MTL - Midnight Cinderella-Chapter 16 Sixteenth night

After Feng Feng finished speaking, he regretted it. This is too diligent. If you are scared, it will be bad. He was trying to find a step for himself. Jiang Dian was teased by him: "The next time I eat seafood, I must call you."

Feng Jing saw her smile and took a sigh of relief, and she laughed again: "I am joking."

He really wants to eat with Jiang Han, but eating means taking off his mask, which means his identity is exposed.

The two are preparing to go upstairs and come out to a resident. She and Jiang Dye seem to be very familiar. When they meet, they say hello: "Xiaojiang, have you gone to collect food?"

"Yeah, this time the tomato grows well, Wang Jie, do you want to take two back?"

Wang Jie and Jiang Dian are old neighbors. When the old house here has not been demolished, the two families live in the same building. Later, the developers bought the land to repair the new property, and Jiang dyed parents re-buy the house outside. After the repair of the pillow water township, they were too lazy to move back, Jiang Dian alone lived here.

When Wang Sister went to Jiang Dian, the probe looked at the pocket she was holding: "You tomato is really cute, very red."

When Feng Jing saw the two of them chat, they took the initiative to say: "I will go up first."

Jiang dyed his head and looked at him. He nodded to him: "Okay."

Feng Jing took the vegetables that Jiang Dian gave him into the elevator. Wang sister glanced at his back and whispered back to Jiang Dian: "Are you familiar with Mr. Feng?"

Jiang Diandao: "Alright, what?"

"Hey, I always feel that this Mr. Feng has a problem." Wang Jie’s voice was lighter, and even the look was a bit serious. "He has been moving for a while, but he always wears a mask and a hat. No one has ever seen his face."

Jiang Diandao: "Oh, this, Mr. Feng said that he has a cold."

"He said that you believe." Wang sister looked at Jiang dye a little worried. "Xiao Jiang, don't blame me for a lot of things. You are a young girl who lives alone and grows so beautiful. It is easy to be remembered." On this. Mr. Feng, mysterious, you have to keep a few more eyes."

Jiang Diandao: "I am not alone. I still have a dog."

"Hey, you are a little dirt dog, what is the use of the top? It is estimated that Mr. Feng can fly it with one foot." Wang Jie thought of this scene and couldn’t help but marry her. "In short, don't walk with him." It’s too close, it’s not like a good person.”

Jiang dyed and smiled and did not answer. She took out two tomatoes from her pocket and stuffed them into the hands of Wang Jie: "Sister Wang, you can eat these two tomatoes."

"Ah, that's good, thank you." Wang Jie said goodbye to her, and went outside the community.

Jiang dyed a pocket of vegetables into the elevator, thoughtful.

The newly moved Mr. Feng, there are indeed many doubts on his body. Although the clothes he wears are very low-key, Jiang Dian is a dry-buy, and there are many luxury brands in contact. She can see that all he wears is A valuable brand. However, she never seemed to see him going out to work. What did Mr. Feng do? Rich second generation? But why should a rich second generation rent a house here?

Wang Jie’s suspicion is not without reason, but Jiang Dian feels that Mr. Feng is not a bad person.

The first step of Feng Jing did not know that he had been classified as a "bad person" by his neighbors. He is now full of joy and just wants to climb Weibo to show off the vegetables that Jiang Dian gave him.

However, Jiang Dian will definitely recognize him.

How to do it? Feng Jingwei frowned and meditated.

Ah, yes.

He took the vegetables one by one, then washed his hands and started cutting vegetables. Because Michelle often cooks for him here, the ingredients in the refrigerator are also very abundant. He took some vegetables from the refrigerator and cut them together. Then he dipped some salad dressing on it, and a bowl of vegetable salad was done.

Looking at his masterpiece, Feng Jing feels that he is really a genius. This way Jiang dye can't see it!

He took a photo of the vegetable salad and passed it on Weibo.

Feng Jing V: Mixed with a vegetable salad, it looks pretty good [glutton]

Although there is no self-portrait, fans are still very much to buy a message below.

"Ah, ah, I’m always mixing salads, I want to eat!"

“Is it always losing weight recently? Is this at night?”

"Hungry."

"Hahahaha, the first time I saw someone adding green peppers to a vegetable salad, hahaha!"

"Ah, the prince will even cook! The man who cooks is the most embarrassed!"

"Today's dinner [picture]"

Feng Jing sat at the table and looked at Weibo while eating a salad. Ah, the vegetables that Jiang dyed were really delicious than Michelle bought from the supermarket.

Michelle seemed to be inductive, and he quickly called him to express his condolences: "Fang, do you only eat salad this evening?"

Feng Jingdao: "Of course not. I will do it myself later, you will not have to come over."

