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In fact, in addition to the susceptibility period, this dream that forced people to get up early has another layer of hints.

It's just that this layer is related to Mr. Feng's alpha dignity, so he knew it well, and deliberately ignored it this early in the morning, trying to avoid thinking too much about it.

Feng Yixun's terminal was still in his hand after he had checked the time. He never liked to turn on too many lights when he woke up in the morning, even if it was still early in the morning, the sky outside was only gray with a little white. If the light is on, the whole room is mostly in darkness.

He still didn't turn it on, and just let himself go for a while in the darkness. Then, he lowered his head and fiddled with the terminal again, and quickly brought up the chat window with Luken.

It is rare for him to send a voice to the other party. It is very short, only five words, saying: "Small seafood ravioli."

It's a bit like ordering food remotely by voice.

However, the avatar of the person who ordered the order is still as dark as the room and the outside sky, and it has not been online yet.

Feng Yixun usually wakes up quite early, but today it will be half an hour earlier than his usual wake up time, so Lu Ken is not online, and he probably hasn't even woken up yet, which is within his expectation.

But waking up too early is the same as staying up too late. They both have a special magic that can make people feel a little lonely for no reason.

He still sent a message, so that he had a little hope that the other party would see it and reply as soon as he went online.

The slight expectation brought by Luken is just right, and it is enough to offset the little loneliness that sprouts.

This is a habit that Feng Yixun developed unknowingly after he woke up from a nightmare last time, opened the terminal casually and found that Lu Ken had left him a message in the middle of the night.

The avatar of the little robot WALL-E lights up after about 10 minutes, and the suffix of "unread" in the short voice jumps to "read" in a blink of an eye.

Feng Yixun's terminal buzzed in the next second, and he saw Wali also spit out a speech bubble—I don't know what new function Luken has recently activated, the speech bubble he sent and Feng Yixun's original default The bubbles are actually different, like an oversized skittle candy, it will make a "biu" sound when poked on it, and a small string of flashing hearts will explode.

Mr. Feng was blinded by this set of operations, and suspected that Lu Ken's aesthetics of special effects were still at the level of young children.

He had to close his eyes to resist the damage to his retina from the terrible special effect, and then he heard Luken's voice finally sounded after the special effect passed.

Lu Ken said, "Okay."

Just one word?

Feng Yixun suddenly became dissatisfied. He felt that Lu Ken's reply was not as long as the fancy special effects just now, and he deeply felt that the damage and reward he received were extremely unequal.

Fortunately, Lu Ken sent another message soon, and it was still a voice: "Have you been up for a while? You woke up very early today?"

This time the voice was longer than the special effects, which relieved Feng Yixun's dissatisfaction, but at the same time it also made him inevitably recall the content of last night's dream.

Of course Feng Yixun wouldn't tell Lu Ken what dream he had last night, he just said "I can't sleep anymore" vaguely.

When Lu Ken sent another message, he smiled at the beginning and said, "It's finally the day of the meeting, are you a little nervous?"

"Then you are underestimating me." Feng Yixun retorted without hesitation, "I will never be nervous about something I am ready for."

Their relationship has become closer and closer in the past few months. In the past, when the two got along, it was like Lu Ken followed Feng around and tolerated all the bad tempers of President Feng with his good-natured temper. Now they often quarrel, Luken would occasionally ignore the president's willful request and make some more healthy decisions on his behalf.

This tense topic caused the two of them to send a few voice messages back and forth. In the end, despite the recent significant increase in the right to speak, Luken, who is still proficient in the secrets of smooth hair, took the lead in waving the white flag, and he ended the bickering with "good enough".

Maybe Feng Yixun has his own filter, and he would feel perfunctory when he said this from someone else, with a taste of "you have no reason but I don't want to argue with you".

But when Lu Ken said it, not only did he not think it was perfunctory, but he also thought it was quite pleasing.

Lu Ken didn't ask any more questions since he wasn't nervous, so why did Mr. Feng wake up so early that day.

He promised that the most delicious seafood wonton in the city would be delivered together with him. Considering that Feng Yixun was already sober today, he would advance today's takeaway delivery time a little earlier.

Feng Yixun thought of the bowl of homemade seafood wontons in his dream, and suddenly couldn't help asking, "Can you make it?"

"What?" Lu Ken didn't react immediately.

After Feng Yixun finished speaking, he felt very stupid—others hadn't really invited them to the house, and all the things that crossed the line were done in a dream, but in reality, he still wondered whether Lu Ken had the skill of making supper.

He paused, trying to fool it with "nothing".

However, the voice sent out is not like the words spoken face to face. It has a very fatal playback function, which can be listened to repeatedly by the recipient.

Almost at the same time as Feng Yixun said "nothing", Lu Ken's speech bubble also popped up.

