Rebirth Business Woman: Major General, You Have Lost Again

To say that the most difficult thing about scouts in the world is that they are too good at walking, they walk silently, and they often gossip behind their backs, and they may have listened to the whole process behind their backs.

At this time, Fang Kong stood in the shadow of the door for a long time and listened to so many Feng Yan.

The man's breath is indifferent, and he can freeze a person into a popsicle during the dog days. Now he is stuck under the shadow of a tree, and his heart can be frozen and shrunk.

Fang Kong quickly got goosebumps all over his body, recalling that there was nothing wrong with his words and deeds just now, so he honestly shut his mouth and concentrated on staring at the grilled chicken wings on the shelf, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, so he secretly opened it again. Eyelids looked over, only one glance was frightened again.

People living in the army and the army are extremely quick in all aspects of their actions. They fold tofu cubes in ten seconds, put on clothes in twenty seconds, and take a bath in thirty seconds. All daily life is done in the way of fighting.

But just now Feng Yan went upstairs to take a bath, but it took a full half an hour. At this moment, the tips of her hair were slightly moist and she stepped into her eyes. The still water droplets reflected the sunlight like a layer of fine starlight. Shirt and black trousers, but the first-class brand texture of the clothes still highlights the tall and long legs. The whole person stands out from the crowd and is so handsome that people lose their souls.

Other people around also noticed his arrival. After all, as long as you don't deliberately restrain your aura, it's hard not to notice such a man.

But it doesn't matter if the aura is strong, but they are handsome and handsome, and they are taller than others, as if God deliberately created them to stimulate the same sex.

Until a pair of long legs stepped over the bench and sat next to Qin Qing as a matter of course, the latter glanced sideways, and his eyes fell on the well-tailored clothes, slightly surprised.

"Qin Qing, it's ready, try it." Luo Zihang slapped a few bunches of vegetables over, but stared at Feng Yan with some hostility.

"Qingqing, eat mine, mine is fine, eat them all, eat more." This time Song Ruye rarely united front with his enemy, mainly because he felt sorry for his friend who was left to starve.

As a result, the moment she opened her mouth, it was as if someone had touched someone's nerve switch. Before the girl accepted her kindness, Feng Yan took away the plate of oily and crispy vegetables without hesitation.

The two people on the opposite side were stunned when they saw what was returned, and the next second they didn't want to go berserk.

Luo Zihang felt that someone was targeting someone on purpose, while Song Ruye thought that the other party was blatantly abusing and abusing him.

However, "The wound is not healed, so it's forbidden to be greasy and spicy." Feng Yan said with a deadpan expression, rather than explaining to the person opposite, it was more like persuading the girl next to him. In the end, his voice paused, as if coaxing a child Ban added: "If you want to eat, I'll get it."

After finishing speaking, Aunt Mei brought a newly unpacked smokeless grill from the house, connected it to the power supply, and started working independently in a piece of original ecological barbecue.

The two young people who were on the verge of a volcanic eruption just froze on the spot, staring wide-eyed. Looking at the unremarkable smokeless oven in front of them, no amount of anger could be vented.

Feng Yan also made exactly the same vegetarian food, spread it out on the baking tray and put a piece of oil-absorbing paper on it, and then stared at the food inside, sitting upright, with a serious expression on his face, making people think that what was baked inside was not vegetables, but delicacies. .

After a little bit of baking, she was handed to Qin Qing on a paper plate. She thought that everyone should be able to be independent, so she took a fork and was about to start, but was cut off halfway.

"You can't move your wrist for a month." Feng Yan frowned and disapproved. He had been injured for a hundred days, and one month was already the biggest concession he had made.

Qin Qing twitched her eyebrows, feeling that she had already cultivated her skin, so she could only give up the initiative, "Okay."

So the two young men on the opposite side watched helplessly as the man with broad palms pinched a delicate fork, carefully rolled the long strips of vegetables into tiny balls, and finally fed them into the girl's mouth. His eyes stared intently at her.

"...delicious." Qin Qing swallowed the food and commented.

"Yeah." The man finally moved his eyes away, quickly put down the paper plate and turned around to continue to cook the food, "Eat more if it tastes good."

Although his face was expressionless and his tone was still cold, no matter how he looked at it, he looked like a certain kind of sight that a dog had asked for praise and couldn't wait to show.

Qin Qing saw the surprise and uncertainty on the faces of the others, but she just pursed her lips and remained silent.

Since the announcement of Aman's new identity, her family's guardian seemed to feel that her status was threatened. She even wanted to get involved in cooking. She posted three posts on the post bar asking for recipes, and looked at her intently after each meal.

She didn't understand it at first, and it took a long time to understand the guardian's current sensitivity and need to be affirmed.

So in broad daylight and under the bright sky, everyone in the garden just watched the ruthless man carry out the feeding business, and the girl would eat as much as he fed, full of support.

In addition to being shocked, the two young people who were sitting across from each other and being beaten head-on by tons of dog food also felt that the picture was particularly harmonious.

But the more harmonious, the more depressed the two felt.

Song Ruye poked at the leaves of the vegetables on the plate, and ate the tasteless one after another, looking into the baking tray from time to time, and couldn't help muttering, "It's not delicious like that..."

She pursed her mouth and wanted to cry, feeling that her little cabbage had been bullied, and the other party was not a pig, but a handsome guy with excellent hardware and software.

Facing Feng Yan's face, which is at the top of the beauty rankings, she simply couldn't open her eyes and talk nonsense.

Luo Zihang was aggrieved at first, after all, the relationship between him and Feng Yan was really not friendly, but looking at Song Ruye, who was always energetic beside him, with his little head buried, he felt pitiful.

Realizing that he really wanted to reach out and touch his opponent's head, Luo Zihang was frightened into a cold sweat, tried hard to restrain his restless body, but his memory skipped the channel and remembered what happened in the corridor at the pool party that night.

After that, Song Ruye pushed him away and scolded him for being a pervert for several days, so Luo Zihang gave up the idea of ​​pursuing him.

He likes Qin Qing, but kisses someone who seems to be Qin Qing, so he doesn't have the face to confess his love.

Poor young master Luo's bumpy love journey, with nine twists and eighteen turns, is so sad that it can be compiled into a book.

"Qingqing, is it delicious? I want to eat one too." Song Ruye, who couldn't beat Xiaoqiang's spirits, slumped for a few minutes before regrouping.

She didn't dare to start a conversation with Feng Yan, so she resorted to a devious policy to go to the girl.

As a result, before Qin Qing had time to refuse, she saw that the man had generously distributed the food.