The actor who wears it is a loyal dog

"You will live in the guest room from now on. Don't come into my bedroom casually. Just knock on the door if you have something to do." Feng Jing continued to talk about the "rules" of his own house. It is very important to clarify your living habits with your roommates before renting together. matter.

Feng Jing's home is the down payment he made with the profit from the first script he sold plus the extra money he earned from writing novels.Although it was very painful, Feng Jing was very satisfied with this family.

This suite has two bedrooms, and the master bedroom is connected to the study room and a small bathroom. The area is large enough for a family of three to live comfortably, and now Feng Xing lives in it without being crowded.

Thinking of this, Feng Jing sighed, the evil little money really makes people happy.

"Do you know how to use the bathroom and home appliances?" Feng Jing asked Feng Xing.

Although Feng Xing's head was raised high, Feng Jing could still feel his tameness from the curvature of his neck.

"I've already learned it, Mr. Feng." Feng Jing felt very awkward when he heard that Feng Xing said Mr. Feng in every sentence, but thinking about the long days to come, there is naturally plenty of time to get used to it.

"Then what about cooking?" Feng Jing was suddenly curious.

"Sorry, Mr. Feng, I..." Asked another thoughtless question, Feng Jing was secretly annoyed, knowing with his feet that an organization like the Secret Service would not be able to teach anything about cooking.

"I'm not a good cook, if you don't want to eat takeout with me, you can learn." Feng Jing added silently in his heart as I could still eat along with me.When he bought this house because he was lazy, he chose the one that had already been renovated. For this kind of "luxury house", the decoration level is naturally not bad, and the furniture is also very complete.

"Okay, Mr. Feng." Feng Xing responded.

"Sure, don't stand still, sit down first, someone will deliver food in a while, it's weird for you to stand." Feng Xing was used to being called Mr. Feng, stood up, and patted the non-existent ashes on his buttocks .

"After dinner, I'll take you to buy some daily necessities in the afternoon, and we'll talk about your study and education when we come back in the evening." Feng Jing saw that his mobile phone showed that his takeaway had arrived at the entrance of the community, so he was ready to unilaterally end this trip " Exchange activities for future cohabiting roommates".

He felt that something was missing again, "If you need anything, you can tell me. I usually get up at about eight o'clock in the morning and go to bed at twelve o'clock in the evening. It is enough to keep quiet during this period and during the morning break."

Feng Jing pressed Feng Xing on the sofa, "Sit."

There was a knock on the door outside.

Even if there is more curiosity, confusion and discomfort, what does it matter?After all, the future is long.

A good day starts with one, no, two takeaways.Feng Jing thought happily.

No matter how magical the time travel is, how unreliable the Secret Service is in handling this matter, filling the stomach is the prerequisite for everything.

Feng Jing didn't order any special food, but the box lunch with fried eggs was enough to satisfy him. After all, for a "dead house" who drinks happy water and milk tea at home every day, although the food is good, it is not as simple as takeaway convenient.

He glanced at Feng Xing who was sitting upright, and lamented in his heart that the leather sofa he had bought with a lot of money to enjoy was treated as a chair welded to the floor in the interrogation room.

He patted Feng Xing's shoulder and motioned him to go to the table for dinner with him, Feng Xing obediently followed, this terrible silence made Feng Jing very crazy - it's better to be at home alone.

"Sit down." Feng Jing opened the lunch box, prepared the tableware, and was ready to start.

Feng Xing obviously didn't dare to eat at the same table as his master, but Feng Jing didn't care about it.

"I'll let you sit down." Sure enough, harsh words were very effective, Feng Xing sat down obediently, Feng Jing didn't want to make him feel uncomfortable, and went back to the bedroom with his lunch box.

While eating Fengjing, he made complaints about it, obviously it was his own home, so he couldn't eat properly at the table.

Leaving aside that Feng Jing ate the boxed lunch in front of him like an enemy, Feng Xing was very moved looking at the meal in front of him.

It’s not about how delicious the food is—he was used to the rich food of this era during the three months he was taken away, but this time it was different, it was prepared for him by his master who had been thinking about it for three months, and it was he who came The first meal after arriving at the host's house naturally has a very different meaning.

Feng Jing finished his meal three times, five times and two times, afraid that Feng Xing would not finish eating, so he was in no hurry to go out, and started to make a list on his mobile phone to see what he needed to buy.

After thinking about it for a long time, he found that the things he really needed were towels, toothbrushes, and autumn and winter clothes. I don't know what the people in the Secret Service thought, but he only wore a shirt in such a cold day.

The plot in the novel suddenly appeared in his mind, Feng Xing didn't have internal strength, did he?Feng Jing hurriedly rushed out of the room and bumped into a "wall" when this idea came to his head and he couldn't go back.

"Uh——" Feng Jing looked at Feng Xing with a bit of "resentment", who knew what this guy was doing by guarding in front of his door after eating.

In fact, it didn't hurt that much, but it was so strange to bump into a man's arms all of a sudden.

Before Feng Jing could speak, he saw the man kneeling on the ground again—this time there was no carpet, so Feng Jing could only swallow back what he hadn't said, and pulled him up, "I don't mean to tell you not to kneel Yet?"

Hearing this, Feng Xing started to tremble again, but he didn't dare to kneel again, "I know I was wrong."

Feng Jing pulled him onto the sofa again, and decided that no matter how difficult the communication was, he must speak up, at least not let him be so afraid of himself.

"Feng Xing, let's have a good talk." Feng Jing didn't know where to start.

"Tell me about your past. What did you do before?" He planned to learn about his past, trying to understand his present performance.

"Nu was originally the leader of the secret guards next to Prime Minister Qin, and was responsible for protecting Qin's safety in the dark. Later, Qin was assassinated and killed, and Nu was demoted to a lowly slave because of his dereliction of duty." Feng Xing was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized.

"Oh? Then your martial arts are very strong?" Feng Jing heard what Feng Xing said, and felt that the commander of the hidden guard might be a very big official. "Don't call yourself a slave."

"Yes, Mr. Feng. I have been practicing martial arts for 15 years. I can't say that my martial arts are strong, but I can protect you well." Feng Xing's tone rarely showed some confidence.

Feng Jing saw a different side of Feng Xing, and a little touch appeared in his heart.Although Feng Jing, as an otaku, had limited contact with people, his EQ told him that if he asked Feng Xing why he didn't protect Mr. Qin well at this time, Feng Xing's domineering arrogance just now might disappear.

"Then do you know internal strength? It means that you can fly around in the sky, split mountains and break rocks, and fly flowers and pick leaves a hundred steps away, but also kill people?" Feng Jing finally asked the question he hadn't asked all this time. .

Feng Xing was a little stunned. Although he lowered his head and missed Feng Jing's shining eyes, his voice also told Feng Xing that his master was very much looking forward to him doing this.But……

"This, this is probably the work of a god..." Feng Xing still spoke the truth in a murmur.

"However, I heard from the people who took me away before that it is common to take people's lives a hundred steps away and fly people into the sky. You can ask them." Feng Xing didn't want to disappoint his master, so he hurriedly made a remedy and put forward his own suggestion.

It was only after Feng Jing heard this that he realized that those so-called internal strength really only existed in novels.Withdrawing his regret, he remembered that Feng Xing had mentioned his three-month life in the Secret Service, so he asked him what happened after he traveled over.

The author has something to say: The next book "After the Movie King Becomes the Father of BJD" and "[Quick Transmigration] What about Scum Gong" will be updated at the same time

The next book is "The Blind Date Is a Loyal Dog"

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