MTL - Midnight Cinderella-Chapter 34 The thirty-fourth night

The two were busy at the kitchen at eleven o'clock, and the hot pot was finally on the table. Jiang Dye prepared a lot of ingredients, in addition to the vegetables he planted in the Starlight Estate, also bought a lot of meat.

The two yellow eyes looked at the fat cows, hairy belly, ribs, and spicy beef on the table... The saliva flowed out quickly.

"Two yellow, go down, you have dog food." Jiang dye took it from the chair. After she was hugged by her, she stuck to her and did not paw her claws. She stared at her with a pair of big eyes.

Jiang Dian: "..."

"When the meat is cooked, it will be eaten for you. Now it is not allowed to make trouble." Jiang Dian still lost to his big eyes. Erhuang was on the side of the dinner table and waited for a while.

Jiang Dian opened the fire of the induction cooker and waited for the bottom material to boil to serve. Feng Jing sat across from her opposite side and looked down at the two yellow squatting at the table: "How is the injury of the two yellow?"

Jiang Dian made a smashing dish and said: "It's almost good, and walking is basically unruly." She put the ingredients and handed the small bowl in her hand. "Do you want parsley?"

"Yeah." When Feng Jing took the bowl, he accidentally touched Jiang dyed his fingers. The two were separated as quickly as the electric shock. Jiang dyed a cough and asked Feng Jing: "What kind of drink do you want to drink? Or juice?"

Feng Jingqiang calmly said: "Fruit."

"Well, passion fruit?"

"can."

Jiang dyed the kitchen and cut a few passion fruit, added two spoonfuls of honey and two ice cubes, and exchanged two glasses of juice.

When it came out, the bottom of the pot just boiled. She scalded the fat beef and put it in the bowl of Feng Jing: "You taste it."

"Yeah." Although the hot beef was very hot, Feng Jing couldn't help but take a bite. "It's delicious."

"That's good." Jiang dye smiled and began to cook other dishes in the pot. "Do you like mushrooms?"

"Alright, but I prefer beef."

"Haha, let's eat meat first." Jiang dyed the beef and ribs, or threw two mushrooms to taste.

"Wang Wang!" The rich scent makes the shackles under the table distracted. It lifts the front legs hard, goes to the table, and wants to share a piece of cake.

Jiang Dian cooked a piece of fat cow, then took it with white water and fed it: "You can only eat one piece."

The two yellow ones contain the fat cows. After a few swallows, they swallowed them and continued to watch Jiang dyeing with their tails.

Jiang Dian: "..."

Feng Jingli is still hot and has a hairy belly and is caught in Jiang dyed bowl: "You can also eat."

"Good." Jiang dyed to eat the belly, took a sip of passion fruit juice, looked up and looked at the opposite landscape, "Right, I suddenly remembered, before you sent a vegetable salad on Weibo, did you send me with me? Made of vegetables?"

"...Yes." Feng Jing was so long, this thing was still worn, some awkward, "I was very happy to receive your vegetables at that time, I want to send a microblog to share with you, but I am afraid that you will recognize it. Just make a salad."

Jiang Ding gently picked up the delicate eyebrows: "You are quite smart."

"Haha." Feng Jing hit the sloppy eyes, and went to the Jiang dyeing bowl to pick up the vegetables. "Beef is almost good, and then cook again."

"Well, you eat too."

The two just sandwiched each other's dishes, leaving a yellow dog and a dog lying alone under the table.

I am?

"Wang Wang!" It screamed twice in an attempt to evoke the attention of the hostess. Jiang Dian looked down at it and said to it: "Two yellow, I have prepared dog food for you, and I used to eat it."

Erhuang still looked at her unrelentingly. Jiang dye had no choice but to feed him a piece of beef. Feng Jing smiled and said: "You are too petite."

"No way, it will be soft when it sells."

is it? Feng Jing thought, or if he wants to try it later.