"Well, I will have Dr. Zhang tomorrow morning. I will pick you up at 9:00."

When I heard Dr. Zhang’s three words, Feng Jing had some headaches: “I know, how long does the psychiatrist have to watch?”

Michelle said: "Qin Dong said that you can sleep without relying on drugs."

Feng Jing: "..."

It depends on when the Heavenly Master who traveled around the world came back.

Jiang Dye is brushing the Weibo's Weibo this time. It hasn't come up for several days. Today, when she heard the special warning, she couldn't help but climb up and take a look.

Feng Jing did not make a self-portrait and did not send a video. Jiang dyes a sigh of relief and is somewhat lost.

However, she was quickly attracted to the vegetable salad on the screen, and the seal may have added a filter. The color of the salad looks extraordinarily delicious. And from the picture, his knife is not bad, the cut lotus white silk is fine and even.

Oh, or she will mix a vegetable salad tonight.

This idea made Jiang Dian think that he was back to the age of eighteen. He always thought that he and the idol did the same thing and ate the same thing as if he were closer to him.

She laughed at herself and went to mix the salad.

The next day, Michelle came to see Dr. Zhang's treatment room on time. Dr. Zhang talked happily about the heart for half an hour. When Feng Jing came back, he saw a familiar person standing in front of the community.

... This is not a distant brother!

Because he did not appear for a long time, Feng Jing almost forgot this person, and now he suddenly appeared here, do not have to be sure to wait for Jiang dye.

He asked Michelle to park his car next to He Zhiyuan and open the door and go down.

He Zhiyuan looked a little nervous, constantly tidying up his tie, and finally took care of his hair in the rearview mirror. Feng Jing walked slowly in front of him, his eyes staying on him.

Judging from the brand of the car he drives, he should be the management of the company, the income is not bad, but not mixed with the executives. However, his age seems to be similar to himself, and he should still be more promising. Looks like it, compared with yourself, it can only be considered a sloppy, tall, okay, but also a few centimeters shorter than himself.

Feng Jing felt that he did not lose to him in all aspects, but he saved the second yellow and brushed a high impression score in Jiang Dian.

Because his eyes were too focused, He Zhiyuan finally looked back at him.

This eye made him scream at the gods. It was not that the masks and hats on the face were too strange, but even wearing masks and hats could not stop his sharp edge.

He Zhiyuan is planning in the game company. Because of the company's publicity activities, he has also met many stars... Yes, the gas field in front of this person is very similar to those big stars, even if they wear the lowest tone, walk in the crowd. It is also the most conspicuous one.

Is he a star? But why did the star appear here?

"Hey, Mr. Feng, are you going out?"

Jiang Dian’s voice interrupted the thoughts of the two men. They both turned their heads and looked at the river. Feng Jing’s eyes bent and smiled and looked at her: “No, I just came back. Are you going out?”

"Yes." I don't know why, Jiang Su suddenly felt a little guilty. She licked her lips and introduced him. "This is my friend, we are going out to eat."

"Oh." Feng Jing's gaze fell on He Zhiyuan, more fierce than just now, "Your boyfriend?"

"No." Jiang Dian now has more ambiguity than the guilty conscience.

He Zhiyuan saw Feng Jing always looking at himself and took the initiative to reach out to him: "Hello."

Feng Jing also reached out and gestured to him with a symbolic gesture: "Hello." He quickly retracted his hand and looked at Jiang Dian: "Then I will go back first, not bothering you."

"Okay, goodbye." Jiang Dian told him goodbye, watching him walk into the community door before he got on the bus. Fasten the seat belt, she handed the gift prepared in the bag to He Zhiyuan: "Happy birthday."

He Zhiyuan looked down and smiled and accepted it: "Thank you." He originally wanted to say that you can come and accompany me to dinner. I am very happy, but when I say it, I swallowed it back. He is afraid that Jiang Dye will be jealous.

"Do you really come to the party this evening?" He Zhiyuan asked if he didn't want to.

Jiang Diandao: "Well, I am really sorry, I have more work in my hand recently." He Zhiyuan was about to attend her birthday party at night, but there must be a lot of his friends and colleagues at the birthday party. Feeling that it was inconvenient to go, I found an excuse to go out alone with him at noon.

Her mind is much more and more guessed, but he is particularly patient in dealing with Jiang Dye. He and her stay at the right distance, will not make her feel burdened, and will not be in contact with her.

However, Mr. Feng, who suddenly appeared today, made him care.

"Mr. Feng, who was just at the door, is your neighbor?"

"Well, he is new."

He Zhiyuan slightly dagger: "His surname seal?"

Jiang dyed and laughed: "Mr. Feng certainly has a surname."

He Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh, and then a name flashed through his mind.

If there is an artist who mentions the surname, most people will only have one name in the first place -

Feng Jing.