Fei Jiang was making a fuss for a while, and seeing Chu Zheng's expression becoming more and more cold, he quickly retracted his magical skills and hugged her and kept silent.

The colorful light and shadow slid past the car window, and the endless night no longer seemed empty.

The car entered the bustling section and started to get traffic jams. It could not move half a meter for a few minutes.

Fei Jiang looked at the sidewalk outside and suddenly let go of Chu Zheng: "Wait for me to get off." He pushed open the car door and went down.

Chu Zheng wondered what Fei Jiang was doing, but she sat on the other side, and there was a driver in front of her, so she couldn't go and see it blatantly.

Two minutes later, Fei Jiang returned to the car.

Holding a bunch of candied haws and a balloon in hand.

"What are you doing?"

Fei Jiang raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Other children have them, of course my children should have them too."

Chu Zheng: "??" Who is the child? I don't want to get out of bed tonight, right?

Fei Jiang pushed her chin out the window. On the sidewalk, there were young couples snuggling with each other. The girl was holding cute cartoon balloons and candied haws in her hands, and was talking to the boy beside her with smiles.

Chu Zheng thought about something.

Fei Jiang wrapped the balloon string on Chu Zheng's finger, and then opened the packaging on the candied haws.

"ah……"

"Not to eat." Chu Zheng refused.

Only children eat it!

I won't eat it!

Fei Jiang: "..."

Fei Jiang, who was unfavorable to go to the army, did not give up.

"Try one."

Chu Zheng shook her head firmly.

Fei Jiang used all kinds of methods and was almost acting coquettish, but Chu Zheng held on and was not shaken.

"If you eat, I can..." Fei Jiang leaned into Chu Zheng's ear and whispered a few words.

Chu Zheng Yu Guang glanced at him and finally opened his mouth and bit one.

She had just bitten the hawthorn and kissed her after all the time. The sour and sweet taste spread.

Chu Zheng probably ate less than one of the candied haws, and was run away by Fei Jiangjuan.

He was embarrassed to eat by himself, did he deliberately?

The car moved slowly, and Chu Zheng was swept to the sidewalk and a couple was playing by. The balloon was not held firmly and slowly rose to the night sky.

-

After the butler finished the morning preparations, he took a look at the time: "Have you not got up yet with Mr. Mo?"

"No."

The butler thought about it and just as he was about to go upstairs, he saw his husband yawning downstairs.

Fei Jiang's hair was messy and ignored her, and the corners of her eyes were slightly red.

"Sir, haven't you had a good rest?" the butler asked thoughtfully: "Your eyes are a little swollen. Do you need me to apply it to you?"

Fei Jiang rubbed his fingertips through the end of his eyes: "Is it swollen?"

The butler nodded.

It's obvious.

Fei Jiang asked the butler to come over with a mirror.

He took the mirror and looked at it, and suddenly lay down on the table: "I won't go to the company today."

"But sir, you have important things today..."

The butler seemed to have thought of something and did not continue to say: "Okay sir."

He stood beside him, looking like he wanted to speak but stopped.

"There's something else?"

“…”

"No." The butler sighed in his heart, today...

The butler turned around and informed the assistant, and the servants delivered breakfast one after another.

Fei Jiang put down the mirror and asked someone to find sunglasses to wear it, then he started having breakfast.

When Chu Zheng came down, she saw such a scene.

The man was wearing home clothes, his hair was messy, and he ate breakfast with a toad glasses - he looked like a lunatic.

Chu Zheng tapped his forehead.

No fever...

"What?" Fei Jiang's voice was lazy, with a long tail sound, and inexplicably a little seductive.

"What are you wearing sunglasses early in the morning?"

Fei Jiang hooked his sunglasses with his fingertips, pulled them down and showed Chu Zheng his eyes.

Chu Zheng silently helped him up to the sunglasses.

The butler appeared like a ghost and put down a bowl of things that didn't look very delicious.

This bowl of things happened to be placed between Chu Zheng and Fei Jiang, and the two looked at each other at the same time.

The butler moved the bowl to Fei Jiang's side.

Chu Zheng lowered her head and continued to eat.

"What's this?"

The butler: "Sir, this is to replenish qi and blood."

“…”

What does he need to make up for? He is in great health!

Fei Jiang looked over to Chu Zheng, who clenched his fists silently and made a gesture of cheering for a blank expression.

“…”

The butler didn't think Fei Jiang was in good health. Since Miss Mo moved in, the butler has been even more worried.

"Sir, this is not bad, it is sweet." The butler knew his husband's virtues well.

Fei Jiang was angry: "If you don't drink, I have no health problems!"

"I'll eat it." Chu Zheng put down the knife and fork, got up and went to the garden outside.

As soon as Chu Zheng left, Fei Jiang almost turned over the table: "Did you mean it?"

"Sir, even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about Miss Mo, right?" The butler lowered his head and was very respectful.

“…”

Fei Jiang looked out the window.

It's just right here to have a garden. Chu Zheng stood in the flowerbed and looked like she was making a phone call.

The dawn light outlines the graceful curves of the girl, and her whole body seems to be covered with a layer of soft light.

The swaying branches have become her foil.

-

Chu Zheng hung up the phone and looked back. Fei Jiang hugged her head and left the dining table, as if she was annoyed by the butler.

There was that bowl on the table.

She was far away and didn't know if the things inside were still there.

Fei Jiang did not go to the company, and worked in the study himself, while Chu Zheng was reading books beside him.

Fei Jiang made some noise from time to time and asked Chu Zheng to see him.

Whenever this happened, Fei Jiang would smile and didn't say anything, as if she just wanted to smile at her.

Chu Zheng: "..."

Neuropathy.

But every time she would look back at him.

After processing the documents, Fei Jiang walked to the window and stretched his waist, stretched halfway through, and suddenly stopped.

Fei Jiang turned his head and pointed out the window: "What are they doing?"
To be continued...