However, I just kissed Jiang Dian in the kitchen. This time it was a real love kiss. If the heart does not lie to him, he will not exchange with the two yellows this evening!

"What are you thinking about?" Jiang Dian saw Feng Jing suddenly launched a sputum, while he was given a ribs and asked him. Feng Jing smiled at her and said: "Nothing, it is the first time to eat at the same table with you, some happy."

He looked at the extra ribs in the bowl, and the lines of the eyebrows became softer and softer: "I used to hear people say that two people eat together to eat rice, and one person eats, just feed. Now it seems that That's the way it is, with you, even if you eat feed, it's a high-class dish."

Jiang dyed his mouth and said, "噗嗤" said with a smile: "What are you talking about, who wants to eat with you?"

Feng Jing looked at her and laughed with herself.

The hot pot had been eaten for a long time, and the two dishes were eaten up. Jiang Dian hasn't eaten so much for a long time. She leaned on the chair and some of them didn't want to go: "Ah, if you eat so much, you will gain weight. Are you eating so much?"

If you are an artist, you must strictly manage your body.

Feng Jingdao said: "I am fine, I was originally a body that is not easy to gain weight, and I have insisted on fitness, I told you before."

“Well, are your star coaches all personal trainers?”

"Yes."

"Is it definitely better than the outside coach? Or does he teach you anything, and when you look back, you secretly teach me?"

Feng Jing said with a smile: "This is still based on the physical condition of the individual, but some tips, I can teach you."

"Oh, well, you wait, I will take a small book to remember!"

Jiang Dian said that he went into the house to find a small book. Feng Jing looked at her back and smiled at the corner of his mouth.

When Jiang dyed it, Feng Jing had already washed the dishes in the kitchen. Jiang dyed a glimpse, watching his tall back, his mind was full of thoughts.

This man who shines in front of the camera and can scream at thousands of girls, is nesting in her small kitchen to help her wash the dishes.

She can't say what she feels now, she feels warm and a little sour.

She went up and wrapped her back from the back, and put her head on his back.

Suddenly I want to hug him.

I felt a soft body attached to my back, and it was a stalemate to seal the whole person. I didn’t even know where to put the plates on my hands.

The water in the pool slammed, and the heart of the gods pounced.

"I was worried, you confessed to me just for a moment. After all, compared with you, I am so ordinary." Jiang Dian's voice came from behind, soft, thin, "but I think now, even if It doesn't matter if you are on the rise, because the time of being with you, this happiness and moving, is not fake."

Feng Jing finally calmed down. He put down the plate in his hand and rubbed the water drops on his hand. The cool palm was gently covered with Jiang Shou’s little hand: "The confession on the phone may not be formal, then I Let me say it again, Jiang Dye, I like you, not on the rise, I want to go on with you."

"Yeah." Jiang Ding slightly tilted the corner of the mouth, although he did not know the man's words can be a few points, but she believes that this moment of his words is true. This is enough.

The two together washed the bowl in the kitchen, and then teased for a while, until Michelle called, Feng Jing was reluctant to leave.

Maybe it was eaten at noon, Jiang Dian only cooked a small bowl of noodles at night. She sat in front of the computer holding the bowl and browsed Weibo.

After the message prompts, a new Weibo is posted on the page.

Feng Jing V: The last photo of a group of trams taken in Japan [捂脸] Everyone cherished, I was sleepy for six hours on the tram [捂脸]

He sent a nine-square grid, the photos are black and white and colored, and all kinds of different angles are handsome and bloody.

The comments have long been occupied by fans of Yan Yan, Jiang Dian also saved them one by one, and then gave him a compliment.

Feng Jing did not say that she would keep her secret between them, but she never thought about telling others. The two talents have just been together, their feelings have not been stable, and they are not suitable for publicity. Besides, she is not showing off with others.

The penguin's prompt sounds madly, and this rhythm sounds familiar. She opened it and saw it.

