what is the end of the world?
The dream had already told him the answer, the universe is a big jade foot.

no problem.

The aroma of fried eggs comes from the kitchen, awakening the monsoon that has been sleeping for a long time.

"Huh? It smells so good..."

After standing up and scratching his messy hair, Ji Feng wiped his mouth and hit it a few more times.

It felt like I had been sucking on something.

There seems to be a bit of fragrance left in the mouth.

I'm confused and can't remember clearly.

After hearing the sound in the kitchen, Ji Feng got up and was about to go over to take a look. But when he got out of bed and was about to walk over, he suddenly turned around and looked at the TV.

The TV was not on, and he had no interest in watching TV.

There is just something hanging in the upper left corner of the TV.

A white...bra?
What's going on?

This thing can't be someone else's, it can only be warm. Why was it thrown here?
Wen Xiaonuan is getting more and more outrageous, throwing things around.

Too much!
Ji Feng frowned and walked to the TV, took off the bra, put it to the tip of his nose and smelled it.

Well, there is still some breath left on it, it should be the kind that is being worn.

Okay, okay, the evidence is conclusive.

Then criticize her severely!
Putting the bra carefully back on the bed, Ji Feng finally walked towards the kitchen. As soon as he entered the kitchen, he saw Nuan Nuan who was busy.

It’s past 3 p.m., and for Monsoon, it’s not clear whether this time is breakfast, lunch, or dinner.

Wen Xiaonuan never does anything fancy when cooking.

She doesn't know how to make any delicate little sandwiches or loving breakfasts.

Her cooking has always been simple, and she only needs to eat as much as possible under the condition that she is full.

So the following noodles are very suitable.

The reason why I didn't lay poached eggs is that Monsoon prefers fried eggs.

If Ji Feng hadn't liked it and followed Wen Nuan's principle of doing things vigorously and resolutely, she would have cooked eggs, noodles, and vegetables in one pot.

Feeling the warmth while chopping green onions, he looked back at Ji Feng who was standing at the door.

The girl's eyebrows raised slightly, showing happiness and joy:
"woke up?"

"Ah."

"Wait a moment, the food will be ready soon."

Ji Feng nodded and didn't speak, but he couldn't move his eyes away.

The warmth standing in front of the stove at this time is like a caring wife.

Wearing a vacuum apron and cooking noodles.

The fire on the gas stove illuminated her delicate face and slender figure.

The exquisite curves fit her body, and her long hair hung down on her shoulders like a waterfall.

The moment he looked back, a pair of crystal pupils shone alluringly, seeming to be declaring something unspeakable to Ji Feng.

Apron, vacuum, cooking.

My lover.

Are the elements full?

Ji Feng swallowed his saliva and walked over by mistake.

Warmth surrounded him from behind.

Nuan Nuan paused his movements, but had no intention of looking back:
"Don't worry, you'll be able to eat soon."

Ji Feng's breathing suddenly became a little depressed and rapid, falling on Nuan Nuan's neck, and Wen Xiaonuan's ears soon became red.

He wanted to confirm one thing now.

So he stretched out his sinful little hand.

"Uh-huh!~"

Three seconds later, with an unexplained humming sound, Ji Feng could clearly feel the stiffness of the girl in his arms.

She turned her neck mechanically, her body straightened up, and her voice sounded like a mosquito:
"Ji Feng, it's time to eat later..."

The timid expression and the almost irresistible voice.

How is this the voice of rejection?

This is the gangster's excitement sound!
Wen Nuan suddenly turned his head, and his face was as red as his ears.

She was a little afraid of Ji Feng's gaze, as if he wanted to eat her up, but Ji Feng obviously had no intention of letting Wen Xiaonuan go so easily.

Facing the dishonest monsoon, Wen Nuan could only cook while twisting his body.

She couldn't refuse the monsoon, and she didn't know what to do.

I can only cook and twist in front of the monsoon. Until Ji Feng forcibly turned Nuan Nuan's head over, then leaned over and kissed him.

A 2-minute long kiss began...

But 2 minutes later, the charm of the kitchen was interrupted by the burnt omelette.

Ji Feng stopped awkwardly, but the autistic girl was still confused and confused. Every time like this, she would be kissed until she was in a state of confusion.

who am I?where am I?What am i doing?

Seeing that the monsoon had stopped, the corners of Wen Nuan's mouth suddenly turned down, and he didn't look very happy.

"Why don't you kiss me anymore?"

Monsoon:? ? ?
"The rice is burnt."

Hearing Ji Feng say this, Nuan Nuan seemed to have come back to his senses.

"Well, let me fry another one."

"No, it's not too mushy. You can still eat it if you remove the mushy areas."

"Oh."

The atmosphere between the two was too intense, with a somewhat ambiguous feeling.

