Midnight Cinderella

The envelope was repeated several times, until each word was engraved in your mind.

People may encounter many moments of joy in their lives, such as when they get the offer of Lunyi, such as when they hold the Golden Song Awards... but not the moment.

He stared at his heart-banging heart and fell on the big bed behind him. The letterhead in the hand reveals the light, as if it is a **** of heaven. He looked at the pretty little words on the letterhead, and the curvature of his mouth was getting bigger and bigger.

How can this world be so cute, so sweet, so... people who like him.

His fingertips gently rubbed the two small words on the drop, and finally couldn't help but kiss it gently on the name.

Although he just came back from Japan, in fact, he used the convenience of exchanging with the soul of the two yellows every night, and met with Jiang dye. For him, they don't have a long separation, but at this moment he has the feeling of "one second is missing, such as three autumns."

He can't wait to stand in front of Jiang dye in the next second and touch her soft head.

He picked up his mobile phone and quickly called Jiang dye.

Jiang Dye was working at this moment, and suddenly the ringing tone made her slightly surprised. She took off her face, picked up her phone, and then slammed it against the name above.

Feng Jing actually called her directly.

She thought that he must have received her letter. Although she wrote the letter very boldly, she is still nervous because she is facing the phone call from Feng Jing.

After adjusting her breathing several times and making sure she was fluent, she finally picked up the phone: "Hello, Mr. Feng."

"Hello." Feng Jing is no better than Jiang Dye. It is also trying to calm himself. "I have received your letter, thank you very much. Um... I mean, I am willing to go to you. eat."

"Ah...oh." Jiang dye quietly held the phone and took a deep breath. "Do you have any special dishes you like?"

Feng Jing is very unprincipled: "I like it as much as you do."

"..." Jiang dyed a bit, but it was finally easier. "Then we eat hot pot, how? You can eat a lot of dishes at a time."

"Okay, tonight?"

"...I have to prepare, will I go tomorrow?"

"Row."

"Then I will wait for you at home at noon tomorrow."

"Okay, I will get there soon." Feng Jing finished, and said, "Do you need me to bring something?"

Jiang Dian’s corner of the eye is slightly curved: “You can open your mouth.”

Long after the phone hangs up, Feng Jing still keeps a phone call and sits on the bed.

Jiang Dian is really cute.

He covered his mouth with one hand, and his cheeks and ears were all red.

There are many hours away from noon tomorrow. Feng Jing can only comfort himself. In the evening, he can turn into a yellow to see Jiang dye.

Maybe it was because of the appointment at noon the next day, Jiang Dian had been unable to sleep at night. Although she had to climb into the bed early to recharge her, she still kept her eyes on the ceiling.

Feng Jinglian quietly looked at her on the bay window, and the dog's face was reddish. Ah, when I see Jiang Dian tomorrow, I can’t be like this.

He reminded himself seriously in his heart.

"Two yellow, are you asleep?" Jiang dye suddenly asked.

"Wang!" Feng Jing answered her with a reflection.

"Ah, you can't sleep, it's not as good as we are going to talk."

"Wang Wang."

"Two yellow, which dog did you like before?"

"... Wang Wang." This question is not easy to answer, but according to his judgment, Erhuang should still be a small dog.

"When I got to you, you were still so small. You should have never talked about love. I think the huskies on the first floor seem to be very interesting to you, or do you think about it?"

"Wang." Will the Huskies lower the IQ of the child?

Jiang Dian suddenly did not speak, and Feng Jing called two voices in confusion. She said: "Forget it, let's sleep, or we will have dark circles tomorrow."

"Wang Wang."

"good night."

Jiang Dian strives to calm himself down and slowly drowsiness.

I didn't sleep very hard all night, but for the second day, there was no dark circles that bothered her. She started preparing noon ingredients early, and fresh vegetables and meat filled the kitchen.

Feng Jing also got up early. After returning from Japan, Qin Fan didn’t run to him every day. He specially called Michelle, so that he didn’t have to come over today, and he quietly drove to the pillow. Water town.

When he arrived, it was only ten o'clock. It seemed to be a little early... but as soon as possible, he could help Jiang Dye prepare hot pot.

Jiang Dye is busy at this moment, and Erhuang has been squatting around her legs. Jiang Ding’s calf touched it and drove it outside the kitchen: “Two yellow, the kitchen is heavy, you can’t come in.”

"Wang!"

"Don't go out to lunch at noon."

Two yellow smashed two times, it seems that I want to play with her, Jiang Ding still holding a kitchen knife in his hand, for fear of hurting it, and to catch it, the result has been unable to go away, I don’t know what sound I heard, I am happy. The entrance to the runway went.

"Wang Wang."

Jiang Dian saw it squatting at the door and shaking his tail, and his heart was tense. Within a few seconds, the doorbell sounded unexpectedly.

