With Feng Jing's great skill, He Zhiyuan has already helped Jiang Ran enter the building with his luggage.
He hesitated whether to go and look for Jiang Ran. She had just arrived home, and she must have been very tired too. It is estimated that she will have a meal first. Although she was not very happy that she went to dinner with He Zhiyuan, but He Zhiyuan helped her take care of Erhuang, and she wanted to invite him to dinner.
Forget it, wait until she comes back to find her
Jiang Ran went upstairs to put his luggage, and went out with He Zhiyuan with his bag on his back. Erhuang still wanted to go with him, but was finally persuaded by Jiang Ran to go back. The hot pot restaurant they ordered is not far from here. Jiang Ran frequents it often. The boss saw her walking in with a strange man, and he even teased.
Jiang Ran was a little uncomfortable, explained it to him, and sat down in a seat. Maybe it was because I was worried about Erhuang, or because she was too tired, she kept eating very fast, as if she wanted to finish eating quickly and hurry back.
"Are you in a hurry tonight?" He Zhiyuan looked at her and asked.
Jiang Ran held the chopsticks for a moment, and then said, "No, it's just that the goods piled up at home have to be sorted out, and the customers are waiting for me to ship the goods."
"That's it." He Zhiyuan nodded, and didn't ask any more, "You are very tired just when you come back. Don't be too reluctant. I'd rather get up early tomorrow than make it too late."
"Ok, I know."
The hot pot meal was over after a short period of time. Jiang Ran went to checkout, but he didn't ask He Zhiyuan to send herself back. He only said that he wanted to take a walk and digest after eating too much. He Zhiyuan didn't force it, and drove away by himself.
Jiang Ran walked for 20 minutes and returned to the residential area. When she walked downstairs, she subconsciously raised her head and glanced in the direction of the 15th floor. Don't know if Mr. Feng is at home
When she returned to the door, she heard the sound of Erhuang calling at the door before she opened the door, as if she had noticed that she was back.
Jiang Ran opened the door and walked in. Er Huang squatted at the door.
"Er Huang." Jiang Ran called it, and seeing her back, Er Huang happily circled her feet. Jiang Ran put on his slippers and walked to the living room, then he followed to the living room again.
"I haven't seen you in a week. You seem to have gained weight. Didn't you eat too well at Brother He Zhiyuan's house?" Jiang Ran pinched his cheeks with both hands, and then laughed at the way it looked.
Letting go of Erhuang's face, she glanced at the two suitcases in the living room. "Forget it." Jiang Ran sighed, stood up and said, "Come and clean up tomorrow, so tired."
She walked back to her bedroom, sat down at the computer desk and turned on the computer. On the web version of WeChat, she poked Kai Fengjing's chat box and sent him a message: "Mr. Feng, I'm back [cute] When will you come to get your mask?"
Feng Jingzheng wanted to send a message to her, but she didn't expect that she would send a message to herself as soon as she boarded WeChat. He smiled and replied: "If it is convenient for you, I will come down right now."
Da Ke Ke Purchasing: Yes
Seal: ok
He put away the phone, put on a mask and hat and went out. Jiang Ran opened his backpack and took out the mask and souvenirs in it. She bought a lot of snacks at the airport. In addition to eating them herself, she also shared some with relatives and friends.
"Wang Wang." Er Huang, who had been following her, suddenly ran out and yelled at the door twice. Jiang Ran guessed Feng Jing was here, and as soon as he walked out, he heard the doorbell.
"Erhuang, your nose is really good."
"Wow." It seemed that he understood Jiang Ran's praise, and Er Huang flung his tail happily.
Jiang Ran opened the door to Feng Jing, and the first thing he saw was his black mask and peaked cap.
"Mr. Feng, you sit down first, I'll go in and get something for you." Jiang Ran turned around, thinking of something again, walked over and opened a large pink suitcase, "By the way, I bought new slippers. , You wear it temporarily."
She turned the slippers out of the box and placed them in front of Feng Jing. Feng Jing looked down. It was obvious that Jiang Ran didn't buy this pair of slippers for herself, because they looked much larger than the pair on her feet.
As if he knew what Feng Jing was thinking, Jiang Ran said, "There is no spare slippers at home. It is inconvenient for people to come, so I bought a pair when I was shopping."
"Yeah, thank you." Feng Jing put on her slippers and looked at her full box. "You really filled the two boxes?"
"Yes." Jiang Ran smiled, "Don't underestimate a woman's purchasing power."
Feng Jingren couldn't help but, Er Huang leaned in front of him and begged to touch it, so he bent down and touched it.
Jiang Ran put the mask neatly into the shopping bag, and brought it out to Feng Jing: "Here are all the masks you want. This chocolate and French fries are for you."
