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Provence district.

In the newly renovated house, the windows are bright and clean. The sunken living room design and the overall high-grade gray color scheme fill the whole living room with a warm atmosphere—except for some weird and even bad smell in the air. The style kitchen spreads to every corner of the living room.

The young boy sitting at the dining table seemed to have been used to it for a long time, and he didn't notice the strange smell. Instead, he held the big bowl on the table and ate deliciously.

The freshly cooked noodle soup was hot, but he didn't eat it very fast, but he chewed every mouthful of noodle for a long time before he was willing to swallow it.

Running around outside in the past few days, all I can eat is the simple business meal called by the assistant. It looks beautiful and rich, but it is as cold as chewing wax. .

Seeing the line on the packaging bag that said "for the digital gentleman—by the anchor Feiran", Shao Tingfeng had the idea of ​​cooking by himself for the first time.

It's a pity that because too much chili oil was put in, after a while, Shao Tingfeng was so hot that his forehead was covered with sweat and his tongue was numb.When I felt the spicy energy slowed down a bit, I continued to sip the noodles, and when the spicyness became unbearable, I drank tap water. In such a peculiar way, I finished a large bowl of noodles with difficulty and persistence.

Even so, he still thought with satisfaction: "Fei Fei's taste is still good, even if it's only one-tenth."

The phone screen lit up, and it was a message from Cheng Fei.

Cheng Fei: [Think beautifully, have a snack, stay away for so many days and nights, come back and see how I deal with you]

Ten minutes later, the second sentence came awkwardly: [When will you arrive]

A faint smile appeared in Shao Tingfeng's eyes, and he thought seriously that the last snack he ate was cupcakes, and it took about an hour at Feifei's speed.

So he lowered his head and typed on the screen with his fingers stained with red oil: [When the snacks are ready]

Cheng Fei: [(middle finger) (eyes) (lip curl) (fist)]

The smile in Shao Tingfeng's eyes deepened, and he was rummaging through the chat box unskillfully, when the doorbell rang.

"Ding-dong-"

The newly installed doorbell sounded very loud, resounding loudly throughout the house, Shao Tingfeng shook his fingertips, and chose the wrong expression.

Shao Tingfeng: [(Wang Chai)]

Seeing the dog's head shaking its head and looking extremely in need of a beating, Shao Tingfeng immediately wanted to withdraw the sand sculpture expression that didn't suit his temperament, but it was too late, Cheng Fei had already seen it, and handed him a kitchen knife come over.

Cheng Fei: [(bloody)]

Shao Tingfeng wanted to type again, but the doorbell rang again.

He suppressed the smile in his eyes, kicked the phone into his pocket, got up and opened the door.

Outside the door was an elite-looking man in a suit and with his hair combed back, but when we met him, the man's aura was a bit shorter, and he said respectfully: "Mr. Shao, the information is here..."

Before he finished speaking, his respectful face suddenly froze, his nose twitched, and he almost fainted from the smoke: "Shao, Mr. Shao, your room... seems to have some kind of smell?"

The strong, indescribable smell almost made him roll his eyes. If it weren't for his strong expression management ability, he might be embarrassing in front of his boss.

But Mr. Xiao Shao ignored his question, and said flatly: "Thank you Assistant Yang."

Then reach out for information.

Assistant Yang held his breath and hurriedly handed him the information.

Shao Tingfeng had no intention of inviting him in, so he stood at the door and flipped through the papers, giving some brief comments on some of the papers.

"These places do what I tell them to do, and the rest, they'll figure out what to do."

"Okay." Assistant Yang's professionalism was extremely high, and even though he was about to faint, he still remembered his words firmly in the first place.

"By the way, Mr. Shao, there is one more thing about you—" Assistant Yang thought about it, "Someone has been quietly inquiring about you recently."

Shao Tingfeng raised his eyes lazily, looking absent-minded.

"Ask me?"

"Yes, to be precise, to inquire about your relationship with Cream TV and your assets." Assistant Yang swallowed, "But don't worry, because I have always been in charge of your external relations, so they It can only be my information.”

Shao Tingfeng said "hmm": "How long have you been harassed?"

"What happened in the last week."

Shao Tingfeng murmured mockingly: "It seems that the Shao family is at the end of their rope..."

"Ah? Mr. Shao, what did you say? Do you know who those people are?"

Shao Tingfeng casually handed the information back to Assistant Yang: "Don't worry about it, just block it when it comes." After a pause, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, "Find out the person who sent the photo as soon as possible."

Assistant Yang was sweating on his forehead: "Okay, Mr. Shao. Are you going back to school now?"