Jiang Dian quickly put down the kitchen knife and washed his hands. Before opening the door, he quickly took the mirror and confirmed that the makeup and hair were fine. He ran to open the door for Feng Jing.

Feng Jing still wore his hat and mask. After they met, they stood at the door for a while before they remembered what to do next.

"Mr. Feng, Feng, you are coming advanced." Jiang Ding listened to his own drum-like heartbeat, bent down and gave Feng Jing a pair of slippers.

"Well, ok, thank you." I don't know if the mask is too stuffy, and Feng Jing feels that he is about to suffocate. He took off his mask and hat and fanned his face with a slightly hot face.

"I am still preparing for the hot pot, or you should play with the yellow in the living room first, lest it always come in trouble."

Feng Jing listened to her saying that she was squatting down and squatting: "Two yellow, today is not obedient?"

Erhuang screamed at him and put out his tongue to lick his hand.

Feng Jing smiled and looked up at Jiang Dian: "You go to work, the second yellow will be handed over to me."

"Okay." Seeing his smile, Jiang dyes relaxed and smiled at him.

Feng Jingyi, silently do not start to red face.

He felt that he was useless. He had already had twenty or so people. Like the high school students, he blushes in front of the girls he likes.

After staying away from the seal, Jiang Dian’s heartbeat is not so fast. Now, when she sees Mr. Feng, she is so nervous. What can I do in the future? She must adapt quickly to get along with him.

Like the same idea as her, Feng Jing played in the living room and the second yellow, and also ran to the kitchen to help.

Jiang Dianben wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, he said: "Then you wash your hands and cut the broccoli for me."

"it is good."

Feng Jing rolled up his sleeves to wash his hands. Jiang Dian put the broccoli and asked him not to worry: "Will you cut it?"

Feng Jingdao: "It may not look good, but it will still be."

Jiang Ding laughed and handed another chopper to him: "That will trouble you, Mr. Feng."

Feng Jing looked at her and finally did something she wanted to do since yesterday. She raised her hand and touched her head. "How do you still call me Mr. Feng, call me the name."

Jiang dyed the heartbeat that was not easy to calm down again. She looked back at the man in front of her eyes and saw the deep tenderness of the pool in his eyes: "Feng Jing."

Feng Jing smiled: "Take a few more practice exercises."

"The seal is sealed and respected." Jiang Dianzhen called his name like the repeater, "Feng Jing."

Feng Jing looked at her red lips, and her heart moved, and she couldn't help but bend down and kissed.

Jiang Sui's lips are as soft as their own impressions, making his heart seem to be trapped in layers of cotton, soft and light. His hand gradually fell, gently draped over her waist, as if holding a fragile treasure.

The tongue was stunned on her lips, and Feng Yan loosened her lips and did not apologize for her abrupt behavior: "Your letter is accepting my confession?"

Jiang Dian’s brain burst into a paste as soon as the face of Feng Jing’s lips came up. The true kiss with Feng Jing is far more exciting than the lipstick used in the seal.

At this moment, Jiang’s empty head is just looking at the handsome face of the man in front of him, and subconsciously points his head.

"Then we are, are the two feelings happy?"

"Ok……"

"Then I can, kiss you again?"

"..." Jiang Ding unexpectedly did not get his set.

Feng Jing smiled and smiled, and did not really kiss her again. The kiss just made him very happy.

At that time, when I was confessed to Jiang, I just said it to my mouth, and I didn’t think about it. He actually regretted it later and felt that he could find a better time, but now it seems that the original decision was not bad.

"Is the lipstick you rubbed today, is the serenade 007 I sent you?" he asked.

Jiang Ding accidentally looked at him: "Can you see it?"

Feng Jing smiled and approached her, whispered: "I can eat it. I remember this taste."

Jiang Dian: "........."

She doesn't want to live.

When the heart was so bad, Feng Jing released her in a timely manner, then picked up the kitchen knife and began to cut vegetables. Jiang Dian secretly returned to God and stood next to her to continue the work in her hand.

The two did not communicate, and there was only the sound of the blade and the chopping board in the kitchen. For a moment, like who’s heartbeat.

"Feng Jing."

"Ok?"

"Sorry, it took so long to answer you."

"It doesn't matter." Some people, if you wait a long time, you will be ashamed.

"I didn't want to reject you before, but I was just a little scared. After all, you are a big star. I am afraid that I can't do it well." Jiang dyeed the radish in his hand in an orderly manner and slowly said. "I later understood, the biggest. Fear is not fear itself, but unknown. I am scared by many things I imagine. It is stupid. These things may not happen at all, and when it really happens, I may not be afraid at all."

Feng Jing stopped his knife and looked at Jiang Dye: "Thank you for your bravery. In order to reward you with courage, I will protect you with everything I do, and never let you suffer a little."