Last night, there was also a light rain in the provincial capital, and the temperature dropped slightly this morning. However, for the same autumn rain, different people have completely different feelings.

Because of the autumn rain last night, Li Fangcheng felt a bone-broken cold.

But for Feng Yiping, who was moving and preparing to go out for morning exercise, the quiet wind in front of him made him feel refreshed.

Such a cooler weather can make people feel the vitality and vitality clearly and clearly feel their existence as an individual.

At the same time, after the nourishment of the light rain, the flowers and plants nearby and the green trees in the distance became a little more energetic.

Objectively speaking, Li Fangcheng felt that the coldness was so heartbroken, but it was not because of the autumn rain, but because of the huge blow and depression brought by the dream about to be destroyed. In other words, it was not cold, it was pain, heartache.

Of course, Feng Yiping couldn't understand whether it was cold or painful. After only a few steps, he felt warm and smiled and greeted the people he met on the road.

After confirming that Feng Yiping really moved in, the residents here were still quite happy. At least, this also indirectly confirmed their vision and vaguely increased the value of this villa area, or their value.

"My neighbor is the richest man," this is also a very stylish self-pride and show-off.

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"It's better to wear more clothes," Mei Jianzhong instructed her when she saw that her grandson was still wearing T-shirts and shorts.

Before the heating was turned on, he put on his sweater and sat in the kitchen to help wipe the shredded potatoes. He was like this, and he was always idle.

"Grandpa, it's not cold, it's hot when it's booming," Feng Yiping drank the glass of warm milk on the table.

Feng Zhenchang was knitting the noodles. This morning, he was preparing to make hand-rolled noodles. He always said to his son's behavior of getting up early and exercising, "I'm in the woods. Every morning, the exercise effect is much better than running a few laps with your hands empty. I told me that this is the case in the city. Many things are not at ease. The main thing I care about is that, and I don't like these."

The richest man's father still often confuses the two things of labor and exercise. Perhaps in his opinion, these two things are the same destination, but in most people's eyes, these are completely different and irrelevant things.

"You always say these strange things. If you are a turtle, you want your son to follow you. Do you find a piece of land here?" Mei Qiuping, who was frying the poached egg, immediately said to him. The couple usually opens the day in this way.

Yes, Lao Ma, the richest man, also thinks that these two things have the same effect.

"Go and take a shower and change your clothes, breakfast will be ready soon," she said to her son.

“Okay,”

There are many people, and the house is lively and warm.

However, my sister didn't come back last night. Feng Yiping guessed that she was really afraid that her parents would teach her ideological and political classes.

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The best part of the hand-rolled noodles made at home is that the soup is sticky, rich and sweet, so delicious that it doesn’t need to add any condiments. In other words, no condiments can make such a taste. Compared with it, all the soups that can be eaten outside will make you feel as soft as watery.

The taste was so delicious with a slightly spicy green and red pepper shredded potato shreds! Feng Yiping ate three bowls in a row with a refreshing feeling, and it was still a bit unsatisfied. He was so hot that he felt that he would take a shower later.

"Eat slowly, why can't you change your temper?" Feng Zhenchang said to his son again.

When I was a child, the dining table was the main position for my parents to educate Feng Yiping, and now it is no exception. However, these words now have no educational meaning, and are more concerned.

"When will you go home?" he asked his son.

"It will take about a week," Feng Yiping said, "it will take three or five days at the earliest."

"It's not that you are urging you to go home, the key is that you always have to go to Jingping's house early,"

"I know," Feng Yiping said immediately. Huang Jingping didn't come back this time, so he had to stay at Huang Jingping's parents' house.

Of course, some things have to be said carefully, and Huang Jingping can't take the blame for him.

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Just after seven o'clock, Feng Yiping arrived at the hotel, as if he had made an appointment. As soon as the car drove into the basement, the light rain started again, and the autumn rain continued, which was the time.

The room was very quiet. It seemed that the three of them had not yet gotten up. There was still a faint sweetness of wine in the air. Feng Yiping saw the bottle of red wine left on the coffee table. OK, these people were really comfortable last night!

