The villa purchased by Feng Jue was developed in the early years of Universal's heyday. It is surrounded by mountains and has a small lake in the middle.

Mr. Feng sat in the car, glanced at it from a distance, and asked the driver to drive.

"Father, where are we going? Aren't we going back?"

Old Man Feng glared at him: "All the servants in the house are here, go back? Go back to drink the northwest wind? Go and call Feng Dongyang and say I'm here."

At this time, Feng Fu was in the fruit shop to fight Lou Jiefeng, and Luo Yanrong went out. The two of them called fruit and settled accounts, and they were surprisingly harmonious.

When all the guests were gone, Father Feng was typing with his mobile phone, Lou Jiefeng asked him, "Are you listening to me?"

Father Feng didn't lift his head and said, "Don't talk, I'm busy."

Lou Jiefeng asked what he was doing, and Feng Fu said that he was negotiating with one of the fans about changing his name.

Lou Jiefeng was at a loss when he heard it, and stretched his head to look.

Dongyang, who knows his mistakes and can change them: "please change the ID name, it's too rude to look at."

Dongyang, who is a good horse and doesn't eat grass, said, "Is this guy breaking the law?"

Dongyang, who knows his mistakes and can correct them: "This is easy to cause misunderstandings. Do you understand the misunderstanding? You can call it 'Dongyang who has loved you for ten thousand years', isn't it good?"

Dongyang, who is a good horse and doesn't look back, said, "Fuck you, my goosebumps all over the place."

Dongyang, who knows his mistakes and can correct them: "Why are you still scolding people?"

Dongyang, who is a good horse and doesn't look back, said: "Who are you blaming? I can call it whatever I like, can I control it? Don't think that you are a die-hard fan of Yang Wanying. Where are you playing in the mud?"

Father Feng didn't know how to answer, and the phone rang.

Knowing that his father had traveled thousands of miles to East Asia, Father Feng stood up excitedly: "Dad, where are you?"

After Father Feng reported an address, Father Feng didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly bid farewell to Lou Jiefeng and disappeared.

Lou Jiefeng followed behind him and shouted, "Don't forget to unload the goods for me tomorrow."

Father Feng did not reply, "I see."

...

After many days of audition finally ended, Yang Wanying lived up to the expectations and successfully advanced, Jiang Xiaomi sat in front of the computer and forced out a word: "YES!"

"It's dinner." Lou Tianqin knocked on the door outside.

Jiang Xiaomi: "You guys eat first, I'm not hungry."

Lou Tianqin gave her a meaningful look, then turned and went out.

During this time, Jiang Xiaomi was really greedy. She didn't ask too much, she just wanted to eat Mala Tang, either spicy or not.

Luo Yanrong saw that she was pitiful, so she made one by herself. It was cooked with hot pot base, slightly spicy, and the ingredients were almost all vegetables.

In order to hide from the public, Luo Yanrong put the cooked Mala Tang on the stairs of the safe passage. As long as she goes out alone, she can eat it in her mouth.

Lou Tianqin just sat down here when he saw Jiang Xiaomi come out of the room.

"I'll go get a courier, you eat first."

Seeing this, Li Xiaojia quickly put down the tableware and chopsticks: "Young Mistress, I'll go."

Jiang Xiaomi said: "You eat what you eat, just two steps."

Li Xiaojia: "It's okay, I'm faster than you."

Jiang Xiaomi knew that Li Xiaojia was giving up, but he never expected that he would give up so much that he would not give her a chance to get a courier.

Lou Tianqin didn't say anything, he ate the rice in the bowl quietly, and when he saw Lou Shiting looking around, Lou Tianqin lowered his face: "What are you looking at?"

Li Xiaojia stood up and walked towards the door. Jiang Xiaomi took a step to stop him: "Don't stop, it's not delicious if it's cold, you first..."

"Don't argue, I'll get it." Lou Tianqin got up suddenly.

Jiang Xiaomi is like swallowing a fly: "Ah? It's just... just a little something... let you run, how bad it is."

Lou Tianqin changed his shoes at the entrance: "Is it your tail number?"

Jiang Xiaomi: "Well."

After the courier got it back, Lou Tianqin continued to sit down to eat, but Jiang Xiaomi was busy dismantling her things. While dismantling, she wanted to go out alone for other reasons.

But she searched for various reasons, and none of them could stand.

How to do?

"Come and eat, or it will be cold."

"coming."

Jiang Xiaomi was thinking about her Mala Tang still on the stairs of the corridor, and she said that she couldn't eat it after taking two bites.

In the evening, Lou Tianqin used to read a book for a while before going to sleep, but the people around him were dishonest and rolled over in various ways. Lou Tianqin frowned and said, "What are you doing?"

"My back hurts."

Lou Tianqin sneered: "Did your waist flash when you unpack the courier?"

He didn't mention express delivery, but Jiang Xiaomi felt uncomfortable.

"No, I have to go out for a drink. My throat is dry these two days."

"The water is next to you." Lou said calmly.

Jiang Xiaomi looked sideways, and there was indeed a glass of boiled water on the bedside table.

"You don't know that I don't drink cold?"

"There is a thermos pot below, if it's too cold, just put some in."

Jiang Xiaomi leaned over to the side of the bed to take a look. There was a thermos on the bedside table. She turned her head in horror: "What do you mean?"

Lou Tianqin turned over a page of the book, and said calmly, "Don't you want to drink water? Is it ready for you?"

"I mean, what do you mean by taking the thermos to the room?"

Lou Tianqin closed the book in front of him: "Stop pretending, what are you trying to do, just tell me, I'm too lazy to guess."

Jiang Xiaomi laughed dryly, and then posted on Lou Tianqin: "Oh, husband, why are you so smart."

Lou Tianqin took his arm out of hers expressionlessly: "Speak well, don't move."

"It's like a strong girl. You used to do something to me, what did I say?"

Lou Tianqin told Jiang Xiaomi to shut up with just one look.

After some deliberation, Jiang Xiaomi carefully said the organizer's language: "Mother-in-law gave me something... tell me to come and get it!"

"My mother asked you to come and get something in the middle of the night?"

"No, no, it has been delivered."

"what?"

"What... this... I'm not too sure about this. I won't know until I go out to take a look. You sleep first and I'll come. Five minutes, wait for me." After speaking, Jiang Xiaomi quickly lifted the quilt. , I didn't even wear slippers, I went straight to the door.

But before she touched the door handle, she heard a cold voice from behind: "Each floor has special cleaning. After so long, are you sure your things are still there?"

Coincidentally, Lou Tianqin went out to help pick up the courier, and when he passed the safety exit, he heard Baojie muttering to himself, "Who put a bowl of Mala Tang here?"

Lou Tianqin didn't care at first, until he saw the porcelain bowl in Baojie's hand holding a special likeness of the Lou family's old house, he suddenly realized it.