Hubby,love is so hard

When Linda heard this, she was relieved, as long as it wasn't love.

She encircled her chest and swore: "if you don't like it, I'll go after it. I like President Lin the most."

What a wonderful woman! Ji Yan is a little appreciative of Linda. If a woman can live as smart as she is, it's very good.

"Then I wish you success," Ji Yan hung up her last piece of clothing, and then said, "I'll go and wash myself. You can help yourself."

Linda walks out of Ji Yan's room with a smile, humming a ditty in her mouth. She seems to be in a very good mood.

After cleaning, Ji Yan's mobile phone also received a temporary notice from the company, probably asking her and Linda, the two new designers, to take a day off and start to work.

She put down her cell phone and turned it off directly. It's good to feel no pressure, but it will make her feel guilty.

Ji Yan simply shut the door, sleep, soon fell asleep.

Linda over there has already taken the offensive. She dressed up in a shoulder length red dress that day, which makes her more extravagant, charming and sexy.

Holding a black star in her hand, she smiles confidently at herself in the mirror, then twists her waist and goes out, then stops at the door of the apartment next door.

She got the news early in the morning. It's said that this apartment is the residence of President Lin. tut tut really didn't expect that she had picked up such a perfect neighbor.

She gently lifted her wrist and began to knock on the door with regularity. It took her a long time to get out of the door. When she saw Linda dressed delicately, there was no change in her face.

"Good evening, Mr. Lin," Linda said with an enchanting smile, revealing her charm.

It's a pity that Lin Feng didn't understand her emotion at all. Looking at her, he said faintly, "what's the matter with you?"

Linda's self-confidence in her eyes was a little stiff. She didn't expect that her enthusiasm didn't get any response. With a smile, she pretended to be lonely and said, "it's nothing important. I'm alone in a foreign land. I'm a little lonely. I happen to be a neighbor with Mr. Lin. I wonder if I can invite you out for dinner?"

She showed her most delicate and beautiful face, so that he would not refuse? After all, no one has ever rejected her like this.

"I'm sorry, I've made an appointment tonight." Lin Feng's eyebrows are light. He doesn't seem to care about Linda's stiff face because of his refusal.

Linda looked through the door. No one else was there, but she could clearly smell the smell of the rice. She thought, maybe Lin always had an appointment, or maybe he was in the kitchen or his sweetheart.

"That's really a pity. I can only look forward to having dinner with Mr. Lin next time." Linda knows how to advance and retreat. Lin Feng is not only a man who likes her, but also her boss.

She doesn't want to annoy her boss. Love is more important to bread.

So Linda walked away with an easy face. She didn't look discouraged. This special dress can't be wasted. She believed that as long as she went out and waved at will, someone would accompany her to dinner.

Maybe it's another romantic night.

Watching Linda leave, Lin Feng slightly frowned, and swept his hands to sweep the perfume of his body. Compared with love, he still liked the fragrance of Ji Yan.

He cleanly closed the door and went back to the kitchen. There was a recipe on the table. Lin Feng picked up his apron and tied it up again. While studying new dishes, he reached out to stir the ingredients in the pot.

At about nine o'clock, Lin Feng hesitated for a long time, then went to the next door and began to knock.

Ji Yan was woken up by the knock on the door, so when she opened the door, her face was very smelly. She had insomnia last night, and she was waked up with difficulty. She must be very unhappy.

"What are you knocking on?" She even lost her usual politeness in her tone.

Lin Feng is innocent, but he still thinks that her sleepy eyes are lovely. He whispers: "I wake you up, don't I? But you can't have dinner. You're not in good health

She had a good sleep, where would she think of dinner: "I'm not hungry," she said, trying to close the door and go back to sleep.

It was Lin Feng who quickly pressed the door and said, "Ji Yan, I've finished all my meals. Do you have the heart to waste a table of good dishes?"

"Lin Feng, you..." Ji Yan turns her head and looks at him impatiently. She suddenly bumps into his deep eyes. That undisguised worry makes her speechless.

"Come on, you wait, I'll be there," she compromised.

Lin Feng released his hand with satisfaction, and then said with a smile, "I'll wait for you."

Ji Yan no longer looks at his smiling eyes and turns back to the room. She doesn't do anything, just takes a coat and puts it on.

Lin Feng is considerate to keep the door for her. As soon as she closes her door, she can see the yellow light on his side. In her heart, she walks in. Lin Feng is carrying a dish out of the kitchen.

"What are you doing standing there? Come and sit down," Lin Feng said to her.

Ji Yan walks over to him, then sits at the table and looks at the dishes. There are four home-made dishes with meat and vegetables. He makes them very well.

Think about it, in addition to mom, it seems that no one has ever cooked a meal like this for themselves.

"Wait a minute, there's another soup," Lin Feng said, and went back to the kitchen to work.

Ji Yan smelled the smell of rice, and suddenly she was hungry. She didn't eat anything except breakfast. If it wasn't for Lin Feng, she wouldn't get up to eat tonight.

Even if it wasn't for Lin Feng, she would have forgotten breakfast, this person! What can she say.

"Longan jujube soup is very good for you. Let's drink a bowl of soup first." Lin Feng came over with the soup and took the lead in loading a bowl of soup in front of her with a clean small bowl. He also handed her a spoon.

Ji Yan took it over, lowered her head and drank the soup silently. It tasted good, and her stomach seemed to be warmed for a moment.

"Thank you," she suddenly whispered.

He put down the chopsticks, some not very happy way: "I said do not want to hear you say thank you, I do these for you is not for you to alienate a polite thank you word."

"What do you want? Why are you so nice to me? " This time, she did not escape from this problem, staring at him like a torch, trying to see what his inner world was planning.

Interests, or her feelings?

It's a pity that no matter what it is, you can't get it from her.

"That's what you think of me?" His tone suddenly cooled down, as if he had been painstakingly misunderstood as something else.