Midnight Cinderella

The words of Feng Ya are beyond the expectation of Jiang Dian. The people who seal the family are really gentle. She looked up and smiled at Fengya: "If you have a good man, you should still keep it for yourself. I will wake up with the envelope."

"Yeah." Feng Ya also laughed. She put the snacks she brought up on Jiang dyed table and waved her hand. "That doesn't bother you to rest. You can eat something again. The plate will let the aunt come to collect tomorrow. Just fine."

"it is good."

Jiang Dian watched her go out with a cane. If she was not worried, she would eat something. In the evening, the doctor’s words kept ringing in her mind, and she couldn’t sleep.

"Wang Hao." Feng Jing jumped onto the bed and squatted around Jiang Dian. Jiang Yi has been unhappy since he came back from the hospital. He is very worried about her. Jiang Dian reached out from the bed and licked it: "Two yellow, if the seal is really awake, what should I do?"

"Wang." No. He licked her.

Feeling the comfort from the two yellow, Jiang dye smiled and said: "Well. Go to bed early, maybe there is good news tomorrow?"

"Wang." Feng Jing took a tail and squatted beside her.

The next day, Jiang Dian was awakened by the dog bark. She stumbled and opened her eyes and muttered: "Two yellow?"

The dog bark is still going on, and there is a more tragic trend, Jiang Dian is directly awakened.

"Two yellow?" She sat up and looked at the room. I didn’t know when I was sleeping next to her last night. She put on her robe and walked out on the short velvet slippers.

In the hallway, the aunt who was responsible for the sweeping of the family was fighting with the "two yellows". Jiang dyed a bit and quickly walked forward and asked: "What happened?"

"Wang Wang!" Seeing Jiang dyed, Feng Jing tried to break the hand of Auntie and ran to her side.

Now it is the big winter, but the home is heating enough. Auntie has been with the dog for so long, and has already sweated. She wiped her forehead sweat with her hand back and dyed Jiang Jiang: "Mrs. let me take a shower for it, but it won't let me touch it."

"Wang!" Feng Jing screamed at her unhappyly. Of course he would not let her touch it. Even if he became a dog now, he wouldn’t let a woman touch it casually! Not to mention the fact that bathing is so private!

Jiang Dianzhen squatted with two yellows, appease it, and the dog bark finally stopped. Erhuang should have taken a shower, and the house is so clean that it is not good to be soiled by it.

"I will help wash it, and the two yellows may be a bit shy."

"..." It was shy, and it was clear that she was afraid of her violent posture. "Well, things are inside, I will go to other things first."

"Okay." Jiang dyeing station got up, on the second ecliptic, "two yellow, come and take a shower."

"Wang!"

Feng Jing’s fart followed her, and Jiang Dian came without a dog shower gel. She didn’t expect her family to help her. Aunt put the clean towels neatly on one side, Jiang dyed and touched, the fabric was very soft.

"Two yellow, come over." Jiang dye opened the water, first tried the water temperature, and then called the second yellow jump into the small bathtub. Fear of the water will stimulate it, Jiang Dian also blocked the lotus by hand, let the water flow out of her fingers, gently washed on the two yellow.

Feng Jing was so comfortable that he couldn’t help but smile. When Huang Huang came, she often took a shower for it, and took a lot of photos for it. It was said by Yan Huanhuan that they were exactly the same as those who bathed the baby. Later, the second yellow was slightly larger, and she would also send it to the beauty salon for a bath. She felt that they were more professionally washed.

She still remembers how surprised the people in the beauty salon saw her taking a dog for the first time. Maybe she is the only guest in this beauty salon who takes a dog to take a shower.

However, in Jiang Dian's eyes, the value of the two yellow is definitely not lost to those foreign dogs.

"Two yellow, closed eyes." She put the shower gel on the yellow hair, and soon got a lot of bubbles. The dog's body was wrapped in white bubbles, very cute, Jiang dye could not help but want to take pictures of it.

But because she didn't bring her phone to her body, she had to give up the idea.

Feng Jinglian sat in the bathtub, and Jiang Dian’s hand was very comfortable and comfortable... it reminded him of a long-awaited scene.