After getting an affirmative answer, Assistant Yang stood at the door and waited.

The large apartment on the first floor was very comfortable. Shao Tingfeng didn't close the door, so he turned around to clean up the kitchen. After cleaning up the messy stove, he rolled up the food on the dining table and threw it into the trash can.Only the packaging bag of the snail powder was not willing to throw away, not only wiped it carefully with a wet towel, but then put it neatly into the notebook like saving some exquisite stamps.

After tidying up these things quickly, Shao Tingfeng bundled up the garbage bag and carried it up and walked out the door, only to see Assistant Yang outside the door looking suffocated, frowning slightly: "What?"

Assistant Yang felt that the smell was strong when he was standing at the door, but now that his boss came out, he felt that the smell was even more smoky.

But he didn't dare to say it clearly, so he had to hint vaguely: "Mr. Shao, although this house has been completed, if you find any other problems, I can help you solve them right away."

Shao Tingfeng was silent for a while: "There are many problems."

Assistant Yang raised his head.

"Change the doorbell, it's too noisy."

"All corners must have crash strips."

"bathroom……"

Assistant Yang wrote down his instructions one by one, and became more serious when he heard the mention of "toilet" at the end. After all, it smells so strong and it is so embarrassing to use.

Unexpectedly, Boss Xiao Shao paused, but said: "Enough handrails should be added in both the dry area and the wet area."

After Shao Tingfeng finished his orders, he closed the door, put a garbage bag in one hand and the other, went to the elevator and pressed the button by himself.

When passing by Assistant Yang, there was a gust of indescribable wind.

Assistant Yang: "..."

That's it?That's it?Mr. Shao, have you forgotten the most important waterway rectification?

It's a pity that Mr. Shao was unaware of the strange smell. He got off the elevator and the parking lot all the way until he got in the car. After the air in the whole car was "polluted", Assistant Yang was worried that he would make a fool of himself when he went back to school, so he finally couldn't bear it. Shu opened his mouth: "Shao, Mr. Shao, there is one thing I want to remind you."

Shao Tingfeng, who was asleep, didn't even open his eyes, and tapped the leather sofa in response.

At the risk of being fired, Assistant Yang pushed the mirror frame, hesitating: "Your body... smells a little bit."

Shao Tingfeng raised a slit in his eyes in confusion.

"It's sour, sour, just..." Assistant Yang coughed, biting the bullet and talking nonsense, "It's very irritating, and it may affect your image in the hearts of your roommates and classmates."

Shao Tingfeng: "..."

He slowly raised his arm, sniffed at the cuffs, lifted up his jacket and sniffed at the hem, and suddenly understood.

Every time in the dormitory, the ventilation system is turned on to the maximum when making escargot and duck feet stew, so the smell is not so obvious, and he seems to have forgotten this step just now.

After a while, Shao Tingfeng calmly said, "Turn around and go to the nearest shopping mall."

I haven't seen you for a few days, so I can't go back to see Fei Fei in such a distressed state.

Assistant Yang volunteered to help with reference, and Shao Tingfeng handed over the dress image to him.The two of them chose a set of clothes as quickly as possible in the shopping mall. Except for the innermost underwear, Shao Tingfeng replaced himself with new ones from the inside to the outside. few.

Assistant Yang sniffled and felt that his head still had that strange smell, so when passing by a beauty salon, he sincerely suggested: "Mr. Shao, your hair is a little long, you can go in and take care of it."

He has to wash his hair when he gets his hair done. He's such a smart guy.

Shao Tingfeng usually doesn't like being bumped on the head, but thinking that Cheng Fei has indeed disliked such things, he pursed his lips, stepped forward with his long legs, and walked in with his hands in his pockets.

The decoration of the barber shop is high-end and luxurious, and there are a few demon teachers Tony standing at the door. A group of people are very excited to see the two of them. One reason is that Shao Tingfeng is too handsome. Just like a star, the moment they saw him, several people had already thought of several hairstyles reflexively in their minds; on the other side, Assistant Yang in a suit and leather shoes was not amazing, but his well-tailored formal suit made him look extremely unattractive Vulgar——

The two of them exuded the breath of money from top to bottom.

They greeted each other warmly while picking up the brochures, ready to slaughter the two fat sheep for a while, when the handsome guy at the head looked around the empty storefront, pushed the brochure indifferently, and said briefly: "Buy one Take the comb."

Assistant Yang: "..."

Tony teachers: ? ? ?

This handsome guy, are you poisonous?

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Snow Academy.

