go beside the loyal dog

Feeling the movement of Jiang Likun lifting the quilt and getting up to leave, and hearing the slight sound of locking the door, Feng Zhencai slowly got up from the bed, his neck was slightly straight, and there was a crisp 'crack' sound from his waist, he was almost out of breath. Feng Zhen couldn't help taking a deep breath, his tightly knit brows were deeply drawn into a groove, he closed his eyes and let out a long breath of foul air, and when he recovered, he got out of bed with a stiff face.

A half-meter-high wooden bucket was set up in the toilet, which was just big enough to accommodate Feng Zhen's slender figure. When he put himself into the wooden bucket with stiff hands and feet, the scalding hot water greatly relieved the torture he suffered all night. 'The taut skin, deep and shallow blue marks were burned on the snow-white chest and back, with a temptation to hide shame.

It wasn't until the hot water cooled down that Feng Zhen opened his eyes, which had been closed for rest, and stared at the scenery outside the window with cold eyes, blinked his dry eye sockets, got up and put on clean clothes.

In the next second there was a soft beeping sound, the door lock was turned, and Jiang Likun poked his head in immediately, with a flattering smirk on his face, "Zhenzhen, you got up, I bought the porridge back, and I just started cooking it .”

Feng Zhen stretched out his hand to wipe off the bean-sized sweat on his forehead, hummed casually, ignored the flattered stupid look of the dog, and walked out of the toilet along the remaining space on his side.

Jiang Likun didn't dare to be negligent with his dog's guts, he served porridge for others, and then blinked and flattered his eyes, "Eat quickly, eat quickly, I'm taking leave for morning class, it doesn't matter if we go to class later , I asked Asu to take care of it for us."

Feng Zhen glanced at him coolly, and the choking man rubbed his nose as if cold water had been poured on him, and bowed his head with a guilty smile.

Naturally, this little dog knows how fierce and aggressive his posture was last night. This girl has no self-control. She clings to life and death for two days a week to pay back, and Feng Zhen will die every time after all the trouble one time.

The white porridge was steaming, Feng Zhen leaned lazily on the chair, his expressionless and delicate facial features were blurred in the cloud of white steam, but that expression of squinting and squinting at people, proud and self-willed to the extreme, let Jiang Likun wished he could kneel down, hold his jade feet in worship and lick him.

"I, I, I will definitely...be careful next time." For some reason, Jiang Likun's face suddenly became hot and flushed, and he stumbled a little when he spoke, scratching his scalp, and then turned his head to persuade Feng Zhen to eat porridge.

"It's too hot." Feng Zhen rubbed his wrist carelessly, the white part of the jade irritated Jiang Likun's eyes, and people couldn't help but recall the slender fingers hugging his shoulder tightly last night. And the back, reflecting the red chest, makes people's sadism soar.

Jiang Likun graciously leaned over to help cool the porridge, glanced at the calendar on the wall indistinctly from the corner of his eyes, and counted the days. There was no one in the village or in the store, and it was less than two days since the last time this week was over. It was still a day away from the next little death, and his mind was spinning wildly, wondering if he would still be in troubled waters for two days to spend the weekend.

What happened last night was naturally the result of Feng Zhen's connivance. If he dared to connive, the dog naturally rushed up and down the pole, giving him three parts of the sun, and the whole sky was brilliant.

Sometimes, not only girls are jealous, but men can also kill people if they are jealous. Feng Zhen can only contribute himself if he wants to be smooth.Although half of his life would be lost in one toss, it was still his own will, so naturally he would not get angry at will, or even use some small excuse to send people away.

"I have something to go out after school in the afternoon," Feng Zhen casually said while holding a bowl of porridge that had run out of heat, without raising his eyelids, he couldn't see what he said for a while Emotions.

Jiang Likun just got a bargain, and he was still thinking about the next bargain in his heart. Naturally, he put on a bad face, but if he insisted, he had to persevere, "Then I will go with you."