"..." He was a spirit, and he instantly passed back to God.

If he is harder under Jiang's hands, he will not live!

So this is a bath for enjoyment, and it’s like a pin-up in the ringing of the enemy.

Jiang dyed the body of the two yellows and stretched straight and asked it questionfully: "Is it not comfortable?"

"..." No, he is afraid of being too comfortable.

The look of Erhuang is still very solemn. Jiang dye did not lick it again, and washed away the bubble on it. After washing, she wraps the two yellows with a towel and wipes off the excess water from her body before she takes it back to her room and blows it.

The freshly washed fur was soft and fluffy, and the seal shook his hair comfortably, reminding Jiang dye of the shampoo advertisement - silky smooth.

"Okay, it's beautiful!" Jiang dye hugged the little yellow dog that was washed clean and smashed in his arms.

"Wang!" Feng Jing's tail kept on.

After Jiang dyed the dog, he still couldn't resist taking a photo of it. Erhuang still feels full of the lens, and even tried to open his eyes.

Really a heart dog.

"Well, you are at home, I am going to the hospital." Jiang Dian said that he changed his clothes directly in the bedroom, and he had to pass back silently.

When will it be possible to change back to people, so sad.

After Jiang dyed away, Feng Jing had been thinking in the house for a long time. It seems that he could only find the **** of the heart. He looked at the computer dyed by Jiang Jiang and jumped into the chair. Just poke the computer with his claws, the door was knocked twice, and then the mother pushed the door and walked in.

......

"Wang." Feng Jing also maintained his original position and yelled at her innocently.

The mother did not speak, just smiled at him.

In the hospital, Jiang Dian met Michelle who was also visiting the disease today. In addition to her and her mother coming every day, Michelle ran the most diligently. Feng Feng fell down the mountain on this matter, Michelle has been very self-blaming, although Qin Fan and Feng family did not say anything about him, but this way he is even more uncomfortable.

"Miss Jiang is good." Michelle greeted Jiang dye and let the seat out.

Jiang Dian did not sit, just went to the bed and looked at Feng Jing. He still looks like that, his eyes are closed, and there is no point to wake up.

Michelle didn't bother her, she went to: "Since you are here, I will go first. Just aunt said that he will give him some washing clothes. I will go to his house and take something."

The "home" he said was the home of Feng Jing Nan Ting Huadu. Since Feng Jing was hospitalized, no one has gone back there. He still has to look over and do a little bit of it.

Jiang Ding listened to him and said: "I will go with you."

"You don't have to use it. I can do this little thing myself."

"It doesn't matter, anyway, sitting here is nothing, I can help you get things, we will come back later."

Michelle thought for a moment and said, "Well, you haven't been to the house on the side of the main flower, just take a look."

"Good." Jiang dye looked at the sleepy seal again and followed Michelle out.

Michelle opened the company's nanny car, which puts a lot of things that are usually used in the car, such as black masks and caps. Jiang Dian remembered that she and Feng Jingang had known each other for a while, and couldn’t help but smile: "Michelle, it was you who helped Feng Feng move."

"Yeah, I always couldn't figure out why he had to move there. It was to see you."

Jiang Dian stunned: "What do you mean? He is not saying that he is going there to recuperate?"

"Well?" Michelle was also puzzled. "Don't you know when he moved there?"

Jiang Dian shook his head and shook his head: "I don't know."

"That... this is probably the fate."

Although the house of Nanting Huadu is also a villa, it is far from exaggerated. This property is very large, there is a small building inside, there are two floors, there are three floors. The green area of ​​the community is also very large. The car is coming in all the way, just like entering a garden, not the name "Huadu".

This place is more suitable for recuperation than the community where she lives.

“The house here is really beautiful.” Jiang dyes sighed.

Michelle agreed to nod. "Yes, and the quality is very good, the property is also very responsible. Feng Zong likes it very much, saying that it is low-key and luxurious, like him."

