Loving You As Scheduled

Feng Jinglei was really shocked, so shocked that she couldn't speak.

Qin Feimo actually made the steak last night? No wonder she vaguely felt that the taste was a little different from what she had eaten before.

It turns out that he did it? He can actually cook?

Frozen on the sofa, it took Feng Jinglei for a long time to be pulled back to her thoughts by the sound of footsteps from the stairs.

"Master, you are also down."

Seeing Qin Feimo coming down from the second floor, Xu Wei smiled and greeted him respectfully.

Qin Feimo, who walked down, didn't know when his eyes started, as long as there was a place for Feng Jinglei, it would fall on her face involuntarily for the first time.

"Ok."

He agreed with Xu's wife, glanced at Feng Jinglei and walked straight to the dining room.

"Miss Feng, it's breakfast."

Aunt Xu turned her head and looked at Feng Jinglei with a smile.

Feng Jinglei's gaze stayed on Qin Feimo's tall and straight back, and she was still caught in the dinner that Qin Feimo personally cooked last night.

It wasn't until the figure completely disappeared in the corner that Feng Jinglei looked back, recovered, and walked towards the entrance of the dining room.

Entering the dining room, Qin Feimo had already sat down and raised his eyes slightly to meet her who came in.

Touching his deep black eyes, Feng Jinglei quickly retracted her gaze and walked over to sit down opposite him.

Qin Feimo did not speak, picked up the chopsticks and started breakfast by herself when she sat down.

He didn't speak, she naturally had no reason to speak, picked up the chopsticks and ate the porridge absently from the bowl.

For dinner, Feng Jinglei had been sitting in the living room waiting, and her eyes turned to the second floor from time to time, wanting to know when Qin Feimo came down and when they should leave.

At 7:50, footsteps came from the stairs again.

Seeing the man walking down and seeing that he didn't bring anything, Feng Jinglei couldn't help but pause.

Does he bring no luggage?

Forget it, he doesn't seem to have anything to do with her with or without luggage.

Seeing that the man had come down, Feng Jinglei also stood up from the sofa, dragged his suitcase, bag and a jacket, and walked towards the entrance door.

Qin Feimo, who came down, glanced at her movements, and without stopping too much, she stepped towards the hallway.

Seeing him walking towards the gate with ease, Feng Jinglei still couldn't help muttering in her heart.

He's really not a gentleman at all. When the average man sees a woman holding so many things, he will say something politely: I will help you with it.

Glancing at Qin Feimo, who was changing shoes at the hallway, Feng Jinglei couldn't help but cast a complaining look at him.

Because she had to change her shoes, when she arrived at the hallway, she could only put her things down first. When she changed her shoes and turned around to take the suitcase, coat and her bag, everything that should have been behind her suddenly disappeared. Gone.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the balcony corridor at the door, and Qin Feimo had already walked out with her things.

Looking at the back who was still very relaxed even after taking a lot of things, Feng Jinglei couldn't help feeling a little startled.

Can he still hear her voice?

After a few seconds, Feng Jinglei returned to his senses and walked towards the gate.

"Thanks, thank you."

Watching him put her suitcase in the trunk, Feng Jing Lei said thank you in a serene way.

Qin Feimo glanced at her, before saying nothing, opened the door of the car and sat in the driving seat.

After Feng Jinglei was stagnant for a few seconds, she also opened the door of the co-pilot and sat up and fastened her seat belt.