Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 140 Today is also a day to pretend

Back home, Jiang Yimian was "interrogated" by Yan Mei without any surprise, and the theme was about Su Fu.

Her appearance, character, three views, and a series of questions.

Seeing that Yan Mei was so active, Yin Wu was unwilling to lag behind, so she had to join in.

Jiang Yimian was helpless, "Third aunt...you are in the entertainment industry, you have taken pictures of so many female stars, it is not easy to introduce a girlfriend to the fourth brother and the fifth brother..."

The implication is, what are you grabbing from your aunt?

"Oh, our circle is too complicated. It's not suitable for your two silly brothers." A bastard, a criminal policeman, and an Internet policeman, people probably don't like it.

As for those little transparent ones, she couldn't get in touch with her, so she didn't know much about them.

Thinking of this, Yin Wu looked at Jiang Zhuo, who was practicing boxing, and Jiang Mo, who was playing games, and said angrily, "Stop playing, you two! Look at your elder brother! It would be fine for someone to send little Jiang Jiang to kindergarten." Bring your sister-in-law back, and take a look at the two of you!"

Jiang Yu, who was suddenly named, was at a loss as well as the two brothers.

Lin Qian smiled embarrassedly and lowered her head slightly.

Seeing that the family's attention was diverted, Jiang Yimian took the opportunity to sneak back to her room. After washing, she lay on the bed and chatted with Feng Beiting on WeChat. She didn't know when she fell asleep.

When I woke up the next day, I found that the phone was dead and turned off.

Brushing his messy hair, Jiang Yimian huddled on the bed, crawled to the side near the charger to charge the phone like a bug.

After turning on the phone and logging into WeChat, I received many messages from Feng Beiting.

[23:31
Mianmian, I'll see you the day after tomorrow, okay? 】

【Sleeping? 】

[Really fell asleep? ! 】

Behind it is a little ghost with an angry expression pinching his waist.

[01:24
If you don't reply, I will take it as your agreement, and I will find you the day after tomorrow. 】

[03:04
Mianmian, I miss you so much that I can't fall asleep. 】

[Don't be surprised if you see me the day after tomorrow and I get sick again, after all, I miss you so much. 】

[06:25
Mianmian, good morning. 】

[08:06
Mianmian, are you still awake? 】

Jiang Yimian: "..."

Watching him scrolling through the screen all night, Jiang Yimian felt like he didn't know what to say.

A little touched, but also a little distressed and uneasy.

She was afraid that he would suffer from a neurasthenia or die suddenly from overwork due to lack of sleep on the basis of delusions.

Ugh……

She is destined not to be able to talk about ordinary love.

【Don't come, I'll go find you.

I'll go downstairs to eat first, put my phone in the bedroom to charge, and I'll talk to you when I come back. 】

Getting out of bed to wash, Jiang Yimian glanced at her phone again before leaving the bedroom, Feng Beiting didn't reply to her messages.

It was already ten o'clock in the morning, and she guessed that he might not be able to hold on and went to sleep.

Wearing a whole set of sweater and trousers from the "Cat and Mouse" series, Jiang Yimian stuffed his hands into the front pocket of his clothes, bouncing down the stairs, only to reach the stairs when he heard chatter and laughter coming from the living room .

She kept an eye out and didn't go out directly, and quietly hid in the stairs to eavesdrop.

Yuan Qiong's voice came clearly, "What is Xiao Jiang doing now?"

After finishing the words, a middle-aged man's voice replied, "He... is just fooling around, working as an editor for a website..."

Ignoring the amount of information in these words, realizing that the people sitting outside were the legendary Uncle Jiang and Jiang Fengmian, Jiang Yimian turned around and was about to run upstairs.

Who knows-

Still a step too late.

Yan Mei passed by the stairs with a fruit plate, seeing Jiang Yimian whimpering, "Xiao Mian is up!

Just now I told Jiang Jiang to call you! "

"..."

The retreat failed.

Pulling the corner of her mouth stiffly, Jiang Yimian could only bite the bullet and go to the living room.

It was full and full of people.

They were basically her family members, except for two strangers sitting on the sofa facing her.

A balding middle-aged man, and a sickly handsome young man.

Fair and clean face, but the dark circles under the eyes are too heavy, coupled with a pair of black-rimmed glasses, it looks lifeless.

Moreover, in the few seconds since Jiang Yimian appeared in the living room, he has already yawned twice in a row.

Jiang Mo was sitting on the sofa next to him, almost in sync with him.

Jiang Yimian: "..."

These two are brothers.

"Xiao Mian, come here quickly." Yuan Qiong smiled and waved to her, "This is the Uncle Jiang that Mom mentioned to you before."

"Hello, Uncle Jiang." Jiang Yimian called out with a smile.