"No need." Feng Zhen swallowed the last mouthful of porridge, and categorically rejected the proposal. In the end, he didn't explain, but just sat in his original position and stared at people without blinking. People's hearts softened.

Jiang Likun also knew that he couldn't go against him directly. After getting along with him during this period of time, he couldn't understand Feng Zhen's temperament very well. He said that he had a bad temper, and that this person could lie obediently and purely under him and do whatever he wanted, saying He has a good temper, this person is not happy, even if the two of them roll together on the bed, a little too much movement makes people uncomfortable, this person can directly kick you out of bed with raised eyebrows, you will not be crushed Watching your face rubbed back and forth into mud, condescending like a gentleman and being served carefully, I really don't know who is spoiling whom.

However, it is obvious that this can't make people face, but how to act behind the scenes is his business.

Before going out, Feng Zhen leaned against the door and raised his head, allowing Jiang Likun to hold the back of his head to exchange saliva tenderly. The lingering and ambiguous sound almost failed to sublimate the kiss again, and Feng Zhen used his hands to force it. Cleverly push it away.

"Stupid dog." When he opened the doorknob, the nasty boy rubbed the high-spirited part vigorously, licked his mouth fiercely at the person, and then quickly got out of the door before Jiang Likun came back to his senses, bang Close the door at once.

After Feng Zhen staggered into the classroom, Jiang Likun came late half an hour later. Unfortunately, someone who was 5 minutes late, under the hot gaze of all the students, was shamefully told "gently" by the political teacher After reviewing the necessity of obeying school rules and mottos, if he hadn't been teaching at that time, I believe he would have been more willing to discuss with Jiang Likun the principles from punctuality and trustworthiness to being a human being.

After class, Jiang Likun raised Feng Zhen's question with Zhao Xu while going to the bathroom. Obviously, he just expressed his concern for Feng Zhen in a normal manner, but when Zhao Xu gave him a strange look, he also felt a little strange. Get up unnaturally.

"Why are you looking at me?" Jiang Likun felt uncomfortable like crawling on lice.

Zhao Xu looked up and down, sneered slightly, and didn't say a word, but his look of "you're terminally ill" made him wonder whether he was really hopeless.

"How can Feng Zhen endure you?!" Zhao Xu shook his head and turned away, leaving Jiang Likun alone, while Zhang Er's monk was puzzled.

Jiang Likun was so full of anger when he went back, he didn't say anything for the whole day, it was so quiet that even Feng Zhen looked sideways.

I thought about it secretly in my heart, could it be that I didn't solve it in the morning and was suffocated?The more Feng Zhen thought about it, the brighter his eyes became. If he didn't feel that his gloating was not very kind, then he really wanted to hang a string of firecrackers to make his voice brighter.

Naturally, Feng Zhen had asked for leave for the evening self-study. Jiang Likun stood in the corridor on the third floor and watched Feng Zhen's tall and straight figure slowly disappearing from his sight. He turned around and went straight to Yu Shanshan, and glanced at Ding Ya by the way, An Jing Sitting quietly, there was no reaction, and it didn't look like he was hiding any secret with Feng Zhen.

Jiang Likun seemed to be suspicious all the time, he asked Yu Shanshan if he couldn't figure it out, and he had to think about it over and over again, and he didn't realize it after spending a long time outside the corridor as a male god for girls in other classes.

"I think what A Xu said is right, brother Kun, I think you are really a nightmare." Yu Shanshan really couldn't see it, so she simply pulled him aside and spoke earnestly.

"Huh?" Jiang Likun was puzzled.

Yu Shanshan sighed, "Feng Zhen has always had his own opinions, do you think he stopped you from doing something? He has something he wants to do, so you have no position to stop him, do you think so?"

"I'm just worried about him." Jiang Likun retorted.

"Then it's so boring to inquire about him. If you're really worried, just ask him." Yu Shanshan rolled her eyes.

