Running? Fortunately, he could think of it. He had quite a few ideas, but none of them were good ones.
"What? You're not happy?" Feng Zhiming looked at her unhappy expression and asked calmly.
"No, I'm happy to." Ling Yanyan said inconsistently.
Feng Zhiming nodded, "I'm very satisfied with this answer.
Ling Yanyan put on her slippers, a pair of pink plush shoes, took out the light green curtains and the same color blackout curtains from the bag, and stood in front of the window, "It's so high!" Ling Yanyan brought them
He was about to step on the high stool, "I'll do it!" Feng Zhiming took off his suit jacket, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and began to hang the curtains.
After nearly an hour, the whole room became very refreshing and warm.
"Don't all girls like pink?" Feng Zhiming looked at the whole room and asked Ling Yanyan sitting next to him strangely.
Ling Yanyan turned around and looked around, "Doesn't this look good? I think it's pretty good! Not every girl likes pink. Pink is for princesses, not for me." She tilted her little head, very seriously.
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"Hey, that's not right. You said I would dress it up. Why do you still have so many opinions now?" Ling Yanyan came back to her senses and said to him confidently.
Feng Zhiming was helpless, "You girl, if you don't talk softly, I'll feel uncomfortable, right?"
As soon as Ling Yanyan got up, she heard an indecent cooing sound, and then she remembered that they hadn't eaten lunch and it was already dinner time.
"Let's go! Let's go eat." Feng Zhiming looked at Ling Yanyan whose face turned red, naturally took her hand and walked out.
"What do you want to eat?" Feng Zhiming asked Ling Yanyan's opinion gracefully for the first time.
Ling Yanyan rolled her eyes, "I want to eat ramen."
"Ramen? Okay! I also want to try ramen." Feng Zhiming also had a look of surprise on his face.
Feng Zhiming turned left and right along the road pointed by Ling Yanyan, and finally stopped in front of an alley.
"You can't drive in here, so let's walk in!" Ling Yanyan got out of the car and walked happily ahead. Feng Zhiming followed her and followed him into an old small store.
As soon as an old man in his sixties saw Ling Yanyan walking in, he greeted her warmly and seemed very familiar to her.
Seeing Feng Zhiming with her, he smiled kindly and said, "This is your boyfriend, he's really handsome and matches you well." The old man brought a towel and wiped the table, and wiped the table for the two of them.
Pouring some water, "What do you want to eat today?"
"No! We are just colleagues." Ling Yanyan hurriedly denied.
Feng Zhiming's hand reached out to her thigh and squeezed it hard. Did she really want to end the relationship with him?
Ling Yanyan held back the pain and said to her old man: "Just have two bowls of beef ramen and some special side dishes." Ling Yanyan ordered directly without looking at the menu.
Feng Zhiming was sitting in front of a chair wearing world-famous clothes, which didn't fit in with this old shop.
"It seems you come here often." Feng Zhiming looked at Ling Yanyan sitting opposite with a smile on his face.
Ling Yanyan nodded, "Yes! Because the noodles here are delicious and the price is cheap!" Ling Yanyan regained her previous cheerfulness and smile.
Feng Zhiming just nodded lightly.
Within a few minutes, two bowls of hot noodles were served on the table, along with several plates of side dishes. "Eat quickly! You must be hungry too!" Ling Yanyan specially picked a pair of chopsticks that looked the cleanest and handed them to her.
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He also took the chopsticks and started to eat the noodles. After Feng Zhiming hesitated for a while, he also started to eat the noodles.
"How is it? Is it delicious?" Ling Yanyan asked after taking a big bite.
Feng Zhiming picked up some side dishes and placed them in front of his eyes. After looking at them, he said, "Well, it's not as bad as I thought."
Hearing such words from his mouth is probably the best treatment.
"That's really wronging you." Ling Yanyan lowered her head and started eating noodles.
It can be seen from Feng Zhiming's expression that he actually doesn't hate eating such noodles.
After the two of them finished their dinner, they came out of the store and said, "The food in the small restaurants on the whole street here is very delicious and very cheap. It is much more delicious than that expensive steak." Ling Yanyan was full.
, and walked out of the alley side by side with him.
"You can only eat these once in a while, they have no nutrition if you eat them for a long time." Feng Zhiming finally understood why she was so thin and didn't have much meat on her body.
Ling Yanyan disagreed, "What's wrong with this? I think it's pretty good!"
Feng Zhiming held her slender arm tightly, "No! You are not allowed to eat! From now on, you must eat whatever I eat." He frowned and stared at her.
Ling Yanyan pulled his hand away, "Okay, I'll listen to you." She rubbed her painful arm, "It hurts so much," she muttered softly. Feng Zhiming hugged her into his arms and walked to the car.
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The black BMW drove down the street and finally stopped in front of a luxurious clothing store. Feng Zhiming pulled her in without any explanation.
"Hello, President Feng." The manager of the clothing store came up to say hello and received him warmly.
Feng Zhiming nodded slightly, "Help her choose clothes according to her size." He pulled Ling Yanyan behind him to the front.
Ling Yanyan refused repeatedly, "No need." These brands are all world-famous brands, and she couldn't afford one even with a year's salary.
Manager Fang glanced at the girl in front of him who was only wearing an ordinary dress. His eyes only showed contempt for a moment, but he still helped her choose clothes.
"President Feng, look, these are the latest styles launched at this year's French Fashion Fair." The manager introduced them one by one.
"Then you get one piece of each style according to her size." Feng Zhiming took out the gold card and handed it over.
With a look from the manager, a waiter came forward and took the clothes to the counter for packaging.
"Miss Yu, you're here." The shopping guide's greeting made Feng Zhiming and Ling Yanyan turn around at the same time.
As soon as Yu Na walked in, she saw a familiar figure, "Zhi Ming, why are you here?" Although she asked this, her eyes were fixed on Ling Yanyan, why is it this woman again?
Feng Zhiming didn't have much enthusiasm for the enchanting woman who almost hung her whole body on him. "Manager, please help Miss Yu choose a few sets of clothes!" He handed over the gold card in his hand again.
Yu Na had a smile on her face, "Zhi Ming, how can I let you spend money?" As she said this, she pulled Feng Zhiming and started to lift up her clothes.
"Zhi Ming, do you think this one looks good?" Yu Na asked him, holding a red suspender dress in her hand.
Feng Zhiming smiled and said, "You look good no matter what you wear." He put his arms around her.
But Ling Yanyan could only stay aside.
After a while, the waiter came to pay the bill with a pile of clothes in his hand.