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Lu Ken didn't ask Feng Yixun why he woke up early at five o'clock, and his words "what do you want to eat" jumped on the screen, as if by magic, bringing ordinary fireworks all at once.

And the fireworks that could be conveyed through the screen rushed towards his face, Feng Yixun couldn't tell why - maybe it was because he hadn't been greeted like this for a long time.

It may also be because he had just dreamed of the false concern in those old past events.

So this time, he received such a natural and certainly sincere concern, and found himself a little moved.

Of course, he would not tell Luken this.

He only replied to the other party——

E: I don't know.

E: Hungry.

The smell of the ocean in the house, which was so thick that it seemed to be brewing a storm, has faded a bit, and the overflow of pheromones has changed from uncontrollable to slowly withdrawn.

After Feng Yixuan woke up, his attention was either on the long-lost nightmare, or on his dangerous pheromones. While his sense of smell became sharper, his other senses were temporarily weakened.

At this moment, the pheromones were effectively controlled, his sober reason gained the upper hand, and his other senses gradually recovered, and he realized that he was really hungry after a while.

However, when Lu Ken asked what he wanted to eat, he couldn't think of a specific answer for a while, so he simply kicked the question back to Lu Ken.

The small dialog box flickered.

Lu Ken should be familiar with this kind of "don't know" answer, as if behind every "don't know" in Feng Yixun's words, there is a hidden menu that he already knows by heart.

Wally: Okay, I see.

Wally: Do you want to eat it at home and I will deliver it, or do you want to go to the company earlier and eat it in the office after I bring it to the company?

Feng Yixun's eyes fell on the "send it here".

Before he could make a judgment on these two options, Lu Ken made a comprehensive supplement.

Wall-E: Or do you want to hand over breakfast to the housekeeping robot, and after eating at home, I will still be the same as before, and I will only be responsible for bringing coffee to the company later?

Feng Yixun's fingertips that landed on the reply button hovered for a while, but he didn't press it.

For a moment, he really considered the option of having Luken send it over.

But for him, the apartment is the "top priority" in the territory. He is not [-]% sure that no matter what happens between the two of them in the future, this relationship will not end without a problem. Before that, He will definitely not let anyone come here easily.

The sentence "then you come here" was not sent out after all.

Feng Yixun deleted it.

E: Go to the company earlier.

E: I prefer to hand over breakfast to a cleaning robot.

E: But you have to make sure I get breakfast before I starve to death.

Of course, even if the "cleaning robot" runs out of battery, it won't let his Eva starve miserably.

Lu Ken replied quickly and assured Feng Yixun that he would definitely come to the company before the CEO.

Feng Yixun was aroused for a short time to be competitive, thinking that he, who drives a car, should be faster than Lu Ken, who uses a traditional bicycle.

But this competitive spirit didn't last long, as Feng Yixun got up and was about to go to the bathroom to tidy himself up, he passed by a mirror and stopped to look at his own image at the moment——

His black hair was disheveled and his pajamas were wrinkled.

Coupled with the faint ocean atmosphere remaining in the room, the whole person looks like a mass of seaweed that has just been salvaged from the sea.

Feng Yixun: "..."

Mr. Feng, who was particular about his external image, really couldn't reach a reconciliation with himself, so he let himself tidy up and go out hastily.

He quickly dismissed the naive idea of ​​comparing Luken to the company's speed, and stuffed himself into the bathroom until he was sure that even his hair was impeccable, then he picked up his coat and went to the company.

This was probably the first time in Feng Yixun's memory that he arrived at the office early for such a weird reason as "eating breakfast".

But it was very strange, when he took the elevator through those still dark floors, and walked through the corridors that were even more silent than before, he heard a slight sound of activity at the door of his office, and saw it when he opened the door. When the light leaked from the gap, he suddenly felt an indescribable irony.

Luken was just right where he could see it as soon as he opened the door.

Because it was not yet working time, the other party was dressed very casually, with only half of the shirt tucked into the trousers neatly, and the buttons on the cuffs and neckline were loose.

Lu Ken looked up in the harmonious light in the background, and found Feng Yixun at the door, who gave him a smile without haze.

"Breakfast arrived early as promised." Lu Ken said, "But you have to take the initiative to come over to eat it. You will definitely be hungry if you just stand at the door and watch."

Feng Yixun might have stood by the door for a long time, but he only crossed his arms when he heard the sound, and looked at the things on the table next to him with a scrutiny posture—he had only been looking at Luken since he entered the door. I haven't had time to pay attention to other things.

"After all, I have to wait and see what you bring me first." President Feng said calmly, "If it doesn't suit me, it's also convenient for me to turn around and go to the 24-hour restaurant downstairs immediately."

It's just a nasty lie.

Not to mention that it is difficult for Lu Ken to bring something that Feng Yixun really doesn't like, the other party may now know his preferences better than Feng Yixun himself.

Even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, Luken missed today, and what he brought is totally not to Mr. Feng's appetite...Feng Yixun probably has no choice but to turn around and leave.

He was very picky about Luken in his posture, but he walked over in cooperation with him after speaking.

Then Mr. Feng used his taste buds to justify Assistant Lu who had been questioned - this breakfast was enough for him from the staple food to the drinks.

"It seems that there is no need to go to the 24-hour restaurant downstairs?" Lu Ken teased while clearing out the empty insulation box.

The face-saving Mr. Feng let out a "huh", not affirming but not denying.

He lazily changed his posture when Luken was busy, and naturally felt sleepy after being a little full. He tilted his head to watch Luken clean up the table and then adjusted the air conditioner, and opened a window far away from the desk.

"Is there something else I forgot to settle with you?" Feng Yixun asked when Lu Ken walked towards him again. Because he was sleepy, even his tone was lazy. Complain, "Did you say I was like a financial product?"

"Do I have it?" Lu Ken blatantly pretended to be stupid.

But who made him post the phrase "financial management products" directly on the planet?Mr. Feng was not at all moved by this pretending to be stupid, and directly recalled the chat history with his backhand. He pointed out seriously: "Of course you have,"

With all the evidence, Lu Ken blinked his eyes, and could only obediently admit his mistake, showing that he shouldn't think that the wise and powerful CEO is like a financial product—even thinking about it.

Feng Yixun should be satisfied with Lu Ken's reaction, but he always felt that something was weird.

It seemed that he was still looking for trouble after eating and drinking, and Lu Ken spoiled him with a good temper.

"..." Feeling the subtlety, Mr. Feng put down the hand supporting his head, pondered for a while, and finally decided to attribute this strange feeling to the fact that he got up too early today, and easily lost his mind.

He remembered the pheromone disorder that suddenly appeared in the early morning of this morning, changed the subject, and told Lu Ken: "When Asa comes to work, you can re-coordinate your work and help me avoid all unnecessary entertainment and gatherings of the same nature in the near future. Activity."

"Okay." Lu Ken said, and then he asked with concern, "What's the matter? Are there other arrangements, or are you too tired recently?"

"None." Feng Yixun waved his hand, and frowned in trouble, "It's because I may have reached a susceptible period recently, and I have slight antibodies to all Alpha blockers on the market. If you don't want pheromone Riots, it is best to actively avoid such crowded occasions."

Lu Ken was taken aback.

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Yes I fell asleep again last night【Dogeza

But I successfully made up the second update today!

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