Feng Jing was stunned for a moment, but Jiang Ran didn't expect Jiang Ran to bring a gift to herself: "Ah, thank you, you gave me vegetables last time, and you gave me a gift this time. Should I treat you to dinner?"
He simply admired his wit.
Jiang Ran smiled and said: "You don't have to be so polite, everyone is a neighbor, and you have bought so many things from me, I want to show that. As for eating, are you sure? You have to take off your mask when you eat. "
Feng Jing: "..."
Why did he forget this.
Seeing Feng Jing stopped talking, Jiang Ran stuffed him the chocolate and French fries in his hand, and said, "You're really welcome."
"Yeah..." Feng Jing is feeling very melancholy now, "I don't have much money left before, right? I'll go back and transfer you some more later."
"good."
"You..." Feng Jing didn't want to go back so quickly. He thought about what to say, and finally he said, "What hot pot did you eat at night?"
Jiang Ran raised his arms subconsciously and sniffed his sleeves: "Is it such a big smell?"
Feng Jing smiled and said, "No, it's just that my nose is better."
Jiang Ran blinked: "I just praised Erhuang like this."
Feng Jing: "..."
"Wang Wang." Er Huang heard his name and called out again, then jumped up to make Feng Jing's handful of luck.
Jiang Ran quickly grabbed it: "Er Huang, dogs who can't eat chocolate will die!"
"..." Feng Jing suddenly hesitated, whether he could eat chocolate.
"Then I won't bother you to rest. You can go to bed early at night." He rubbed the two yellows again, and left with a large bag of mask. After a while, Jiang Ran received a transfer of 10,000 yuan from Feng Jing.
… Mr. Feng is really very rich.
At night, when Feng Jing switched over, he found that Jiang Ran had rarely fallen asleep. Feng Jing shook his tail, yawned a dog, and continued to sleep on the bay window—I don’t know if it’s because Erhuang wakes up on the bay window every morning and finds the bay window is good. Now it will come on its own initiative. Sleeping on the bay window.
He feels that it shouldn't be long before it will adapt to a human bed.
In the middle of the night, Feng Jing suddenly heard a sound, his ears moved and his eyes opened.
There was a stranger's breath in the living room. He was vigilant, jumped down the bay window dexterously, and walked to the living room lightly.
There was a strange man in the living room, looking through Jiang Ran's suitcase on the floor. The balcony window was pried open by him somehow, and the wind was blowing.
The man who turned over picked something into his carry-on bag and planned to go to the bedroom. He just turned around and saw a dog standing in the night, staring at him indifferently.
The man was startled, and his whole body shook subconsciously. But a closer look reveals that the dog is not very big, and his face is not ferocious, so he feels a lot of peace of mind. He looked at the dog warily, feeling strange in his heart. Normally dogs would bark when they saw strangers. Why did the dog just look at him without making a sound
The dog would bark at strangers, but in Er Huang's body was Feng Jing, he was obviously thinking more than a dog. Such a thief who touched the house in the middle of the night, as long as he is not found, will generally not hurt people, but if he wakes Jiang Ran, the thief may hurt her.
He wanted to pretend not to find him, and secretly return to the bedroom, but he didn't expect that this person suddenly turned around. Now the situation is more embarrassing.
The man observed for a while, seeing that the dog didn't mean to bark, he moved to the bedroom again. Generally, valuable things such as mobile phones and computers are kept in the bedroom. To prevent accidents, he took out the knife from his pocket.
Feng Jing narrowed his eyes when he saw him holding a knife. In this case, it is impossible for him to let him go to the bedroom.
The man cautiously tried to bypass the dog, but the dog had been blocking the way. Feng Jing's original intention was to let him out. After all, this kind of thief would not only steal this one. If he alarmed people here, he had to stop. But the thief was obviously not as rational as he thought. Not only did he not give up, he even stabbed him with a knife.
"Wang!" Feng Jing yelled almost instinctively, quickly avoiding the man's sharp knife. The dog's body is relatively flexible, and he has learned some martial arts, and the reaction speed is still very fast.
But Erhuang still had no advantage against this man. If it were him, this man would have been knocked down by him now.
After making such a big movement, the man also fought out, and once again stabbed Erhuang with a knife. Feng Jing jumped up and bit his hand holding the knife severely without letting out his mouth. The man let out a cry of pain and kicked him.
This kick was very hard, and Feng Jing was kicked out directly and hit the table with a loud noise.
Jiang Ran was frightened awake suddenly, she opened her eyes dazedly, and saw Erhuang not on the bay window, subconsciously called out: "Erhuang?"
Her voice was very small, but the man standing in the hallway heard it. Seeing that he was about to go to the bedroom, Feng Jing got up tremblingly from the ground, and went over to bite his calf.
