Mr. Feng's sickly daily life

Chapter 201
In fact, Su Fu couldn't be blamed for this.

When they investigated Jiang Lan, they paid more attention to his personality and work. Although they also knew about his preferences, she knew about his obvious characteristics like his cleanliness, and she didn't care about such subtle things as whether to eat spicy food focus on.

Or it should be said that what she paid most attention to was his face.

"Then what do you want to eat? I'll treat you to another meal after going to the hospital later."

Jiang Lan shook his head, slightly closed his eyelids, "I don't have much appetite."

"Oh……"

Thinking that he is sick, it is indeed not suitable for eating big fish and meat, it is better to be light.

Thinking of "blandness", Su Fu couldn't help thinking of the plots of novels he had written. Usually, another character in the story would say, "I'll make some porridge for you to drink."

Su Fu felt that she should express the same way.

After all, Jiang Lan's cold was caught by her, and she also proposed to eat the Jiugongge hot pot yesterday, no matter how you think about it, she is ashamed of him.

and--

The high-cold prosecutor who was sick, wondered if there would be any unexpected contrast, so Su Fu resolutely recommended himself.

"How about I cook porridge for you?"

Jiang Lan's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes, "Do you know how to cook?"

"It's not cooking, it's cooking porridge." These are two projects.

"..."

Jiang Lan felt that Su Fu's words were worthy of scrutiny.

But thinking that her intentions were good, he narrowed his eyes and gave a soft "hmm", not as flat as before, with a brisk tone and a hint of a smile.

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After Jiang Yimian sent Lin Qian home, she rushed to the police station without even entering the door. She didn't return home with Jiang Zhuo until after get off work in the afternoon.

It turned out to see an unexpected "guest" at home.

"Little aunt, you're back!" Sitting in Feng Beiting's arms, Jiang Nuo raised a big smile at her, "Little uncle is as good at Rubik's Cube as you are!"

Jiang Yimian looked at Feng Beiting who was sitting cross-legged on the carpet, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

When did you come?

Is it so casual for him to come to her house now, the kind that doesn't need to say hello to her in advance.

Feng Beiting looked up at her, with the same innocent smile as Jiang Nuo's, bright and charming, "I'm back."

Jiang Yimian: "..."

She seemed to see four large characters on his face: enter the room!
"Why didn't you tell me when you came here?"

She pretended to be fierce and stared at him, but this scene changed in Yan Mei's eyes.

She came over and poked Jiang Yimian's forehead lightly and scolded, "Why are you talking to Bei Ting!

This is my own home, come here whenever you want. "

"Thank you auntie."

"Xiao Mian, it's Jiang Jiang messing around, and he secretly called Bei Ting regardless of whether he was busy or not." Lin Qian's smile was mixed with apology, "I didn't pay attention to my phone in my bag, and only found the call record when I came back. "

Hearing this, Jiang Yimian crouched in front of Jiang Nuo with her knees hugged, and asked him, "Why do you suddenly remember to call little uncle?"

"It wasn't all of a sudden." The little guy shook his head seriously and corrected her statement, "I've always missed little uncle."

"Oh, this little sycophant." Jiang Zhuo held his forehead with an expression that he couldn't stand him.

Seeing Jiang Nuo watching Feng Beiting play with the Rubik's Cube intently, Yan Mei beckoned Jiang Yimian and the others to go over, and said in a low voice, "Xu Hui came shortly after you left in the morning, but Jiang Jiang was afraid of her and kept hiding behind me. Ken communicated with her.

Later, he went to the bathroom, and Bei Ting came a short while after he came out. He probably called Bei Ting at that time. "

"He's pretty smart, he knows who will talk to him." Jiang Mo couldn't help laughing.

"Let's eat first, and we'll talk after we finish."

As soon as he heard that dinner was ready, Jiang Nuo ran to the restaurant in a hurry.

Feng Beiting followed him slowly with a smile on his face, but was dragged aside by Jiang Yimian, "Come here!"

"what happened?"

"I just said yesterday that you had a cold, and you came to my house alive and kicking today, isn't that just a slap in the face!"

"Mianmian..." Feng Beiting frowned slightly.

"what?"

"I have a cold, not a terminal illness, it can be cured."

"..."

Lier is such a rationale, but it's not about this matter.

Looking at the dining room with her head poking around, Jiang Yimian punched him on the chest with her "little iron fist", "Brother, don't forget that you are the boss of the boss company, are you too free?" ?”

"I'm the idle boss."

"..."

