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

Chapter 189 At this time, he was terrifyingly calm! (2 in 1)

Spring is a season that is full of romance.

Just like they had met during this season, and later they knew each other, fell in love, and stayed together during this season.

Maybe in this season in the future, they will stay together for the rest of their lives.

It's just that this night, they all belong to each other.

The monsoon dyed her with several colors, including cherry lips, almond eyes, and Xiafei's face.

The girl returned some of the God of Wealth's wishes, kissing and hugging you.

The moon at night cannot illuminate this place, and the so-called moonlight and night wind are just hallucinations. But after all, this is not a dream, but they all want to have a home.

His love could not fill her endlessly demanding soul, but could only fill her body.

But it was enough to satisfy her.

The girl hummed softly this night.

Fingers curl up on the towel on the sofa, and toes clenched in a nostalgic moment.

The noise of love is a bit noisy. It's not that he doesn't know how to be compassionate, but the girl is too indulgent towards her lover.

She was craving it too.

The phone's screen lit up a few more times.

It's just put aside, so people don't know why it lights up.

I don’t know where the love started, and I feel deeply in love in the middle of the night.

I don’t know when.

When it was over, the sofa was already covered with traces of love.

Ji Feng didn't mean to look at the phone, but gently picked up Wen Nuan when she leaned against him tiredly.

"I'm so sweaty, go take a shower!" The warm voice was like a kitten's, almost inaudible, but just right enough for Ji Feng to hear it.

"Why don't you just rest, I feel you are already very tired..."

"I have to take a shower even if I'm tired." This is probably the last stubbornness of an autistic girl.

When she said this, her eyes were almost closed, exhaustion and tiredness were written on her cheeks, but her arms around Ji Feng were tighter than before.

Ji Feng is helpless, he can't always beat the warmth, just like most boyfriends can't beat their girlfriends.

He is no exception.

Ji Feng turned on the hot water and prepared to give the two of them a quick rinse, wash away their fatigue, and then go to bed.

"Baby, come down."

But when Ji Feng wanted to put down the warmth, she was reluctant.

Wen Xiaonuan simply turned her head to Ji Feng's arms and whispered coquettishly:

"I don't want to come down."

Monsoon:? ? ?
No, it’s very tiring to hold her like this.

Then Wen Nuan seemed to feel that something was missing. He turned his head again and pointed at the bathtub.

"I want that."

After that, she turned around again.

Although she couldn't see her face, the girl's slightly red ears still revealed her mood at this time.

It turned out that I wanted to take a shower together.

It seemed that the tenderness last time made her feel nostalgic.

However, bathing together is the most intimate moment between lovers. Of course, Wen Nuan likes it very much because she likes to be with Ji Feng. The more intimate the better.

It's just that it's hard for her to say "I want to take a shower with you."

Therefore, we can only use this relatively tactful method to request.

Ji Feng leaned over awkwardly, turned on the faucet, and brushed the bathtub.

After all, there is a person hanging on the body, and these seemingly simple actions are very troublesome to do.

Especially the little monsoon always stands up, and then is quietly teased by the warmth.

There was nothing he could do. Nuan Nuan acted like I was not cooperating and unwilling to get off you.

While the water in the bath was being discharged, Ji Feng could only pick her up and take a shower to prevent her body temperature from lowering and catching a cold.

"Baby, are you asleep?"

"No, I'm awake."

Okay, okay, the voice is much clearer and clearer than it sounded just now. Not to mention full of energy, anyway, it is not the soft and waxy state before.

"Come down when you wake up?"

"No."

Girls' coquettishness sometimes makes no sense. Ji Feng had no choice but to continue to hold her tightly until the water was almost gone, then he took her into the bathtub.

He leaned against the edge of the bath, letting the warmth rest on his body.

This feeling……

very nice! ~
Neither of them spoke. Ji Feng held his head and felt the comfort of this moment.

But Wen Nuan slowly lowered his eyes and regained his strength.

I just don't know when, but she suddenly took the initiative to tease Xiao Jifeng.

I grabbed the handle directly!
Monsoon: ()? ?
"Wen Xiaonuan, are you really not afraid of death? You were begging for mercy just now, and now you want to continue?"

"No, no, I just think it's fun."

"Just be honest if you don't want to."

Nuan Nuan smiled, moved his body upwards, changed his position, and let himself lie in Ji Feng's arms.

"Monsoon."

"Ok?"

