Are The Villain Bosses Strong?

[Yang Linger's trust increased by 1 level, 10 points were obtained, and the current trust: 4]

In a game of conquering someone's heart, when you have made a lot of progress, this may be another strategy for the other party to conquer you in return.

"It's late, go to bed."

Yang Linger nodded, turned back every three steps, and turned back again every six steps. The few steps back to the house to sleep made her look like a kind of large-scale farewell scene.

Until Ji Feng glared at her, Yang Linger went back to the bedroom.

Ji Feng shook his head and chuckled, feeling that he had failed this time, but it was really good to have someone who cared about him.

The only flaw was that this bag of snacks was bought in vain and was not used at all.

Yang Linger lay on the bed, reaching out to touch the top of her head that had just been rubbed into a mess, and a faint smile on her face overflowed from her heart.

In a trance, she stepped from reality into a dream. She didn't know what she dreamed about. The smile on her face became sweeter, like a shy flower blooming in the wilderness after the spring breeze and drizzle.

…

The next day, Yang Linger got up from the bed with faint dark circles under her eyes. She stroked her eyes and tried to recall the beauty in her dream, but she couldn't remember anything.

She picked up the water cup to moisten her throat. Suddenly, she remembered something and stepped on her slippers and hurriedly opened the door.

After seeing Ji Feng had already gotten up and sat on the sofa flipping through the book she hadn't read yet, Yang Linger's tense body relaxed again.

It seemed that everything last night was not a dream.

"Awake?"

Yang Linger nodded and sat down on the sofa at a certain distance from Ji Feng.

With her hands on her thighs, after stealing a glance at Ji Feng, Yang Linger slightly raised her buttocks and moved.

Take a look, move.

Take a look, move.

Move until the peak distance before Ji Feng got upset, only a book away.

When Yang Linger took another look, she was caught by Ji Feng.

The Thirty-Six Stratagems, which Yang Linger had read twice, tapped on her head.

"Let's cook."

So Yang Linger took over the cooking again, and everything went as she wanted.

Kong Xuan came this morning, with a round panda hat on her head, and a lively smile on her face.

She had to stay in the hospital for another two days, so she came to tell Yang Linger that their daily afternoon sister whisper session would be temporarily moved online.

However, from the forced smile on Kong Huayue's face, it can be seen that Kong Xuan's state is not as optimistic as she appears.

While the two girls were writing whispers, Ji Feng walked to Kong Huayue.

"Mobile phone."

Kong Huayue looked at Ji Feng in confusion and handed over her mobile phone hesitantly.

Ji Feng poked the two mobile phones a few times and returned Kong Huayue's mobile phone.

As soon as Kong Huayue grasped it, a text message popped up on her mobile phone.

"30,000 yuan has been deposited into the account."

"I...you..." Kong Huayue's lips and tongue were stiff for a moment, unable to utter a complete sentence, and a layer of mist covered her eyes.

Another message was received on the phone, which was sent from Ji Feng's account.

"This money is for Kong Xuan. I owe her a big favor. Tell me if you have used it up."

Ji Feng also became a rich man. The 30,000 yuan in X City is not the 30,000 yuan in modern times. It is more than enough to buy a life.

Kong Huayue didn't know that her daughter's words yesterday revealed the deeds of the dreamer, and directly regarded the 30,000 yuan as Ji Feng's additional investment.

If her daughter was not still there and there was no suitable opportunity, she would definitely offer herself to pay back some.

"Thank you."

Ji Feng took back his phone and didn't reply to the message. He was not familiar with Kong Huayue, and he was not even familiar with Kong Xuan.

"Sister Ling'er, I'm leaving. Remember to reply to my message." Kong Xuan greeted before leaving.

Yang Ling'er nodded reluctantly. Now that the conflict with Ji Feng has been resolved, if she spends another afternoon with Kong Xuan every day, she always feels like she has lost something.

Qi Junming, who was still sleeping soundly at home: It's not that family members don't enter the same door, even the concept that friends are used to kick is the same.

No one disturbed them, and Ji Feng and Yang Ling'er's life returned to normal again.

After Yang Linger took over the cooking, the second thing she took over was the cleaning.

Sweeping and mopping the floor, tidying up the items in the house, and even taking away the clothes that Ji Feng had left in his bedroom last night, she wandered around the house like a hardworking little bee.

This made Ji Feng feel a little uncomfortable, and he became the only idle person in the house.

"Why are you cleaning it? Housework is endless." When Yang Linger swept the floor in front of Ji Feng, he did not cooperate and raised his feet, but instead said something seductive, saying that in this case, he had to drag the other party to mess up in order to feel at ease.

Yang Linger stared at him without refutation.

"Wouldn't it be better to sit for a while, eat some snacks and play with your phone?"

Yang Linger used the broom to touch Ji Feng's feet.

"Come on, lie down together!"

Yang Linger bypassed Ji Feng and started sweeping the floor from the other side.

This reflects the difference between sensibility and rationality between men and women.

The most beautiful things in the world should not be tainted by the mundane world, which is the cognition of all normal people except perverts.

Ji Feng only cares about people. As long as people are there, anywhere is home. It doesn't matter.

Yang Ling'er cares about one more house than Ji Feng, because it is the home that carries the past and future of two people.

It was already afternoon when they finished packing and settled down.

Yang Ling'er stayed in the middle of the sofa for two seconds with a book in her arms, and moved to Ji Feng's side and sat down. She was so close that she could lean on him if she leaned a little.

At first, Yang Ling'er was worried that Ji Feng would chase her away, but Ji Feng didn't move. Even if she stretched out her finger and gently poked the soft flesh on Ji Feng's waist, she was just slapped away and told to stop making trouble.

The distance between the two was infinitely shortened. The fear in the past was now quiet and a little bit of inner excitement.

Dingling.

Kong Xuan's good sister whisper symposium was held on time.

[Have you seen that news? This year, during the Lantern Festival after the New Year, Liang Group funded a fireworks show. I really want to see it! ]

[The colorful fireworks blooming in the sky must be the most beautiful scene in the world]

Kong Xuan, who lives in the hospital without contact with the outside world, expressed her feelings.

Yang Linger leaned on the sofa, closed her eyes and tried to imagine the scene of fireworks in her mind. Gradually, she leaned on Ji Feng's shoulder and fell asleep.

Kong Xuan was still sending messages tirelessly. The constant vibration of the phone made Yang Linger's nose wrinkle slightly, as if she would wake up at any time.

Ji Feng, who had already noticed it, gently took out the phone, turned it to silent and threw it aside.

Yang Linger relaxed again, and her delicate face showed a peaceful smile.

Ji Feng, who was leaning on him, turned his head and looked at the clouds slowly drifting outside the window, wondering what he was thinking.