"Wonton?" Lu Ken suddenly realized, "I don't know how to do this, but I can try to learn. If I succeed, I will try it for you next time."

Before Feng Yixun heard a voice, the dialogue box flickered again, and Lu Ken immediately sent him a picture.

He took a closer look and found that Assistant Lu, who was extremely efficient in action, had already searched for recipes during this sentence, and what he sent him was a screenshot of the production method.

There are delicate borders on the top and bottom of the screenshot, it looks like it was taken from a popular app, probably an internet celebrity recipe.

"It's definitely too late to learn today." Lu Ken continued in the second voice following, "Add an extra cream to your coffee as compensation. But seafood wontons and coffee may be a bit strange, I think Bring an extra cup of soy milk, and save the coffee for drinking in the office."

"Why is 'adding an extra cream' considered compensation to me?" Feng Yixun heard half of the voice, and finally couldn't help cutting it off midway, questioning Lu Ken, "Are you concerned about my age? What misunderstanding, how old do you think I am?"

Lu Ken was quiet for a while, as if he was seriously thinking about whether to add milk to the dignified 28-year-old president's coffee.

Feng Yixun actually doesn't like too bitter taste, and he doesn't like certain precious but too sour coffees, but he rarely takes the initiative to show people what he really prefers, and he can drink all bitter and sour drinks as if nothing happened .

At least from the outside, he is mature enough to swallow everything labeled mature, stable, and elite.

It was only after Lu Ken got closer to him that he observed through the accumulated time of getting along. The CEO's mood index would rise by at least five points after he found out that there was dessert in the extra meal of the day. After receiving the coffee with double milk Then it will rise seven points.If the coffee has double milk and a chocolate base, then the index is full ten points.

If one day he paired Mr. Feng with dessert and coffee with high milk and low acidity at the same time in his afternoon tea, Feng Yixun would put on the airs of a mature president and comment that the set meal was too sugary. , is a carbohydrate bomb, criticize it sharply from calories to healthiness-and then eat it quietly.

When Lu Ken finished a stage of work and went to the president's office to clean up, he would only receive an empty plate.

Lu Ken: "Because you are usually too harsh on yourself."

After a while, Lu Ken finally sent a message. Feng Yixun poked it open with the blinding special effects that he was almost used to seeing, and heard Lu Ken's voice echoing in his oversized room.

Lu Ken said seriously: "That's why I always want to give you these things that you would not allow yourself to ask for normally, no matter what age you are now."

Instead, Feng Yixun was quiet again.

He put his fingers on the keyboard connected to the terminal, and wanted to poke the voice just now and listen to it again, but he hesitated for some reason, as if listening to such words again would burn his ears.

As a result, that finger curled up slightly, and the distinct knuckles straightened and then curled, and finally only hesitantly clicked on the blank part of the screen.

Someone is telling him that it's okay for him to act like he doesn't fit those labels perfectly.

Feng Yixun couldn't tell what mood he was in at the moment, he seemed to find it a bit novel, and also felt that it was a big breath for Lu Ken, who was younger than him, to say this.

Then he also felt that he was indeed a little happy.

"Then you have to work harder." Feng Yixun pressed the voice input when the light slanted on his face, he half-closed his eyes under the light, and said while looking at the bright sky outside the window, "It's really easy to add an extra cream."

And he is used to catering to labels, and will not indulge himself to ask for much more than these simple things.

But at least, Feng Yixun had just pushed the gate of the "territory" out again, and was asking the people outside to try harder to get closer.

Luken is the kind of straight-ball player who can speak his mind, and never hesitates to say it. In this moment when Feng Yixiu took the initiative to let go, implying that he can take the initiative from now on, he did not promise the other party at length. I will definitely work hard.

He just said, "Okay."

This was the last voice he uttered before he arrived at Xun Feng's house and brought Mr. Feng a hand-picked wonton.

Feng Yixun originally thought that with that overly charming and real dream in front of him, he would inevitably be embarrassed when the other protagonist in the dream appeared, but unexpectedly it turned out to be okay.

The hand-picked breakfast was perfect to warm their stomachs. After breakfast, they headed to the company as usual, during which all interactions were almost normal.

--almost.

The only "abnormality" in this is that when Luken parked the big SUV in the company's garage and pressed over as usual to unfasten the seat belt for Feng Yixing, Luken's hands did not have any superfluous meaning. He touched the seat belt buckle, but when his fingers accidentally brushed against his leg, Feng Yixun seemed to have been electrocuted, he pressed Lu Ken's hand without thinking, his thigh muscles tensed and said: "Don't touch it! "

Lu Ken raised his head inexplicably.

Mr. Feng tried his best to adjust his expression, and returned Lu Ken's hand to the other party himself. He tried his best to say as calmly as possible: "I mean, I'll just come by myself today."

The author has something to say:

I really like writing about the daily life of Momojiji!

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