"...He refused to tell." Jiang Likun was a little frustrated, his eyebrows drooped, and his mouth curled down. "He doesn't trust me. He has something to hide from me, but he just refuses to tell me, which makes me worry."

"Then you also have your own secrets, you and him are the same, no one is more important than the other." Yu Shanshan's answer was cool and to the point.

"That's different. As long as he asks me, he just doesn't trust me." Jiang Likun pursed his lips and raised his head stubbornly, his eyes were rebellious and fragile, like an abandoned little wild dog, "He just wants to leave me alone." Run by yourself." He said the latter sentence very lightly, but Yu Shanshan still heard it.

So, whoever meets whom is not destined?The evil of the previous life, the calamity of this life.

It's you who don't trust him, bro.Yu Shanshan said in her heart.

What Jiang Likun wanted was not necessarily given to Feng Zhen, but Jiang Likun was not satisfied with what Feng Zhen gave. In the final analysis, human greed was at work.

However, even if Feng Zhen dared to give it, Jiang Likun might not be able to afford the price.

Who said that love is a trip that you love and I want to go together, the world is not equal, and so is love.

Everyone knew some things in their hearts, but Yu Shanshan didn't dare to tell the truth to her face. She could only grind this person little by little to understand the taste of it. No matter how much she said, it would only be useful if this person could accept and understand it.

In the end, Yu Shanshan could only tell Jiang Likun with a hint, "Brother, Feng Zhen is human, you have to respect his ideas..."

Fart, I'm used to him enough, how can I not respect him enough?Is it wrong for me to be nervous about my sweetheart?Jiang Likun refuted in his heart with a dull face, but in fact he didn't listen to a word Yu Shanshan said.

However, Jiang Likun couldn't help frowning when he thought of Feng Zhen and Ding Ya's 'common secret'. .

Although I didn't pay much attention to the items mentioned before, and the actual behavior was not often observed, but the rules he set are different. This is not called the third chapter of the contract, it is called... oh, yes, this is called "vibration" Husband guide, keep husband training'.

On Feng Zhen's side, he was looking for a quiet teahouse near the school. He made a special trip to ask Ding Ya to ask Uncle Ding to come out to discuss the wood furniture factory that he mentioned earlier.

The Feng family and the Ding family are old friends, and they are naturally familiar with Uncle Ding Feng Zhen, but this time we are talking about serious business, so we chose a more formal place.

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and then got to the point.

"I heard that the Lu family's factory is really going to fail. It has been losing money for two years in a row, and now it can't even pay the wages. The thing about the workers gathering to make troubles that I mentioned a few days ago... is also true. Really?!" Feng Zhen went straight to the point, not thinking about bringing up other unnecessary topics with Uncle Ding.

Uncle Ding has the most contacts with the Lu family. It can be said that it is not easy for him to achieve his current position. Feng Zhen does not know how much of the Lu family accounts for it, but the second head of the Lu family is kind to him, so he is unwilling to do so. Casually sold this old brand factory at a low price.

"You've heard about it too," Uncle Ding sighed, "Xiao Ze is really not a businessman, otherwise I wouldn't want him to lose the Lu family's ancestral business. Although we are acquainted, I hope this The factory can shine in the hands of a suitable businessman, for the time being, I want to hear your opinion before making a conclusion."

Feng's family is thin, and father Feng's generation is full of scholars, not to mention how smart a scholar is, anyway, in Uncle Ding's eyes, it's easy to become a nerd if you read a lot of books. He never thinks that a businessman is inferior to a scholar , as long as the brain is active, you can earn stuttering anywhere.What's more, at Feng Zhen's current age, he just has no hair on his lips and can't do things well. He has to be looked down upon out of thin air. He doesn't trust him and naturally has his concerns.

Feng Zhen took out a plan that he had been pondering for a long time, and wrote down all his thoughts on a few pieces of paper. Although it was not very constructive, after all, he was not a professional financial genius, but there was one thing that Uncle Ding really liked. In his heart, that is, he did not give up the idea of ​​rebuilding this wood furniture factory, but felt that there would be more prospects and profitable places to work in this direction, and the opinions he put forward were also very pertinent.

