Traveling Through the Stars

Feng Ling walked quickly to the desk. There were two high-end paper bags on it. He opened one of them and took out a neat paper bag. He left a small cardboard box alone, and put the other things in the desk drawer.

After packing up, he took the paper bag and carton and opened the door to go out.

Feng Ling was tall and handsome, with an elite air all over his body. As soon as he stepped onto the big balcony, Zhong Jun noticed it.

Glancing at Tong Yiting, who had a displeased expression on the opposite side, he leaned in to please her. He raised his chin in Feng Ling's direction, and said in a low voice, "It looks like the conditions are very good, who is this?"

Tong Yiting turned her head impatiently. She had been arguing with Zhong Yan all the time, and she didn't notice that someone was on the big balcony.

She recognized Feng Ling with just one glance, and her eyes were instantly filled with surprise. Last time, she was amazed by Feng Ling only after a face-to-face meeting. She was looking for a chance to strike up a conversation with a beautiful man, but he left in a hurry , she was very annoyed at the time.

Later, Tong Yiting asked Luo Bi about Feng Ling's situation, but who knew that woman was so hateful that she guarded against her.

Curling her lips, Tong Yiting showed a sweet smile on her face, staring obsessively at Feng Ling who was preparing the ingredients, and said reluctantly: "My roommate Luo Bi's husband is called Feng Ling, and he is a major-level officer."

"It's actually a military officer?" Zhong Jun's eyes were full of unexpected joy. In today's world, martial arts are respected, and soldiers have a high status in the empire. He has been in business for many years, and he has his unique vision for seeing people. It was not easy, and when he heard that he was a major-level officer, he immediately wanted to make friends with others.

With an idea in mind, Zhong Jun planned to find some reason to go over and talk to him.

After Feng Ling prepared the ingredients, he opened the cardboard box and took out the porcelain sand kettle. Since it was a new kettle, he washed it, filled it with water, put it on the stove, and planned to boil it and throw it away. When taking rice from the cupboard, he flipped through the contents and looked at the refrigerator. There were not many ingredients, and they were bought before he left last time. He noticed it in the morning.

Luo Bi's body needs nourishment, this is not possible, Feng Ling frowned, probably knowing it.

Wash the rice, put it into the pot together with the black dates and almonds and start cooking.

The jujubes are fragrant and sweet, and Tong Yiting smelled the sweetness in the air. With a thought, she leaned over curiously, her eyes were full of smiles, and she looked very charming: "What did you boil? It smells so good."

Standing in front of the pot, Feng Ling was dialing a number with a multi-function communicator. She didn't raise her head when she heard the question, and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

Unexpectedly, the other party had such an attitude. Tong Yiting didn't know what to say for a while, and just as she was hesitating, Feng Ling and his aunt Feng Shu connected through the communicator.

Feng Ling said to Tong Yiting: "I'm sorry."

Holding the communicator, he lifted the boiling water kettle down as if no one was there. While talking to his aunt, he poured out the boiling water and filled a pot to reheat it. After the pot boiled, he could drink it.

While Feng Ling was on the phone, Tong Yiting opened her refrigerator and took an apricot plum from it to eat, but she kept listening to the content of Feng Ling's call. Unfortunately, Feng Ling didn't speak much, and she didn't understand the brief content.

When Feng Ling hung up the communicator, she smiled and raised her head to find nothing to say: "Where is Luo Bi? Why doesn't she cook?"

Feng Ling was buckling the multi-function communicator on her wrist, she lowered her head and didn't answer.

Tong Yiting seemed to have just thought of something, and she frowned slightly: "My name is Tong Yiting, did Luo Bi tell you about me?"