A typical example of not being ashamed but proud.

"Xiao Mian! Stop whispering, come over for dinner!" Yan Mei interrupted their conversation with a "wow" in the restaurant.

Feng Beiting held her hand, smiled softly and dotingly, "Okay, okay, okay, I will try to keep myself busy in the future."

"It's more or less..." Only then was Miss Jiang satisfied, she stood on her tiptoes and quickly kissed him on the cheek, and happily went to eat dinner hand in hand with him.

Looking at the intimate figures of the two of them, Jiang Mo felt like gnashing his teeth.

That's his sister!
his!

Because of this subtle hostility towards Feng Beiting, after dinner, Jiang Mo suddenly took out two large photo albums to show off to Feng Beiting, with a smug smile on his face, "This whole book is Xiao Mian You must have never seen the photos when you were young."

Jiang Yimian listened, secretly thinking Fifth Brother, you are too naive.

As a pervert, how could he not be an idiot?

I don't know if it was to satisfy Jiang Mo's vanity, or if he really missed Jiang Yimian when he was a child, Feng Beiting watched obsessively, the light in his eyes was as gentle as water.

"This picture is when she first entered kindergarten." Some children would cry when they first entered kindergarten, but Xiao Mian couldn't.

In the photo, the little girl is wearing a sky blue suspender skirt and a little yellow hat, and she is smiling brightly at the camera. The scissors hands on her cheeks are white and tender, like egg whites.

"It was her birthday when she was five years old...

And this one!During the New Year, dress yourself up as a blessing character doll! "

Jiang Mo showed Feng Beiting one by one, not forgetting to share with him the childhood time of their brother and sister, which as an "outsider" he would never be able to get involved in.

He originally thought that Feng Beiting would be very envious or jealous, but who knew that he performed flawlessly throughout the whole process, questioning at the right time, and being extremely supportive, making Jiang Mo feel like he had punched the cotton, feeling powerless.

But Jiang Zhuo who was sitting next to him couldn't help shaking his head and laughing.

Feng Beiting seemed to be looking at it seriously, but the pair of paws resting on his knees moved from time to time. If he read it correctly, he should have walked along a few photos just now.

Only that idiot Ah Mo hasn't found out yet!
Originally, Feng Beiting stole a few photos and accepted them as soon as they were good, but man, even if he likes to make progress, even Feng Beiting, who is as smart as Feng Beiting, can't escape this iron law.

Or it should be said that as long as Jiang Yimian is involved, he will always be unable to maintain a normal IQ to do things.

Because of his insatiable greed, he stole photos so much that even Yan Mei and the others forgot to chat and just stared at him and Jiang Mo.

When the latter was about to show off the next book to him, he closed this book and wanted to take it to the side, but he weighed a large photo album in his hand, with a suspicious expression on his face.

no...

Why is this album so light?
Turning to a page casually, Jiang Mo looked at the white page in front of him, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Where's my baby photo?!"

Jiang Zhuo coughed while suppressing a smile.

Looking at Feng Beiting who was sitting on the sofa with an innocent face and motionless, Jiang Mo finally sensed that something was wrong. He pulled him up from the sofa, and saw many colorful photos fluttering from his body Yang fell down, and the scene was once spectacular and embarrassing.

Seeing this, Jiang Yimian and Jiang Zhuo couldn't bear it anymore, the siblings hugged each other and laughed.

Jiang Mo's face was black.

On the other hand, Feng Beiting, who was clearly the culprit, leaned over to pick up the photos one by one with a calm expression on his face, brushing the almost non-existent dust with his fingertips, looking cautious.

When the theft failed, Fourth Young Master Feng thought of the normal means, "I want these pictures of Mianmian."

When Jiang Mo heard this, he almost lost his anger.

Listen, this is a human language!

Not one, not two, but "these"...

This is to prepare and not leave him a single one.

Before Jiang Mo could refuse, Feng Beiting threw out the bait first, "Fifth brother, I heard from Mianmian that you are very good at playing games, why don't we compare.

If you lose, just give me the photo. "

"I lost?!" Jiang Mo's fighting spirit was instantly aroused, "You first agree on what to do if you lose!"

"I won't lose."

Jiang Mo: Ahhhhhhhhh! ! ! ! ! !
He's going to be pissed off.

"Come on!" Life and death are bearish, if you don't accept it, just do it!

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　　ps: Three more~
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　　[Question: Who will win the game? 】

　　A. Feng Simi
　　B. Jiang Mo

　　C. A draw
　　
　
(End of this chapter)