The all-round master who charms the city with a smile

There were only the two of them in the elevator, Ling Feng stared at her directly, raised Bei Weiwei's chin slightly, lowered her eyes to look at her, and the emotions in her eyes seemed to be like a cloud of ink surging: "What did you just say?"

Bei Weiwei rolled her throat and took two steps back, but the elevator was so little space, and she hit the wall after two steps back.

She didn't dare to look directly into Ling Feng's eyes, and her voice was very small: "I said, you are getting bolder and bolder!"

Ling Feng leaned over a little bit, and the fragrance on Bei Weiwei's body desperately drilled into his nostrils, making him a little unable to control himself: "Is there one?"

Bei Weiwei was a little flustered, and closed her eyes slightly, just when she thought Ling Feng was going to kiss her.

Suddenly there was a dripping sound!

"The 20th floor has arrived!"

Elevator doors move open from both sides.

Two figures appeared at the elevator door, Bei Weiwei reacted immediately, and hurriedly walked out of the elevator with a red face: "Yes!"

Ling Feng entered the code of the electronic lock to open the door of the room, and Bei Weiwei followed his footsteps into the room, the first time she had known her for so long.

The room was very stylishly decorated, and Bei Weiwei was very interested in the fish tank in the corner of the living room, and she hurriedly glanced at it through Dabai last time.

This time she was able to look at it up close, and the feeling was different, she seemed to be full of childishness in front of the fish tank, curiously looking at this miniature world.

The little turtle is lazily lying on a rock, and the colorful fish swim around on it carefree.

Ling Feng handed over a glass of water, Bei Weiwei took off her gloves and held the water cup very warmly: "Do you like fish farming very much?"

"It's okay, it's more convenient than kittens and dogs, so it's not so troublesome." Ling Feng turned on the air conditioner and gently leaned on the desk next to him, his tall and slender figure was reflected in Bei Weiwei's eyes through the refraction of the glass.

"I almost forgot!"

Ling Feng dragged the box in front of her: "A gift for you."

"Gifts?" Bei Weiwei suddenly felt that this cold guy was quite emotional, and she was really worried about bringing gifts to herself when she went out.

But why such a big box?

I opened the box and rummaged through it, my expression was surprised, it was not cosmetics, it was something related to cosmetics, whitening, skin care, hydration, lipstick, mascara...

With everything available, Bei Weiwei had to come up with an idea.

Does he mean that he is not good-looking, so let himself learn more about makeup and dressing up?

"Do you like it?"

Bei Weiwei didn't know how to answer, everything was very good, and she could also feel Ling Feng's full sincerity: "Dear Comrade Ling Feng, can I interview you about what you think?" Why do you give so many cosmetics to a girl at one time?

Ling Feng replied, "Is this my sincerity?" "

Okay, you win." Bevey had nothing to say, and there was a feeling of being defeated.

"Whatever you want to eat, I'll make it for you."

"I don't pick it."

Bei Weiwei covered her mouth and smiled, feeling that this sentence subconsciously seemed to say, I am very good: "Then you rest for a while, and I will go downstairs to buy vegetables." "

You can order it on Meituan, and it will be delivered to your door quickly."

The vegetable market is ten minutes away from the apartment, and it takes nearly an hour to go back and forth, and it is very troublesome to walk on such a cold day outside.

Ling Feng unlocked the password lock and handed the phone to Bei Weiwei: "If you want to buy any food, just go to the fresh supermarket and order it."

"Oh!"

Bei Weiwei picked up Ling Feng's mobile phone and immediately screamed: "Your phone is so small, is this 13mini?" "

I don't like big phones very much, they are thick and heavy, so I'll buy you one if you like it!"

"I don't want it, it's too small, and my eyes get tired easily when I read words."

Bei Weiwei clicked on the fresh supermarket, and felt that the things in it were so expensive, 100 grams of pork belly was actually sold for 5 yuan a catty, which was 25 a catty, and you could buy a catty for up to 15 yuan in the market.

It took more than ten minutes to finally choose the dish.

Ling Feng saw that the payment had only cost less than fifty yuan, mainly using coupons, and there were many tomatoes or corn for 0.01 yuan each, giving full play to the virtuous character of being a thrifty housekeeper.

Bei Weiwei came to the kitchen and found that there were pots and pans inside, but she had not used it once, and the rice cooker was still brand new in the cupboard, and the packaging had not been opened.

Oil, salt, sauce and vinegar, what do you want, Bei Weiwei placed another order, and arranged all the spices needed in the kitchen and the usual necessities such as steel wool balls and rags.

Bei Weiwei was busy in the kitchen with an apron, Ling Feng leaned against the door, her hands clenched into fists: "Are you planning to live here with me permanently?" Buying so many things, I basically don't cook for myself, and when I'm hungry, I go to the first floor to eat. "

Eat less at restaurants outside, and feel more at ease when you make your own."

Ling Feng actually wanted to say that the store was opened by his own family, if he was not at ease, then he would never be able to find a place to rest assured, although the two of them were now officially boyfriend and girlfriend, but there were many things that Bei Weiwei didn't know yet.

"It's all necessary things for life, even if you don't cook later, you will be useful," Bei Weiwei said as she stir-fryed.

Ling Feng was speechless, turned his head and looked around the room, the room was still the same room, it was no different from before, but since Bei Weiwei entered the room, it felt different immediately.

He thought to himself, this house needs a mistress.

"What are you looking at, come and help me!"

Ling Feng came back to his senses: "Good!

After more than an hour of busy work, a table of exquisite and delicious meals was finally baked, and Bei Weiwei fanned it in the air with her little hand, and the aroma came to her nose.

"How?"

"It has the potential to be a chef."

Ling Feng took out a bottle of red wine from the closet and poured it, and as soon as the two of them were seated, before they could start, an unfamiliar number called in.

It's a bit of a bummer.

He didn't want to take it. But at first glance, the attribution shows Haicheng, which may be related to the last car accident case, so it can't be answered if you don't pick it up.

Ling Feng swiped the screen to connect the phone, and his expression changed slightly.

"Hey, hello, who's that? Hmmm, ha... I see, thanks.

Bei Weiwei heard some more or less on the side, and waited for Ling Feng to hang up the phone before asking, "Has the murderer been caught?" "

The two criminal suspects at the scene of the car accident that day were caught, but, according to the confessions of the two, they were also instructed by others, and the real culprit behind the scenes has fled abroad, and it will be difficult to arrest and bring the case to justice, so..."

Maybe the second time is not just a simple car accident.

"There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat is naturally straight to the bridge, don't think too much, let's eat!"