"Are you really going to quit smoking?"

In the warm memory, there are images of monsoon, and he has always smoked.

The first time at the abandoned construction site, the monsoon lit up in front of her, and then went out because of her frown, which was still vivid in her mind.

She wouldn't ask Monsoon to quit smoking, not ever.

Although Ji Feng said that she wanted to quit smoking, she was very happy, but she still would not force it.

She didn't want Ji Feng to feel that he was being coerced by her, so she asked this question.

Ji Feng looked at Wen Nuan's expression full of curiosity and almost couldn't hold back his anger, but then he laughed dumbly.

In fact, quitting smoking is more difficult than others think.

Cigarettes have been with him for too long.

Compared with the so-called cool behavior, his smoking is more like a confused habit and spiritual sustenance.

It’s just something you want to do when you can’t find the meaning of life and relieve anxiety.

It's like going to the dock to order French fries, pretty much the same thing.

But now he has a new spiritual sustenance, and it is much better than cigarettes. It can even make him feel a new meaning in life.

So you can really quit smoking.

"Well, I really plan to quit this time."

"Is it really because you want to prepare for pregnancy?"

"Well, actually it's not..."

"why?"

"In short, I didn't quit smoking because I wanted to have a baby and prepare for pregnancy. The main reason was you.

I quit smoking because I care about you. We are too close to Wen Xiaonuan. I can't let you smoke secondhand smoke all the time.

And after I have you, I no longer need to smoke, so it has nothing to do with having children. "

Monsoon Balabala talked a lot, and the word order was a bit messy.

But Nuan Nuan understood what he meant, and this feeling of being cared about and affirmed was very good.

If Ji Feng said that he quit smoking because he wanted to prepare for pregnancy, of course she would accept it.

But Ji Feng said he quit smoking because he cared about her feelings.

She will feel better.

"Ji Feng, don't think too much..."

"Stupid, you should not think too much, I quit smoking because of you, because I like you, that's why I quit smoking.

Even if I have children in the future, I will love them very much, and that is because I love you very much. "

Ji Feng expressed his feelings clearly.

It's a bit...

Urgent, he felt anxious.

But this kind of eagerness is what Wen Nuan likes. Just as not forcing is her love, giving proactively is also Ji Feng's love.

Being cared about is as important as being needed.

Warm and happy, he moved his body and simply lay on Ji Feng's chest:

"Ji Feng, do you like boys or girls?"

"Girls, but boys are also fine. Actually, it's not very important. As long as it's with your child, I will like it..."

"Then have you ever thought about what our future children will be like?"

"I don't know, I'd better be like you, smart and beautiful,"

Wen Nuan raised his head and began to think about it:

"Well, I don't know what it's like to have a baby, and there is no accumulated experience in this kind of thing."

Ji Feng thought for a while, then shook his head:
"It can't be said that we have no experience. After all, each of us has been a child. There are good kids like you, and there are naughty kids like me."

"Ha, yes, we were children before."

Hearing what Ji Feng said, Nuan Nuan first smiled and then frowned slightly:
"What about before kids?"

"what?"

"Ji Feng, what do you think we were like before we were born? Are we conscious?"

"Well, maybe it's nothingness."

"So, does human existence begin at birth? Just as human existence ends with death, so do we?"

Wen Xiaonuan's sudden question pulled Ji Feng's thoughts away.

Does human existence begin at birth?
Is the end of man a return to death?
Ji Feng doesn’t know the answers to these two questions either.

Because of his experience and cognition, he felt that there were some different interpretations, so he did not answer the question immediately.

Instead, he thought about it for a long time before slowly responding:
“After you die, someone will still remember you.

Therefore, people usually have several understandings of death...

For example, a person will die three times in his life.

The first death is when our heart stops and our breath disappears, so we are declared biologically dead.

The second death is when we are buried. People wear mourning clothes to attend the funeral. From then on, they cease to exist in this society and die in society.

The third death is when the last person in the world who remembers us forgets or passes away. Then, we truly die, and the entire world and universe will no longer be related to us. "

Autistic girls have always been very smart, and their thinking patterns are different from those of ordinary people.

She carefully tasted what Ji Feng said and suddenly asked:

"Those who are remembered will live forever, so this is the meaning of being famous throughout the ages?"

Ji Feng was startled, then nodded:

"Probably so."

But what followed was a new question:
"What about before we were born? How did we survive that period of nothingness when no one remembered us?"