Looking at this not-so-mature plan, Uncle Ding was still a little touched. Leaving aside this topic, he turned to the issue of the funds to acquire the factory. As far as he knew, the Feng family didn't have so many What's more, the original owner has left a lot of mess to clean up. Who wouldn't speak empty words, what is needed is strong and tough practical actions to stop those rambunctious voices.

Feng Zhen's plan is very detailed. He estimated it back and forth. Even if Uncle Ding came forward to lower the price for the current acquisition of the factory, if he wanted to get rid of the troubles in a down-to-earth way, at least 20 yuan would be needed. Affordable price.

The two studied it carefully, and Uncle Ding finally made a decision, "This matter can still be delayed for ten days and a half months, and I can still spare some time for you, as long as you get it all together within the agreed time." 20, I will promise to help you get it." Naturally, the promised 5% of the shares will also be sent to him.

"Then thank you, Uncle Ding, the school has access control, I have to go back, and I will come to the appointment next month today with my promise." Feng Zhen nodded politely at him, turned and left the slightly stuffy teahouse.

When he left the teahouse, he glanced at the clock on the wall out of the corner of his eye, and the time was slowly approaching 49:[-] in the night. Thinking of Jiang Likun's appearance of going into a rage again, he curled his lips helplessly.

Walking slowly along the street, small vendors can be seen everywhere in the lively street, and temporarily stabilized the current situation. Feng Zhen was in an unexpectedly good mood. There are two porcelain cups of the same size and shape, one depicts a lifelike little white cat lying in a rocking chair, squinting its eyes and looking lazily dressed; the other is a naive little black dog with its head drooping and its tail wagging slightly , I'm in a bad mood, don't bother with my funny scene, the handle of this porcelain cup is slightly curved, like a spoon-shaped slope rising upwards, forming a beautiful and rounded arc, just a glance makes people love it .

When he went back, Feng Zhen had two extra porcelain cups in his hands that were easily broken.

When Feng Zhen entered the school gate, it was exactly nine o'clock, and Jiang Likun was supposed to study by himself in the evening. After signing the entry and exit records with the guard uncle, Feng Zhen was ready to enter with a small bag.

At this time, the school was still quiet, because all the students lived in the school, and if they wanted to leave the school at night, they usually asked for a leave note from the head teacher. It was not easy to get that stuff, so Feng Zhen didn't meet anyone all the way. .

The laces of the sneakers on his feet were loose. Feng Zhen walked to a corner and lowered his head to fasten the laces, but he heard a few chattering voices from the guard a few meters away, and couldn't help but look back curiously.

Yang Fan was carrying a small bag and was talking to the guard uncle, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he looked quite impatient, but due to his usual image, he still patiently put on an innocent look.

After finally letting go, the car horn sounded twice outside the school gate, a burst of dazzling headlights struck, and the slowly falling car window revealed the original appearance of the car owner. The serious and upright look of the young man is very deceiving.

Feng Zhen looked thoughtfully at Yang Fan's obviously joyful expression, and he opened and closed his mouth, and he didn't know what he was talking about, but seeing the middle-aged man's face softened and rubbed his hair, and Yang Fan It has to be said that this is a very imaginative scene with a pleasing expression.

As for where to think of, this is very thought-provoking.

Perhaps it was Feng Zhen's naked eyes that could not be concealed, the middle-aged man glanced sharply at the dark corner where Feng Zhen was standing, raised his head and said something to Yang Fan, and after they got into the car, the two quickly left .

Feng Zhen looked at the car away from sight, touched the corner of his mouth and sneered, looked at the two porcelain cups in his hand, and walked briskly back to the dormitory.

Well, he has to go back and smooth that stupid dog.

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Well, I have to go to work tomorrow, and I finally made it up, hahahaha I'm so proud, baa chirp.

Goodnight everybody.

Well, and good morning.