"You dead dog!" The man cursed, then stabbed him with a knife. Feng Jing hid for a while, and the tip of the knife made a bloody hole on its front leg. But Feng Jing still bit him tightly, not letting him go to the bedroom.
The man was already extremely irritable at this moment. He picked up the knife and wanted to hack it down. There was a sudden "touch" and another loud noise. The man's eyes turned over and fell to the ground.
Holding a pan in his hand, Jiang Ran stood there in shock. This pan was reserved by the guest, and she put it in the bedroom when she was tidying up at night, and it came in handy when she didn't get it.
She took a few deep breaths, turned on all the lights in the room, and then saw Er Huang lying on the ground, her legs still bleeding.
This scene suddenly reminded her of the scene when she saw Erhuang for the first time. The fear at that time combined with the panic now made her eyes red immediately: "Erhuang, are you okay?"
"Wang Wang." Feng Jing licked her hand, as if comforting her. He was kicked just now and hit the table again, his whole body seemed to fall apart, but now the wound didn't feel much pain.
Jiang Ran touched it, glanced at the man lying aside, quickly went to the bedroom to call the police and called the property and security. Fearing that her hands were not heavy enough, the man would wake up midway, she went to the cargo room to take out the packing tape, and tied up the man's hands and feet.
After finishing her busy work, she sat on the floor of the living room with all her strength. Feng Jing leaned close to her and nudged her again. With a furry dog by her side, Jiang Ran was indeed relieved a lot. She wanted to help her bandage the wound, but she felt weak in her legs, as if she couldn't stand up.
She was still holding her mobile phone, her palms were already oozing cold sweat, and the police and the property didn't know when they would come. Now every second is very long in her eyes.
She picked up her mobile phone and used it for the first time to log on the WeChat account of Da Ke Ke Daigou.
Da Ke Ke Daigou: Mr. Feng, are you there
Jiang Ran edited the simple six characters for a while because of his shaking hands before sending it out. Seeing her message to herself, Feng Jing felt very uncomfortable.
"Wow." He lay beside Jiang Ran, rubbing her head against her. I'm here, I'm here.
"Er Huang." Jiang Ran looked at it, raised his hand and rubbed its head.
"Xiaojiang! Xiaojiang, what's the matter with you?"
The door of the room was knocked suddenly, and it was Sister Wang who lived next door. I'm afraid I heard some sound, so I came over to take a look. Jiang Ran stabilized his mind, reluctantly stood up, and opened the door to her in the past.
Seeing cold sweat on Jiang Ran's face, Sister Wang was startled: "What's the matter? I heard your dog barking and playing pong-pong."
Jiang Ran said, "A thief has come in. I have already called the police."
"What? How does the security of the community patrol?"
As soon as Sister Wang talked about security, the security came with the property.
"Miss Jiang, how are you?" A total of three people came from the security team, plus one property, and four people gathered together. Jiang Ran shook his head and said, "I'm fine, but my dog is injured."
"It's okay for you to be fine, what about that person?"
"I was knocked unconscious and tied inside."
"Okay, we also called the police just now, don't worry." The headed security asked the other two people to go in and control them first before looking at Jiang Randao, "We also encountered an accomplice who had escaped on the way. These two thieves were terrible. They stole all the way from the fifth floor to the seventh floor."
Sister Wang exploded as soon as she heard this: "You are so embarrassed to say? We pay so many property management fees every month. This is how you work? If Xiaojiang's dog didn't find out today, our building would be destroyed. They are done stealing!"
Jiang Ran had no thoughts and energy to listen to them, and walked back to the living room alone. Er Huang was lying next to her, so quiet that she didn't even scream.
Sister Wang finished scolding the security guard, went to the kitchen to pour a cup of hot water for Jiang Ran, and handed it to her: "Drink some hot water and warm it up."
"Thank you." Jiang Ran took a sip, and the heat flowed down his throat into his heart, making him more comfortable.
Sister Wang glanced at the dog lying on the ground, and said to Jiang Ran: "I really look down on your dog. I can still use it when you encounter problems. But do you want to deal with this injury?"
"Yes." Jiang Ran put down the water cup and pointed to the TV cabinet. "There is a medicine cabinet underneath. You can help me get it."
"good."
Jiang Ran picked up Erhuang and looked at its paws. The wound was deep, but fortunately it didn't hurt the bones, but the table in the living room was knocked out of place. I don't know if it has any other internal injuries.
"Wang Wang." Feng Jing licked her, as if to tell her not to worry.
"Er Huang, I will help you deal with it briefly. I will still go to the hospital tomorrow."
"Wang."
She cleaned Erhuang's wound with alcohol, put some hemostatic medicine on it, and finally wrapped it with gauze and tied a bow on it. The bow tie was just tied and the police came. Because it was too late, the police simply took a transcript and took the person away, but told Jiang Ran that he would go to the police station to do a transcript tomorrow.