One hour after another has passed since the time when the little cannon fodder said "the snacks are ready", Cheng Fei was bored with waiting, so he simply ate most of the first plate of anhydrous honey cakes that were baked.Seeing that Shao Tingfeng still didn't return, he simply squeezed thick cream on the remaining small cake, and then made shapes with great interest.

Cheng Fei's pastry skills are mediocre, far inferior to his Chinese cuisine, but the person who is used to holding a paintbrush gestures quickly and steadily, and within two strokes, there are Q-shaped small snails on the small cake.

Just as the freshly made cream cake was about to be put into the refrigerator to cool, there was a knock on the door.

Little Cannon Fodder didn't know how hurried he left that day. He left all the keys at the entrance and forgot to take them away. The person knocking on the door at this moment must be him who didn't run away.

Cheng Fei put down the cake, wiped his hand casually on the apron, and walked to the entrance to open the door.

Then he saw a strange Shao Tingfeng.

In the past, how rough the little cannon fodder was, he saw it every day, bangs always blocked his eyes, and he was always wearing the favorite plaid shirt of the man of science and technology. If it wasn't for his height and face, he would never find it in the crowd .

But now, Xiao Cannon Fodder's clothing has been greatly improved. The dark brown woolen coat just reaches the knees. The crisp shoulder line design makes him look very energetic. The pants and inner clothing are all harmonious and low-key. The distance is full of the unique luster of young people. At a glance, Shao Tingfeng is like a school girl in an idol drama.

Of course, all youthful vigor is limited to the head below.

Cheng Fei's eyes moved up, and when he touched his slightly funny big back, he was stunned for two seconds, and then he laughed inconspicuously.

"Hahahahahaha, your head..."

Shao Tingfeng, who thought he would get a compliment like "a little handsome", felt a little nervous: "..."

The back of the hair was combed smoothly, and it was tightly attached to the scalp, which perfectly portrayed Shao Tingfeng from a boy to an uncle.However, his face is so tender, he looks like a child stealing an adult's clothes.

Sin, who combed this little cannon fodder with such a look?

Amidst Cheng Fei's laughter, Shao Tingfeng entered the room silently, changed his shoes silently, and laughed away all the opening remarks he was thinking about.

Just when he was depressed, the laughter stopped, and Cheng Fei stepped forward to hold his arm, then raised his hand and rubbed his slicked back hair vigorously.

"Who made it for you? The good campus oppa was turned into Ojisang," Cheng Fei couldn't laugh or cry, "You're only 20 years old, I'll try this hairstyle when you're [-]."

Not long ago, Shao Tingfeng, who was touched by someone's hair as if being executed, now lowered his noble head and let others ravage him.

He felt a little wronged in his heart. This head was agreed by several Tony teachers and Assistant Yang. It is said that it is "standard for mature men", so he reluctantly sat there for people to fiddle with, but unfortunately he couldn't please it.

Cheng Fei kneaded all the thin layer of hairspray that was used to fix the surface, and then touched the soft hair underneath.The little cannon fodder was cold, but his hair was unexpectedly soft, so he couldn't help but rub it a few more times.

Shao Tingfeng felt that he couldn't put it down, and his heart moved, and he quietly arched his head towards his neck.While he wasn't paying attention, he secretly took a deep breath.

Cheng Fei just finished making the cream cake, it is sweet and smells delicious.

Shao Tingfeng instinctively felt a little hungry, and swallowed subconsciously.His left brain was rationally thinking about "Is Feifei going to make something delicious", while his right brain was thinking "Who is sweeter, Feifei or butter?" He heard Cheng Fei's slightly heavier breathing, as if there was some bug on his head, and he pulled it hard a few times.

Then, the slender white hand pulled the bangs that Mr. Tony deliberately combed back to the front again.

Shao Tingfeng's sight was half blocked by his own bangs. In the haze, the person who was originally shorter than him stood on tiptoe, raised his head, and slowly leaned towards him.

Cheng Fei's lips were a beautiful light pink, and they were slightly parted because of surprise, and a little bit of shiny and white teeth could be seen.

He just got closer and closer, and finally stopped at a distance of one or two centimeters in front of Shao Tingfeng's nose.

The hearts of both of them were beating violently at this moment. The difference was that Shao Tingfeng could smell the sweetness of honey in his breath, while Cheng Fei could smell a certain familiar smell left on his hair.

The author has something to say: Little Cannon Fodder: Sweet...

Fei Feizi: It stinks! ! !

One hundred secrets and one sparse, never thought that it was Mr. Tony who cheated his wealthy father: It’s cold, this broken store can be bought

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↑Haha originally wanted to say it, but Xiao Cannon Fodder’s original plan was to be romantic and aesthetic (if he had this kind of cells), not in this way...