Only then did Ji Feng look at Wen Nuan's leg. It turned out that the plaster had been removed, no wonder.

It's just that at this time, the autistic girl no longer had the courage she had in the ambiguity just now.

She looked at Ji Feng with some dissatisfaction.

"You can't bully me like this while cooking."

"How can I hold back..." Ji Feng felt guilty.

"Monsoon, this is a serious issue, leaving the fire on is dangerous."

"Then next time, turn off the fire before bullying?"

Ji Feng's expression was quite serious.

And Wen Xiaonuan's brain circuit was also different. She didn't say "no" coquettishly, but thought about it seriously:
"Oh well."

Can you agree to this?

Ji Feng was stunned and simply picked up the autistic girl.

Wen Nuan didn't resist. She propped up her healed legs, wrapped her hands around Ji Feng's waist, and kissed him very actively and hard.

But this time she was obviously much calmer.

After a deep kiss, he stopped:

"Okay, honey, it's time to eat."

Ji Feng is not the kind of anxious boy. Although he is really anxious, he is not in a hurry at this moment.

"it is good."

The two brought the noodles and omelettes to the small table in the apartment, and prepared to have a happy meal for two.

As soon as I moved my chopsticks, the monsoon suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong? Is it too hot?"

Facing the warm inquiry, Ji Fengdu sat in front of the dining table for a while before speaking:
"No, I just want to ask, am I still honest when I sleep..."

Ji Feng felt guilty and was confused when sleeping.

Because I was around Nuan Nuan, I even dreamed very indulgently, so I asked this question.

"No, when you were sleeping..." Nuan Nuan hesitated.

"How about when I sleep?"

Nuan Nuan saw Ji Feng's eager face and immediately smiled:

"It's nothing. You look very cute when you sleep." The universe is a big jade foot. Isn't this cute enough?

But Ji Feng felt a little guilty after hearing this.

cute?

What kind of adjective is this? He is a tough guy, how can he be described as cute?
"Then did you feed me when I was sleeping?"

warmth:……! ! !
"No, you must be dreaming."

"That's it."

Ji Feng's expression was a little regretful, and he pursed his lips, as if he was reminiscing about something.

Seeing Ji Feng's expression, Nuan Nuan's face and ears turned into the same color again.

She stood up and said, "I'm going to the toilet."

After avoiding his emotions for a while, Wen Xiaonuan silently added:
"But there will still be rabbits every day from now on, so there is no need to dream."

When Nuan Nuan calms down his emotions, he comes back.

But he saw Ji Feng holding something in his hand, which seemed to be...his own bra?
As soon as she sat down, she heard Ji Feng's serious criticism:

"Did you throw this away? Although there are only two of us living here, we still can't throw clothes and shoes around. This is not good.

I will confiscate this thing today. You can exchange it for another one later. "

warmth:? ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Confiscated?

No, are you going a little too far?
Before Nuan Nuan could say anything to defend himself, he was interrupted by a rapid knock on the door.

Boom, boom, boom! ~
The knocking on the door was a bit loud, and Ji Feng felt that the person who knocked on the door was a brainless person.

Idiot!
After being interrupted, Ji Feng angrily ran over to open the door, thinking that if someone from the company would open it for him today.

At this time, Nuan Nuan went to the kitchen to escape.

After all, she wasn't wearing a bra, so it wouldn't be a good idea if it was a boy.

Her openness and enthusiasm were always only for Monsoon.

As for everyone else…

Drink, it's just a ball with two eyes.

Ji Feng held back his anger and opened the door, and a familiar face stood at the door:
"Mr. Ji, it's time to go to work. The brothers are discussing the stunt about the school beauty pageant. We can't do this without you."

Seeing that the person coming was Lu Quan, most of the anger in Ji Feng's heart suddenly dissipated.

There is no way, there are many technologies in the company, but there is only one technical person.

He is responsible for 4 major projects of the entire company by himself.

Taoke attracts traffic, Taoke issues orders, maintains old games, and develops new games.

Now counting "Bafendi", well, five projects.

It would be better to kill Ji Feng himself than to kill him.

"Where is Brother Quan at work? So early?"

"It's already past 3 o'clock. It's really late, Mr. Ji."

Okay, okay, curly dogs are like this, and Ji Feng is powerless to refute:

"What's going on?"

"Isn't it still a matter of fighting against the emperor? What they do is really not good. How can I put it? They just don't have enough imagination."

Lu Quan is not only the technical director, he is also a deadbeat.

The taste of the dead house is absolutely impeccable.

Seeing the gimmicks that the staff came up with, he only had one word to comment: disgrace!

There is no way to compare it with Ji Feng’s silly and funny concepts last night.

The colleagues discussed for a while, but couldn't come up with a reason, so Gong Huo Lu Quan came up directly to call for help.

