Are The Villain Bosses Strong?

Yang Linger put on a black sportswear, looking like a cold killer.

"Warm up before running, follow me."

Ji Feng taught Yang Linger how to stretch before running. Being short has its own advantages, at least the body is flexible.

"Breathe evenly and keep the rhythm when running."

After saying almost all the precautions, Ji Feng led the way in front, and Yang Linger followed by his side, a little behind.

Because Yang Linger was too weak, she was out of breath before one kilometer, and her heart was beating violently and was about to jump out of her chest.

At this time, Ji Feng slowed down his pace and walked slowly with Yang Linger, and continued to jog after she recovered.

In X City, not everyone is as free as Ji Feng to go out for a run early in the morning. Basically, they sleep until before work, and then rush to wash and go to work and repeat this kind of life.

So when Ji Feng and Yang Linger ran into the only small park in X City, there were no young people except the elderly.

"Let's stop here today." Ji Feng said after another post-run stretch.

Yang Ling'er sat on the bench, propped up her knees and panted. Her sweat soaked her sportswear, and her hair stuck to her cheeks, which was quite embarrassing. Although she had gained a lot of weight, her physical condition was still terrible.

Ji Feng leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes to enjoy nature, listening to the sound of leaves rustling in the wind.

Crack, the branches were stepped on and made a crisp sound.

They were a couple who skipped classes to enjoy their love. The boy carried the girl on his back and walked in the woods. The scene like a slideshow through the interlaced tree shadows attracted Yang Ling'er's attention.

"What are you looking at?"

Ji Feng tilted his head and found Yang Ling'er staring at the woods in a daze.

Yang Ling'er shook her head, holding the note page with her fingers, as if she was hesitating whether to open it and write something on it.

"Then go home. It's easy to catch a cold if you sweat all over outside."

When Ji Feng got up to leave, Yang Ling'er pulled the corner of Ji Feng's clothes.

After a month of getting along, Ji Feng could understand a lot from Yang Ling'er's body movements.

For example, now, she is going to speak.

Under Ji Feng's gaze, Yang Ling'er finally opened the notepad and took out a pen to write on it. She was obviously going to show it to Ji Feng, but she still had to lift the notepad to block Ji Feng's sight when writing.

The girl's mind was incomprehensible.

After writing, Yang Ling'er lowered her head and stared at the dusty toe of her shoes, and then showed the notepad to Ji Feng with consideration.

[I can't walk anymore, can I (cross out)...carry me back?]

The nervousness in her heart can be seen from the sloppy handwriting in the second half.

The little social phobia that can't say five sentences a day and endures everything by himself finally dares to put forward his own needs.

Seeing that the training has achieved significant results, Ji Feng began to push his feet and immediately said in a serious voice.

"Remember, in this world, except for your parents and blood relatives, no one will be good to you for no reason, and no one will unconditionally meet any of your needs."

Yang Ling'er took back the notepad in a flash, crossed out the sentence just now, and then wrote "I'm sorry" below.

When she showed it to Ji Feng, Ji Feng had already turned around.

Since she couldn't speak, she couldn't defend herself immediately. Yang Ling'er could only swallow the bitter pill and bit her lower lip, regretting her rashness.

She really wanted Ji Feng to carry her on his back again.

It had nothing to do with love.

The feeling of not having to consider what was ahead and leaving everything to the other person, and no longer being lonely, had a fatal new attraction for a drifting person like her, like a poppy in the sun.

"What are you doing? Why don't you come up!" At some point, Ji Feng had already squatted in front of her, with his entire back open.

The autumn wind blew on her face, and the girl's black eyes sparkled in the sunlight flickering between the leaves.

Ji Feng stood up and shook Yang Ling'er, who was lying like a kitten behind him.

It was indeed a lot heavier.

On the way home, Ji Feng suddenly felt that it was a bit inappropriate to agree to Yang Ling'er's request so easily. What if she developed a coquettish personality?

When the copy world's retention time is over and he returns to the real world, Yang Ling'er will return to the Liang Group and treat Liang Yuanlong as her replacement...

Something is wrong, and the more Ji Feng thought about it, the more wrong it was.

If this goes on, this is not a question of 'Old Deng, is it safe to park my ghost fire downstairs?'

It's a question of the girl who has been raised with great difficulty bringing back an old man who is nearly 20 years older than herself. As soon as he enters the door, he lets a group of men hold a knife to your neck and say to you: 'Little guy, kneel down, I have something to tell you.'

That scene is explosive no matter how you think about it.

Ji Feng shuddered and carried Yang Ling'er on his back.

He had to strangle this possibility quickly.

"Yang Ling'er."

"Hmm?" Yang Ling'er made a slight sound of airflow in her throat.

"Don't expose your weakness casually in the future. You know what this world is like. People eat people. Once you are weak, those hyenas will tear pieces of flesh from you, or even eat you up." Ji Feng began to confuse the concept.

"In order to make you remember, the price this time is that all the housework and clothes that need to be washed in the house will belong to you in the future."

"Hmm." Yang Ling'er agreed. After all, she has always been doing these things, so it is not a punishment at all.

Ji Feng felt much more at ease. Yang Ling'er is not a rebellious girl and can seriously accept his teachings.

After a few minutes, Yang Ling'er slightly propped herself up and stretched the notepad from one side to Ji Feng.

[I am thirsty. Can I have some water? ]

Ji Feng looked around and found a convenience store. He bought a bottle of water from it, unscrewed the cap and put it in Yang Linger's hand. As usual, he said nothing and continued to walk home.

Looking at the bottle of water in her hand, Yang Linger's eyes flashed with a sly smile.

Then she leaned on Ji Feng's back again, feeling the temperature steaming against her skin.

This is indeed a world where people eat each other, but to me, you don't seem to be a person in this world.

Weakness will attract hyenas.

But in front of you, weakness will be loved.

I shouldn't have tested you like this just now, but you taught me that in a new environment, I should always test the tolerance of the new environment.

Since you tolerate me, so...

I want to stay weak like this.

[Yang Linger's ambition increases by 1 point, 0→1, and gets 5 points]

[Yang Linger's strategy increases by 1 point, 1→2, and gets 5 points]

?

The prompt that suddenly popped up in the system made Ji Feng stunned. What's going on? Just a few words just now made Yang Linger's ambition, which had not increased for a month, increase by 1 point, along with her strategy?

Could it be that one of the words triggered a key point?

Ji Feng thought about it again but couldn't figure it out, so he just regarded it as a month's accumulation.

"Loosen up, do you want to strangle me?" Ji Feng patted the arm around his neck that had suddenly tightened since just now.