After Jiang Ran responded one by one, the property, security, police, and Sister Wang finally left one by one.
Suddenly Jiang Ran and Erhuang were left in the room. Looking at the messy living room, Jiang Ran sighed and fell on the sofa. Staring at the ceiling for a while, Jiang Ran took out his phone and checked WeChat.
Mr. Feng still did not reply to her.
Yes, it's so late, he must be sleeping.
She put down the phone, picked up Er Huang and returned to the bedroom. With so many things happening tonight, she may not be able to sleep, but with Erhuang by her side, she can finally feel relieved.
Early the next morning, there was a rapid knock on Jiang Ran's door. Jiang Ran didn't sleep well all night, her head was a little dizzy, she didn't want to open the door for that person, but the person was very persistent, and the knock on the door never stopped.
"Miss Jiang, are you there?"
Jiang Ran was taken aback, it was Mr. Feng's voice.
She was still holding a mobile phone in her hand, and as soon as she raised her hand, she saw the time displayed on the mobile phone, which was past six o'clock.
It was so early.
She didn't change her clothes, put on her slippers and went to open the door for Feng Jing. After the door was opened, she realized that Feng Jing, who was standing outside, was also in pajamas and slippers.
He didn't forget the mask and peaked cap on his face.
"Mr. Feng, how are you..."
Feng Jing said: "I saw the message you sent me, sorry I fell asleep last night."
Jiang Ran smiled and said, "It is normal to sleep at that time."
Feng Jing pursed her lips, but couldn't laugh much: "I heard that this building was stolen last night when I got up. Are you okay?"
"Well, I'm fine, but Erhuang is injured." Jiang Ran realized that it was inconvenient for the two of them to talk at the door in their pajamas, so he asked Feng Jing to come in and say, "Mr. Feng, you come in first."
"Ok."
Er Huang also walked out of the bedroom at this time, limping because of an injury to his foot. Feng Jing was a little worried, and he didn't know what Er Huang was feeling when he woke up and found that he was lame.
But at the moment it looks quite calm, that is, the leg should be a little bit painful, so it's not energetic.
He walked over and touched Erhuang's head, and asked Jiang Ran, "How about Erhuang?"
Jiang Ran said, "I was scratched by a knife, I just bandaged it briefly, and I'll take it to the hospital later."
"I'll take you there."
Jiang Ran did not refuse his kindness when he needed help, "Thank you then."
"You just told me yesterday, you don't need to be so polite." Feng Jing stood up and said, looking at Jiang Ran's bluish lower eyes, "Or you can go to bed for a while, I'll buy some breakfast and call later. you."
"Well, I can't sleep." Jiang Ran was actually a little scared in her heart. She was afraid that when she opened her eyes, there was another strange man standing in front of the bed.
Feng Jing was keenly aware of her thoughts. What happened last night would be scared on anyone. Jiang Ran, a girl, has performed very well. He thought for a while and said, "Well then, you lend me the kitchen, I will make some breakfast casually, and I will wake you up when I'm done."
Jiang Ran was taken aback for a moment, and asked him, "Do you know how to cook breakfast?"
"Yes, but not necessarily delicious."
Jiang Ran smiled: "Okay, I will lend you the kitchen, and you can use everything in the refrigerator, as long as you don't burn the kitchen."
"... Don't worry, it's not enough."
"Then I will go to sleep for a while, you do it slowly." Jiang Ran yawned and returned to the bedroom. I don't know why, after seeing Mr. Feng, she was restless the whole night, and finally slowly let go.
"Er Huang, you can go to sleep again." Feng Jing rubbed Er Huang's head.
"Wang." Er Huang rubbed him, limply followed Jiang Ran.
Feng Jing cooked a pot of vegetable porridge and fried eggs and ham. He counted the time, and called Jiang Ran at half past eight.
Jiang Ran really fell asleep this time. When he was woken up, he saw Feng Jing. He was stunned for a second before he came back to his senses: "Mr. Feng, have you made breakfast?"
"Well, it's done, you can wash it and eat it."
"Okay." Jiang Ran brushed his teeth, washed his face, shaved his hair twice with a comb, and came out of the bedroom. Feng Jing had already put breakfast on the table. There were porridge, fried eggs and cut fruits, which looked very rich.
"Wow, I really didn't see that you actually make breakfast." Jiang Ran pulled the stool away and sat down at the table. "I always thought you were a young master who knew nothing."
Feng Jing's eyebrows moved: "In your eyes, this is how I am?"
"Uh, who told you to be particularly rich, and you don't seem to have a job."
"..."
"But don't you eat it?" Although the breakfast on the table was rich, there was only one serving.
Feng Jing said: "I have eaten it while you are sleeping, this one is specially reserved for you."
"... Okay." It seems that Mr. Feng is determined not to take off his mask.