"Hey... ok, ok..." Jiang Zhen looked her up and down, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "I haven't seen her in a few years, and Xiao Mian is already a big girl."

"This is the son of your Uncle Jiang's family, Feng Mian, and my mother told you about it before."

Looking at each other, Jiang Yimian smiled and nodded, "Hello."

"Hello."

The other party was a little too late to respond, and Jiang Yimian couldn't help but think of the word "dumb".

Although they both looked expressionless, Jiang Fengmian and Prison Temple gave people a different feeling.

Prison Temple is like a cold robot, but there is no doubt that he is a man of action, but Jiang Fengmian is different, he is like an old man who is dragged down by disease and moves slowly.

Unaware that he was being labeled as an "old man", Jiang Fengmian covered his lips and yawned again.

Jiang Mo followed suit like a match.

The corners of Jiang Yimian's mouth twitched slightly, and he found an opportunity to break away decisively, "Eh...Uncle Jiang, you guys talk first, I'll go eat first..."

"Go, go, go."

Yuan Qiong also urged, "Hurry up and eat, and take Xiao Jiang outside for a stroll after eating."

"Mom...it's so cold today, and there's still snow everywhere outside, where are we going..."

"The people at the property are already cleaning.

It's so nice to go out to see the snow scene, and you can't breathe fresh air when you're stuck in the house all day.

All right, let's go eat. "

"……Yes."

Miss Jiang's originally radiant face instantly collapsed.

If Feng Beiting knew that she was on the road with another man, he wouldn't have picked her up!

Now that he's fine, he's still looking for trouble to fall ill, now that he has a reason to not commit the crime, he feels more at ease!
Thinking about it this way, Miss Jiang felt even heavier when she ate.

Swallowing it down one mouthful at a time, the expression on her face made Yan Mei mistakenly think that her cooking skills had regressed, and she tried to make something for her again.

Jiang Yimian hurriedly stopped her, "Hey...Auntie, it's not bad...

It is because it is so delicious that I eat slowly and want to savor it carefully. "

"That's it."

"Uh-huh."

But no matter how fine the food was, no matter how slow the food was, the meal would be finished at some point, in the end, Jiang Yimian walked out with Jiang Fengmian under the threat of his mother's eyes.

She didn't feel it when she was sitting in the room just now, but now that he stood up, she found that he was quite tall.

However, I always felt a little weak, as if the wind would blow me down.

Out of curiosity, Jiang Yimian asked him, "I just heard from my uncle that you are the editor of an online novel?"

Five seconds later—

Jiang Fengmian nodded slowly, "Yes."

"Then..." Jiang Yimian said after deliberation, "Do you have an author named Su Fu under your command?"

After about two or three seconds, a surprised expression gradually appeared on his face, "How do you know?!"

Jiang Yimian: "..."

This reflection arc is not only long, but also winding like the eighteen bends of a mountain road.

"So, you don't want the protagonist in her book to be named 'Jiang Fengmian'?"

After a few more seconds, he nodded slightly.

Jiang Yimian found strangely that she had already started to adapt to his rhythm.

"So that's how it is." Thinking about it, it was right, it was indeed a bit exciting for him to watch people in the virtual world being exposed under his own name.

But it's such a small world...

Miss Jiang was busy feeling in her heart, so she didn't say anything more.

She was silent, Jiang Fengmian was also silent, and the atmosphere froze.

The two walked on the road without saying a word, the cold wind was blowing, and the staff who were removing the snow from time to time fell on the two of them, making Ms. Jiang feel like she was mentally retarded.

"What are you talking about?" Jiang Mo suddenly ran over from not far away, bringing a cool breeze.

"Ah...it just so happens that Brother Fifth is here...

You go shopping first, my shoes seem to be wet, I'll go back and change a pair. "

After speaking, without giving them time to react, he ran away in a hurry, leaving only a series of neat little footprints on the snow.

Jiang Yimian reckoned that when she went back, Jiang Fengmian and the others should also go back, so she didn't go back to the house immediately, but took a small path and walked to the side.

There was no one here except a man in overalls shoveling snow.

"Happy New Year." She greeted each other with a smile.

He kept walking past the other party, but suddenly someone grabbed his hand from behind.

Startled, she raised her foot and stomped on the opponent's foot.

The man dragged her back two steps as if in pain, covered her mouth with his warm palm, and fell into the snowdrift together with her in his arms.

He was pressed down by her, with his arms tightly around her waist, and a gloomy voice came from above her head, "It's sunny after the snow, strolling in the garden, it's very romantic..."

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　　ps: Three more~
　　[Question: Did Fourth Young Master Feng fall ill again today? 】

　　A. no

　　B. committed a crime

　　C. Pretending to be sick

　　D. Being sick, but trying to pretend to be normal
　　I guess you all never guessed that the editor is Jiang Fengmian hahahahahaha~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)