Uncle Zhang's joking words showed how familiar he was with Feng Yin.

Feng Yin in the car didn't care at all, and even said with a distressed look on his face: "Isn't that true? Alala is too big. I can't fit it in without lala."

"The key is that I am a good master!"

Uncle Zhang liked Feng Yin's energy and what he said was not pretending to be generous.

"Okay, I'll open the door for you."

"I wrote the registration for you."

"Thank you, Uncle Zhang! I'll treat you to steamed buns another day!"

"okay!"

After the old man and the young man finished talking with a smile, the gate of the gate opened.

The truck driver drove in and found her building under Feng Yin's guidance.

“Your neighborhood is not cheap.”

"No, I don't know when I can buy one."

"Ah? Aren't you a resident here?"

"To be precise, I'm borrowing it."

Feng Yin confirmed what he said. The truck also arrived. The moment the door was opened, Ara got out immediately and ran into the building.

What a shame!

It's all in a truck.

Feng Yin came down slowly, pointed his cell phone at the driver and said, "I've given you the money, goodbye."

"Goodbye."

After the driver went out, Feng Yin entered the building, greeted the building manager downstairs, and went upstairs.

Ala, who was waiting in the elevator, pressed the elevator button first.

"Classmate Ala, your cultivation should end here. Don't turn into a human form, otherwise I'm afraid your inheritance will be lost."

"Wang-"

Ala screamed in dissatisfaction. When the elevator opened, it was the first to rush out.

After Feng Yin opened the door, he saw Ala rushing into his exclusive bathroom.

"He is really a rich dog." "Mysophobia has become cute."

Feng Yin, who was amusing himself, was appointed to give Ala a bath, and used a drying system worth hundreds of thousands to dry the dog hair.

"I feel like I can just lie here."

In other words, Feng Yin didn't actually do it.

After one person and one dog went out, Feng Yin prepared snacks and drinks for Ala.

Ala was eating while she sat next to her, downloading some study materials on her mobile phone.

"Well... I bought the textbook, bought some exercises, and downloaded a few before... Damn! I actually forgot to buy second-hand ones. I forgot about such an opportunity to save money!"

Feng Yin adhered to the mentality of blaming others instead of himself and said: "Sure enough, I am still the most active in studying."

Just when Feng Yin was thinking shamelessly, the doorbell rang.

Feng Yin stood up, walked to the door, and pressed the call button.

"Ms. Feng, there is your express delivery downstairs."

express delivery?Books from the same city.

"Okay, I'll come down right away and sign for it myself!"

Feng Yin attaches great importance to keeping such a private matter confidential.

Going down the elevator, signing for it, and coming back up are all handled by yourself. Can you help me?Not required at all.

After Feng Yin brought a bunch of books, she finally hid all the books under the bed in her bedroom.

"Well, that's safe. No one can come in and look under my bed."

"Well - let's start with a simple one, just the teacher's."

Feng Yin took out a textbook for a teacher's qualification certificate, sat cross-legged on the floor, and read through it.

This look is like being in trance.

After flipping through about a third of the book, Feng Yinding's alarm clock rang. It was time to make dinner for the dog owner.

"I've worked really hard, but a slap in the face and a legacy are both the same!"

"Hahaha, I think of the scene of a certificate being thrown out in the future... Hahahaha! It's so exciting!"


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