Ji Feng:……

This seems to be another question worth pondering.

Was it nothingness before birth?
"It seems that's not necessarily the case."

"Ok?"

"Before we were born, our parents may have expected us. Just like you and me, they would ask each other whether they like boys or girls.

Even earlier, our grandparents urged our parents to have a child as soon as possible.

That kid...should be us.

So we have been expected before we were born, and the self we make up is the love and thoughts of our parents.

Our body is just a carrier. No matter who is born in my mother's belly, I will be me.

It's called expectation. "

Ji Feng said a lot, and it was a bit profound.

Nuan Nuan was touched by his words and began to think about some issues that she would not normally think about.

Love, life, death.

"We have been loved hundreds of times before we were born, so by the time they think about it, we already exist..."

Nuan Nuan was thinking, she was wondering, was Wang Yaqin also full of expectations for herself at that time?
Ji Feng knew that she was thinking of her original family, so he gently touched her body and comforted her:
"We, and our future children, are all looking forward to it. Even earlier, our ancestors, generations of ancestors, have been looking forward to their descendants.

Well, it's like a lyric I heard, called 'I'm sure I said I love you hundreds of years ago'.

They look to us as we look to our children.

Perhaps when we think of children, children already exist. This kind of thing should be called inheritance. "

"It's called expectation, it's called inheritance."

When the two of them are together, Nuan Nuan will talk a lot, which is different from her usual cold and indifferent appearance in front of others.

She also has the curiosity of a young person, and she can also ask questions and act coquettishly.

But only for one person.

After chatting for a long time, Wen Nuan would look at Ji Feng worriedly:

"Ji Feng, will I become very verbose in the future?"

"It doesn't matter if you're long-winded. Don't be stingy with your expression. In fact, I'm willing to listen to your thoughts."

"why?"

"Because the desire to share is the highest form of romance, especially with the person you like."

Nuan Nuan blinked and climbed up to give Monsoon a little peck.

She was very satisfied with tonight's chat. As Ji Feng said, sharing is a kind of romance.

"Sleep?" "Okay."

Bringing a bath towel, the monsoon began to wipe the body as warm as satin.

Originally, Nuan Wen strongly urged himself to wipe it, but Ji Feng refused to do so. How could he do this to others?

impossible.

Definitely have to do it yourself.

When he got to bed, Nuan Nuan, who was already exhausted, got directly into the quilt, without giving the monsoon a chance to continue to cause trouble.

In the end, I just got out of my head and left one sentence:
"See you tomorrow, Mr. Ji!"

Then he bent in his arms and fell asleep.

Ji Feng touched her smooth cheek and said:

"See you tomorrow, Mrs. Wen."

After comforting Nuan Nuan and falling asleep, Ji Feng picked up the mobile phone that he had thrown aside just now.

Under normal circumstances, Ji Feng's attitude towards work is very focused and serious. He will not turn off his phone or mute it.

But warmth is not the norm.

And it is foreseeable that there will be many more such abnormal situations in the future.

Warmth is his eternal exception, now and in the future.

Picking up the phone, Ji Feng began to look through the communication records.

The first was Zhang Chao’s missed call.

The phone calls were made twice in total, and the time was also when they had just returned.

It is indeed very ignorant to make a phone call at this point.

Then came the messages. Zhang Chao sent him 6 messages in a row.

5 WeChat messages and 1 text message.

[Shit, Brother Feng, Jiang Chaoyang’s secretary contacted me, what should I do? 】

[Brother Feng, she really came to see me. 】

[She said she wanted to talk to me, but she is downstairs now. What should I do? Waiting online, it’s quite urgent...]

[She said she wanted to inquire about some details on the content. 】

[She’s not going to touch my waist, is she? 】

[SMS message: Brother Feng, call me back when you have time. Chaozi is waiting for you in the wind or rain. 】

When he saw this, Ji Feng's eyebrows were already frowning deeply.

Zhang Chao's social experience is basically equal to 0.

When it comes to dealing with people, let alone compared to Ji Feng, even Xu Ming is several dimensions better than him. He was also in a hurry when dealing with women before.

However, during this period of time following the monsoon, progress has been made.

It's still early for him to mature in terms of doing things, but he does have a sense of enlightenment when it comes to dealing with women.

"Can this guy handle Chen Lu?"

He glanced sideways at Nuan Nuan.

The autistic girl hugged her tightly. She probably couldn't get out of bed and make a phone call at this time.