"Hey." Jiang Dian was teased and laughed. This is exactly what Feng Jing can say. "When the house was opened, I also paid attention to it, but I heard that it was almost finished internally, and I could not afford it. ”

Michelle blurted out: "It doesn't matter, anyway, you will move here to live in the future."

In this case, Jiang Dian is actually a bit shy, but I think I have lived in the Fengjia mansion now. It seems that there is nothing to live here.

"The one in front is the house of the general."

Jiang Dian looked out the window and Michelle drove the car into the garage next to the building. There are also two cars parked here, one is the Cayenne that Jiang dyed before, and the other is Maserati.

She came down from the car and visited Fenghao's luxury car: "How many cars does he have?"

"There are usually only four cars parked here. I don't know if I have a family." Michelle was a good car, and Jiang dyed from the garage into the building. "You sit in the living room for a while, I Go and clean up."

"I will go up with you."

"also."

The two went to the main bedroom of Feng Jing, Michelle went to the cloakroom to pack things, and Jiang dye turned around in the house. This room is bigger than the room he was at home, but the layout and decoration are somewhat similar. She went to the window to open the window and let the room ventilate.

The window is facing a desk with a laptop and a pen on the desk. Jiang dye took it and looked at it, um, a famous brand pen.

She carefully put the pen back in place and found that the desk drawer was slightly open. Under the gap is a piece of paper...something like the letter she wrote to Feng Jing at the time.

She pulled the drawer open and found that it was the letter she wrote to Feng Jing. I didn't expect him to be in the drawer. Next to the letter, there is another envelope with a beautiful pen-like word - a reply to Miss Jiang Dian.

Jiang Dian’s slight glimpse is written by Feng Jing to himself?

The envelope was not sealed. She took out the white stationery inside and showed it up.

To Miss Jiang dye:

See words like interviews.

Um... Is this format correct? To be honest, this is the first time I officially wrote a letter, but when I received your letter, I was very surprised. I thought that in this instant of communication, no one would choose this traditional communication method. It is. But writing letters is undoubtedly more serious than any other method. I have been thinking for a long time, and I feel that I can only respond to your feelings by writing a reply letter to you.

It is a bit shameful to say, from small to large, the subject that I am least good at is essay. If you don't need to write a text, my language can also test the full score. But Miss Jiang is different from me. You should be very good at writing when you were young, so you grew up and engaged in literature-related work. If you are translating a foreign literary work, you are also very literate. I hope that this work will not make you laugh.

When I wrote here, I suddenly remembered that although I was not good at writing since I was young, I still like to read books. When I saw the rows of books that you translated for the first time in Miss Jiang’s family, I realized that I was lucky. Have you read the works you translated, is this a fate?

Ah, it seems to be a bit off-topic. When I was a child, the Chinese teacher always said that I was writing, and I was too busy to think about where to write.

Then we get down to business.

I also want to share my feelings with you.

When I saw Miss Jiang for the first time, I felt that you were a very gentle person. Even if I was very suspicious with a mask and a hat, I could smile kindly. I know that there have been rumors about me between neighbors. I am glad that Miss Jiang has not alienated me because of these rumors.

Later, we developed into a couple, which is more like a dream to me. When I confess to you, my heart is very embarrassing. I don't know what to do if you refuse me.

Fortunately, you did not, but also responded to my feelings in such a solemn way.

When I am with you, it is always very natural and very happy. Unfortunately, my work is busy and I can't stay with you from time to time, but you have never complained about it. Sometimes I will think, what is the virtue of my life, can I have you as my girlfriend in this life?

Although the time to fall in love with you is not long, I often imagine the life of the two of us. I know that you like to grow vegetables. My house has a garden of 50 square meters. I usually don't have the energy to care. You can just use it to grow your favorite vegetables - tomato, green pepper, lotus white, bitter gourd, eggplant... you Everything you want to plant can be harvested on it.

The large balcony on the top floor can also be made into a small garden with several chairs, a few pots of flowers, and a swing. You can sit on a swing and read a book. Two yellows are playing on the side, and I am watching you.

Our elders often say that love will one day live and love will eventually become a loved one.

I don't know if I have this honor, and you become a family member?