Madam, Mr. Fu went to see the men's department again.

Rong Bing used a clothespin to pick up a bunch of corn hanging under the eaves.

The woman raised her head and leaned back. She lost her balance and fell down. Lin Feng stepped forward and held her up.

The back of Rong Bing's head hit the man's shoulder and she cried out in pain.

Lin Feng reached out and rubbed her head and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

When the man's deep voice sounded in her ears, Rong Bing finally reacted and she fell into Lin Feng's arms.

The woman quickly stood up and said, "I'm sorry, I...I lost my composure."

Rong Bing didn't expect that she would lose her balance. From the moment she saw Lin Feng, she had been thinking that she must pay attention to her image and leave a good impression on Lin Feng, but a mistake appeared after a while.

Lin Feng smiled: "What are you sorry for, little fool."

"Little...little fool?" The man's tone and expression were somewhat ambiguous. Rong Bing glanced at him quietly and her face suddenly turned red.

"Yeah." Then Lin Feng tiptoed a little and took down a bunch of corn under the eaves without the help of any tools.

Compared with the tall man, Rong Bing felt that she was too petite. She had to say that Lin Feng was very secure, but would he not like her type?

"I'll take it myself. I won't be polite to you. Being polite would be impolite. After you take this bunch of corn away, I have to keep it hanging at home. After all, it's the first gift you gave me." Lin Feng said seriously.

His words made Rong Bing even more embarrassed.

"It's just a bunch of corns. You can take it home and eat it. Why hang it? I hung it there because I couldn't finish it." Rong Bing imagined the corns hanging in Lin Feng's house. It was a large flat decorated in a modern style. What would it look like to have a bunch of corns?

"No need to eat it. Corn is so good. It symbolizes a good harvest. Hanging it at home will bring wealth and fortune." I have to say that this man has a high EQ and is very good at speaking.

The more Rong Bing looked at it, the more he liked it.

"I was so busy talking that I forgot you must be very tired after the long journey. Please sit down and I'll get you a drink." Rong Bing found himself a little at a loss, with his mind in a mess.

She clearly said she was going to get some drinks but she walked towards the door, so Lin Feng didn't react for a moment what Rong Bing was going to do.

"Do you want to go out and buy some? No, just drink boiled water." The man stopped the woman.

"Buy?" Rong Bing was puzzled. Did she say she was going to buy it? There were all kinds of drinks at home. "No need to buy them. We have them at home. I'll bring them over for you to choose."

"Then there are other homes?" Lin Feng said in a low voice.

"What do you mean?"

"Don't you live here? Do you have other houses? Do you want to get it somewhere else?" Lin Feng explained.

"No, there's only this place. Why would I live in so many houses by myself?" Rong Bing thought Lin Feng was confused.

"What about you?" Lin Feng pointed at the courtyard gate, "Then how are you going to get out?"

Rong Bing stopped and realized that she was walking in the wrong direction. She was tongue-tied and said, "I was so focused on talking to you that I didn't know the direction."

After saying that, he lowered his head and walked home.

I cursed myself in my heart: Rong Bing, Rong Bing, are you really that nervous? You have done so many embarrassing things in just such a short while.

Lin Feng followed, he thought Rong Bing was very cute.

The refrigerator in Rong Bing's house is in the living room. When you open the refrigerator door, the top two layers are filled with drinks, the bottom two layers are filled with fruits and vegetables, and there are pre-prepared meals in the freezer.

Not knowing that Lin Feng was right behind him, Rong Bing bumped into Lin Feng again when he turned around after getting the drink.

"I'm sorry." This time it was Lin Feng who apologized, "Does it hurt?" He rubbed Rong Bing's forehead.

"It's okay. Are we incompatible? Why do we keep bumping into each other?"

"How can their horoscopes be incompatible? Aren't they inseparable? They bump into each other wherever they go. They are inseparable." Lin Feng changed his words.

The man's mouth was as sweet as honey.

In comparison, the previously extroverted Rong Bing now seems to be not good at speaking.

"Are you nervous?" Lin Feng exposed.

"Yeah, I'm nervous. I don't know why." Rong Bing mustered up the courage to say, "I started to get nervous the moment I saw you."

"Is it because I'm tall? I look scary?" Lin Feng knew that his appearance was very different from Rong Bing's, and most men in Jiangnan were gentle and polite, not as rough as men in the north. Rong Bing had seen too many of those types, so it was understandable that she was afraid of him.

"Of course not, my brother-in-law is also over 1.80 meters tall. I don't know why." Rong Bing hurriedly explained, not wanting Lin Feng to misunderstand.

"Then you sit down and I'll take care of whatever you want." The man was very familiar.

"By the way, you haven't eaten yet, right? What do you want to eat?" Rong Bing asked.

"I see there are vegetables in the refrigerator. Do you want to eat the meal I cook?" Lin Feng was ready to show off.

Rong Bing looked at him in disbelief. Lin Feng was a businessman and was on business trips most of the time. How could he cook?

Rong Bing’s cooking is just barely edible, but since it’s not her strong point, she didn’t mention it when chatting with Lin Feng.

"Can you cook?" the woman asked skeptically.

"Yes, but whether it tastes good or not is another matter. Do you want to try it?" Lin Feng said modestly. He really likes cooking. Perhaps because of the nature of his work, he is always running around. He is tired of eating restaurant food, so whenever he goes home, he will cook by himself.

"I see you've prepared so many dishes. Are you a good cook?" the man asked Rong Bing.

"Hey, my cooking is not good. As for me, have you ever heard the saying that bad students have a lot of stationery? I am that bad student. Even though I can cook all kinds of dishes, they are really not good. I'm just too lazy to go out, and the take-out is not available, so I have to cook by myself. It's cooked, but the taste is not good." Rong Bing's cooking skills are actually not that bad. After all, he has run a restaurant for a while.

I just don’t know how good the other person’s cooking skills are, so I have to be conservative.

"Then let's cook together?" Lin Feng suggested.

"Okay, it's a good opportunity for me to learn from you." Rong Bing accepted it with pleasure.

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Heavenly City.

When Zhou Luo woke up, Fu Jingchen had already left and breakfast was placed on the dining table.

Before Zhou Luo started eating, he received a call from his mother.

"Luoluo, are you up yet?"

"Get up."

"Okay, I'll come over and bring you breakfast right away." Mother Zhou knew that her daughter was pregnant and that she must have a balanced nutrition during pregnancy.

"Mom, no need, Jingchen has prepared it." Zhou Luo said, looking at the porridge on the dining table.

Mother Zhou asked what Fu Jingchen had prepared. When she heard that there was only porridge, she immediately said, "Your father and I will eat porridge. You can't eat this. It's not nutritious enough and will cause your blood sugar to rise."

"Mom, this is Fu Jingchen's gift." Zhou Luo didn't think there was anything wrong with the porridge.

"Kid, I'm not asking you to pour it out. We'll eat it and you can eat the rest. Don't be stubborn, we'll be there soon." Mother Zhou had already left the house when she made the call.

"Mr. Zhou, let me tell you, if we don't stay in Tiancheng, our daughter will have no food to eat. In my opinion, don't go back and wait until the baby is born." Mother Zhou hung up the phone and discussed with her husband.