After finding Zhang Chao's address book, Ji Feng called back.

[Hello, the phone you dialed has been turned off, please call again later...]

After hanging up the phone, Ji Feng lay on the bed and pondered for a while.

Start thinking about the causes and consequences of this matter.

In fact, the cause and effect of what happened today are very clear.

There were six people in attendance, him, Zhang Chao, Jiang Chaoyang, Mu Wanqiu, Wen Nuan, and Chen Lu.

Nuan Nuan is one of our own, Zhang Chao is the target, Mu Wanqiu and Nuan Nuan are the latecomers.

At that time, the only people who saw Zhang Chao retelling the CG performance were Jiang Chaoyang and Chen Lu.

Therefore, there was only one audience for the play with Jiang Chaoyang that night from beginning to end.

Secretary, Chen Lu.

A secretary actually has the skills to let Jiang Chaoyang arrange for them to perform a play. This can only show that this secretary's identity is very unusual and belongs to some special existence.

It can't be changed, and it can't be moved.

"family?"

In the final analysis, this matter was still the trouble caused by Jiang Chaoyang.

Ji Feng didn't want to get involved in any family fights among the big bosses in Beijing. Generally speaking, children from rich families didn't fight among themselves.

But Jiang Chaoyang is obviously an exception.

Because he doesn't belong in that pot of meat.

In the eyes of his sister and brother, Jiang Chaoyang is not considered "one of their own."

"It's really troublesome..."

He took out his cell phone and dialed Jiang Chaoyang's number regardless of the fact that it was almost 3 o'clock in the morning.

Monsoon was prepared for no one to answer.

Unexpectedly, someone answered the call as soon as he made the call.

The slightly noisy environment on the opposite side, as well as the female voice of Yingying Yanyan, made Ji Feng frown. What was Jiang Chaoyang doing? Get so many women?

Have sex?
"Brother Chaoyang is so excited..."

"You are still calling me so late. You are a married man. I don't want to lead you into trouble."

Jiang Chaoyang's voice was lazy and gloomy, which didn't sound very good.

Ji Feng didn't want to talk too much with him at this time, so as not to disturb Wen Nuan when he went to bed, so he went straight to the point:
"Brother Chaoyang, your secretary went to see my classmate, Zhang Chao."

"Oh? Then she has a pretty good taste. Your classmate has some ideas. If he's not yours, I'd also like to poach him. It won't cost much anyway."

Jiang Chaoyang didn't mean to avoid it at all, nor did he hide his intention to poach people.

Creativity is something that can be used and copied.

As for technology…

It can be said that the top Internet technicians in the imperial capital circle can compete with almost all cities in the country.

The imperial capital is so exaggerated.

technology?
If you don't do it, others will.

However, Ji Feng has no intention of letting people go casually. Zhang Chao has more than just creativity.

He also feels dependent on himself.

People who have a sense of dependence feel more at ease and easier to use.

"Is she from your family?"

"They are my eldest sister's people."

"Well, you didn't touch her even though you knew it. It sounds like she is very troublesome..."

"Chen Lu is indeed very troublesome. Your classmate can only make his own choice. I'm sorry.

I don't want this incident to affect our cooperation. "

Seeing that Jiang Chaoyang did not hide anything, he also took the initiative to apologize. Although Ji Feng was a little dissatisfied, he had no choice but to do so:
"Send me a copy of Chen Lu's information."

"Ji Feng, don't mess around." Jiang Chaoyang's voice was a little worried.

"I know it well." Ji Feng hung up the phone.

It didn't take long for Ji Feng to receive Chen Lu's information from Jiang Chaoyang.

The arrangement was very complete. It can be seen that Jiang Chaoyang also made backups in advance. He should have been prepared to deal with Chen Lu, but he never took action.

"trouble."

Ji Feng turned the volume on his phone back on.

Now he has two choices.

One is to go directly to the small hotel in the old business district to find Zhang Chao.

The second is to wait for Zhang Chao’s call reply.

After thinking about it, he still didn't go down, and the reason was very simple.

Everyone chooses their own path. Adults are always responsible for their own actions. Everyone is the same, and Zhang Chao is no exception.

He is not Zhang Chao's nanny. There will definitely be many stragglers along the way.

He has given Zhang Chao a chance. If Zhang Chao himself is not determined enough, then he will not be able to help everyone.