The misty rain outside and the room was too quiet, which made Feng Yiping feel a little sleepy. He shook his head, turned on the computer, and began to process the emails sent from the United States to the evening.

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It always makes people fall in love with the bed more. When you wake up occasionally, the subtle sound of rain will make you sleep more peacefully. At the same time, it is like a lullaby, saying to you, "Sleep, sleep, sleep with peace of mind,"

Before going to bed last night, I drank some wine with Jin Ling. I woke up a few times in the middle and hypnotized Yu Sheng several times. When Fang Yingzhi finally opened her eyes, she felt so comfortable sleeping. The bed here was also really comfortable, but she always felt a little uneasy. What's the matter?

After looking at the light from the curtains, she immediately realized what was uneasy. She sat up and looked at her phone. Fortunately, it was 7:20! Although it was more than 40 minutes later than usual, it was still early to go to work at 8:50.

She rubbed her eyes and went to the bathroom with her hands and feet. When she came out, she still covered her mouth and yawned, but suddenly, she felt like she was being lit up, and she was frozen there. Is the one sitting at the table and the computer sitting in front of the table? When did he come? Why didn't I see it when I came out of the room? Did he see me?

Thinking of this, she immediately hugged her chest.

The pajamas I bought downstairs yesterday and were quickly cleaned by the laundry department. The point is that this silk pajamas are sexy and as thin as a cicada wing. Although it is not a vacuum inside, there are naturally no underwear on it. He must have seen this!

Fang Yingzhi's face immediately turned red and she stood there for a while. Seeing Feng Yiping still focused on working on the computer, she seemed to have not noticed this place at all. Then she lowered her head, wishing she could lower her head to her stomach and trot back to the room.

Leaning behind the door, she felt a little breathless. Although she, who guessed Feng Yiping's wealth at the beginning, deliberately showed off in front of Feng Yiping several times, but how could she be as big as today?

If it were her in the past, she might have stayed outside for a while just now, but how could she do such a thing? Now she just feels ashamed!

She immediately rushed into the mirror in front of the table to look. Do I have eye poop? Is my hair so messy that I can’t see it?

Oops, it's true!

As soon as she entered the door, the door next door opened. Wu Qian was wearing pajamas similar to her style, yawning her hands along her hair, and then staying there half open, which was very funny. The next moment, she retreated like a gust of wind and slammed the door with a "clang".

After a while, Jin Ling, wearing a black dress, lowered her head and pulled the skirt, walked out of the other room and stood at the door, "Yingzhi, help me pull the zipper. When I tried it on yesterday, I didn't feel that it was so difficult today?"

"Yingzhi, have you gotten up?" She closed her eyes and tried hard, then felt that the zipper was gently pulled up and the shoulder was patted.

"Huh," she breathed a sigh of relief, "I want to get out,"

"A little cold, do you have a coat?" Why is this a male voice?

"Ah!" Jin Ling shouted, and immediately understood who this hateful guy was, "Why is it you?"

Feng Yiping walked back to the table with a blank expression, "You can also call me Lei Feng,"

"You guys have breakfast, I'll have something to do if I go down,"

Jin Ling couldn't react for a moment. The zipper he pulled just now was the one he pulled! That wasn't at least a quarter of it being seen!

Or one-third? Plus what he has seen before is, is that that close to two-thirds?

Just when she was still struggling with these numbers, Feng Yiping had already walked out.

"Ah!" Jin Ling shouted again, but this time, it was not because of the fright, but because of depression. Why did this little devil take advantage of it again!

"Mr. Jin, what's wrong?" Fang Yingzhi, dressed in neatly, walked out with an expression of not understanding what was going on.

"Mr. Jin, morning," Wu Qian also put on her clothes and walked out, looking as if nothing had happened.

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Feng Yiping did not go downstairs. He walked to the end of the corridor, pulled up the ventilation window, and blew the cool breeze, hoping to calm himself down, who was a little boiling.

He has a very good vision now, and both eyes are still 3:00, so he didn't miss this unexpected benefit in the morning, but he really couldn't stay in the room anymore. If he stayed there, he really couldn't control the power of the vastness in his body. (To be continued.)

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