Lu Quan never considered why others didn't come.

I never thought about why the monsoon and the warmth didn’t come together.

He never considered the consequences of running up to disturb the monsoon.

All he knew was that it was time to go to work.

After hearing Lu Quan's explanation, Ji Feng felt a little angry:
"MD, I pay them so much salary every month. I can't think of any gimmicks. They are waste per capita."

"Let me tell you, those idiots are like this, not as good as Mr. Ji."

Lu Quan echoed.

This is what he considers a flattery tactic.

Yes, technology bosses also know how to flatter people, but their brain circuits are different from those of ordinary people.

His ass is dry.

Mainly because his ideas are very simple, which bothers his family and classmates, and they don't understand me.

Only my boss understands me.

Although the boss is very young, he is not an ordinary person.

The boss can understand him, and he can also understand the boss's thoughts, which makes Lu Quan feel that he has found a confidant, even though the boss's skills are also quite poor.

He felt that Ji Feng had been learning computers for four years and was a bad boy even after he learned it.

But it doesn’t matter. As for the Internet, just understand the concepts.

The boss treats him very well, so he needs to work hard. This is a matter of course, without any other things.

Even without the 60 year-end bonus, Lu Quan would still think so.

The boss is a different person.

They should work hard together and create a career together. From now on, they will have meat and eggplant every meal, and two portions of meat every meal.

The boss is so nice, so it’s natural for him to flatter him.

After hearing what Lu Quan said, Ji Feng was stunned for a few seconds. He carefully confirmed that Lu Quan was indeed flattering him just now.

This rhetoric confused everyone.

Why do you feel that Lu Quan's embarrassing blowing is more exciting than Wen Xiaonuan's embarrassing blowing?

Is there something wrong with his mind?

No, no, there must be something wrong.

"Okay, brother Quan, I understand. We've just had breakfast. You go down first. Wen Nuan and I will go down after a while."

"Okay, Mr. Ji, I'll go down and type the template first. You should hurry up."

Watching Lu Quan leave, Ji Feng couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

Brother Quan is really caring, this is no longer a simple liver emperor.

A thousand-mile horse?
Bole?

Saying this is a bit heavy and exaggerated, but people are all mutual, as long as they are sincere.

This applies to any relationship.

Family, friendship, love.

As for whether sincerity is a surefire skill?

In fact, this thing is just like gambling. If you bet on the right person, sincerity will be your nirvana. If you bet on the wrong person, you will be a clown.

Lu Quan was not just betting on Ji Feng this time.

Before the monsoon, he had made a bet once, but the company went bankrupt.

Lu Quan failed once, but he was still sincere.

The idea of ​​​​technical people is very simple, and it is also related to probability.

Sincerity does lose.

But if you are not sincere and don't gamble, you will never lose, but you can't win either.

Lu Quan is not a gambler, but he is always sincere.

So, he waited until he found the equally sincere person, the sincere boss, and won everything.

When such people fail to succeed, they will be said to be brainless and single-minded.

But if one day he succeeds, everyone will praise him for his long-term vision.

People are like this, they don't look at what you have been through, they only look at how much money you make.

"Lu Quan?"

"Well, he's urging me to go to work, this guy..."

"Ha." Wen Nuan couldn't help but smile. It was indeed rare for employees to urge their bosses to go to work.

"Then eat quickly and we'll go there together later."

"it is good."

The two of them quickly licked the noodles in the bowl. After finishing the noodles, Ji Feng put on his little suit.

Nuan Nuan also put on the purple suit skirt and workplace uniform.

Why choose purple?
Because purple is very charming.

When the two of them arrived at the company, Lu Quan and others were frozen in place, and Ji Feng discovered that Dou Ding and the others had also arrived.

A group of people gathered together and left a lot of graffiti on the whiteboard.

There were quite a few traces, and the two groups of people had red faces and thick necks. They looked like they had gone through quite a dispute.

"A fight started?"

"what happened?"

The warmth and monsoon prevailed, and the company members remained silent.

Ji Feng looked at the whiteboard, which still had the unedited copy written just now.

[Warmth] [Ye Yuwei] [Mu Wanqiu] [Gu Xueting] [Fang Yayu] [Zhang Lianqian]...

You can probably tell by looking at the names that these should be the school beauties selected by the company members.

Just the labels under these name tags seem a bit boring, and some even make people speechless.

【warmth】

[Future female CEO at fingertips, the kind that is inhumane. 】

[The top scorer in the college entrance examination in Pearl City with a score of 705]

[Department of Engineering Management, Shanghai University of Finance and Economics]

Looking at the rows of their company's labels, Ji Feng suddenly felt like he hated iron but couldn't make steel:

"Which idiot wrote this?"

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　　The 6400 words in this chapter are a bit more harmonious, but the problem is not big.
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