Even in the eyes of some people, your behavior may not necessarily be helpful.

This time, consider it a test for promotion to cadres.

"It depends on your performance, Chaozi."

Ji Feng put down his cell phone, turned around and hugged Nuan Nuan, and continued to sleep.

……

More than two hours ago, a small hotel on the outskirts of the old business district.

Zhang Chao was drunk and put down the phone with a surprised look on his face.

In fact, he had fallen asleep just now, but the phone next to the bedside table kept ringing, and the volume of the phone was loud.

Zhang Chao woke up in a daze.

Looking at the landline phone on the bedside table, Zhang Chao's first reaction was that it was a harassing phone call or a pheasant wandering around the inn.

After all, when looking for customers in a small hotel, they either stuff small cards or make phone calls directly.

Zhang Chao has never tried it, but he has heard of it.

He wanted to hang up the phone and press do not disturb.

But after reaching out, he picked it up again by accident.

It’s not that I think too much, I’m just curious.

But after the call was answered, the other party said "Mr. Zhang Chao", which almost confused him.

"Who are you?"

"I'm Chen Lu, Mr. Jiang's secretary. We just met."

Hearing the other party announce his identity, Zhang Chao woke up from his drunkenness and then had a simple exchange with Chen Lu.

"It's so late, what's wrong with Secretary Chen?"

But during the communication process, Chen Lu expressed that she was very interested in the project ideas mentioned by Zhang Chao and wanted to come over and have a chat with him.

Zhang Chao hesitated for a moment, but did not refuse.

"Then come up, I'm at 216."

Although Zhang Chao's head was groggy at this time, he was mostly sober from the alcohol.

This feeling was similar to that of washing his feet after he drank too much.

After ending the call with Chen Lu, Zhang Chao directly dialed Ji Feng's phone number, but unfortunately no one answered.

He sent several more WeChat messages, and finally added a text message.

But they all fell into the sea.

Tuk-tuk-tuk! ~
There was a knock on the door, and judging by the time, Chen Lu should have arrived outside his door.

"Here we go, wait a moment."

Zhang Chao stood up quickly, washed his face, then took a look at the shabby little hotel, took a few deep breaths, walked to the door, and opened the door.

Chen Lu was still wearing the same red professional suit, just as beautiful as when Zhang Chao secretly glanced at her before.

At this time, the two were close enough that Zhang Chao could even smell Chen Lu's perfume.

She was carrying a bottle of wine and a bag with some documents in it.

Looking at her outfit, Zhang Chao wasn't sure what her purpose was.

"Why, don't you invite me in to sit down?"

"Ah, I'm sorry, it's a bit shabby here."

Chen Lu smiled, said nothing, followed Zhang Chao to the shabby small hotel room, and crossed her legs.

Under the red hip-hugging skirt, there are black stockings.

Zhang Chao stared at the gap and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Chen Lu caught all his eyes, but just smiled and continued to look at the dilapidated room.

"This environment still feels a bit familiar."

"Miss Chen Lu has ever lived in a place like this?"

"I'm from Beipiao. When I first graduated and started working, renting a house with a toilet in Didu was considered good."

Chen Lu opened the wine directly as she spoke.

It was a whiskey that Zhang Chao didn't recognize, and he didn't see the alcohol content.

Chen Lu poured two glasses of wine and handed another one to Zhang Chao.

Looking at Zhang Chao, her eyes showed reminiscence and appreciation.

"The ideas of young people are really amazing. Classmate Zhang Chao, has anyone told you before that your ideas are brilliant and you are a very creative person?"

Faced with Chen Lu's unreserved admiration, Zhang Chao almost fell into despair.

If the other person is a good buddy.

He might have really drifted off.

It's a pity that the other party is a woman, and she is a very beautiful, mature, intellectual, and full of temptation.

Zhang Chao's idea was to find a girl of the same age in school.

A woman like Chen Lu was simply not something he could get his hands on.

Then the problem is coming...

What does he want from me?
He has no grades, is neither tall nor handsome, and usually focuses on girls with a score of 60. How could he be admired by Chen Lu?

He has no ability and no money, so he shouldn't be able to support a beautiful girl like Chen Lu.

She was wearing a tailor-made professional attire, which was probably more expensive than warm clothes.

Is it really because of talent?
Ha ha……

Before going to bed, Zhang Chao fantasized about Chen Lu and took five injections.

At this time, he was terrifyingly calm!
(End of this chapter)