Yan Huanhuan: Ah, Jiang dye, you see Feng Wei’s Weibo not!

Yan Huanhuan: He sent a photo on the tram, so handsome! ! ! !

Yan Huanhuan: I finally understand why there are people in the tram! I also want to go to him!

Jiang Dian: "..."

Hey, if she and Feng Jing can develop smoothly, then one day, Yan Huanhuan will know? What will she react to?

Jiang Dian: If I said that I was with Feng Jing, do you believe it?

Yan Huanhuan: Feng Jing is still in my bed now, do you believe it? [smile]

Jiang Dian: [smile]

She does not have a general knowledge of Yan Huanhuan. :)

Feng Jing is now lying on his bed, he is wearing pajamas, waiting for the arrival of twelve o'clock. Tonight is the moment to witness the miracle.

At half past ten, he sent a message of "good night" to Jiang Dian. Jiang Dian also returned to his "good night." But when he appeared in Jiang dye house at twelve, she was still playing computer.

Little comrade, I don’t know if I’m being caught.

Feng Jing stunned two times before suddenly realized that hehe, why did he still become two yellow! Say good love kiss!

He was confused for two minutes and finally calmed down and began to think about where the problem lies. This time, he didn't wear a mask, nor was it a dog. He shouldn't have a problem. He never doubts that his true love is Jiang Dian. Jiang Dian's true love is also his, just so confident.

Then there is only one possibility, and I am always worried that the **** stick is fooling him! He said, "What kind of heavenly master is there in this world!"

"Two yellow, what's wrong with you?" Jiang dye looked at the two yellow curiously, how is it a pair, very angry look? She walked over and licked its hair and whispered it: "Two yellow, where is it uncomfortable?"

Under the appeasement of Jiang Dian, Feng Jing quickly calmed down. He put away his anger and licked her hand: "Wang Hao."

"Well, two yellow cockroaches, nothing." Jiang Dian is still carrying its hair, recently two yellow one to night, always very emotional. It’s like... it’s changed like a dog.

However, she will not understand the despair of Feng Jing. Although Erhuang has been well adapted to his body, he is basically not at night, but he is now in love with Jiang dye. If he wants to spend the night with Jiang, what should he do?

...... Hey, what did he just think? overnight?

No, he does not recognize it. He is simply angered and always the **** stick deceives him, that's it!

He remembered the soft body that Jiang dyed on his back in the afternoon, and his body temperature soared.

"Two yellow, how are you so hot? Is it fever?" Jiang dyed slightly frowned, and the wound of the second yellow had recovered almost. Should it not be infected?

"Wang." Two yellow screamed, slammed over the bay window and returned to the kennel in the living room.

Jiang Dian: "..."

She is getting less and less understanding of the second yellow.

Feng Jing slept in the second yellow nest for the night, and the first thing to wake up the next morning was to call Chang Xin.

At that time, I often left a phone call to him. He has not deleted it.

I hate to dial the number, and the phone rang for a while before being picked up. The man yawned first, then with a thick nasal voice: "The seal emperor, so early? There is no **** life at first glance."

Feng Jing: "..."

He becomes a dog every night, where to find sex!

"You are still very embarrassed to say!" When it comes to X life, it is the pain of Feng Xin's heart. He rarely launched a temper for outsiders. "How much money did you receive last time, but nothing was done!" The kiss of true love you said is completely useless!"

I am always awake and sleepy. "Have you tried the kiss of true love? And the hostess of the dog?"

Feng Jing did not breathe a sigh.

Chang Xin joked: "I can't see it, the movement of the Emperor is quite fast."

Feng Jing: "..."

"Don't say so much nonsense, just ask what you do now!"

I used to be like nothing, and asked him slowly: "How long have you seen Disney's animation?"

"... Does this have anything to do with it?"

"Of course." Changxin went to the sofa and sat down with his head. "Disney's current routine is that love between loved ones is truelove."

Feng Jing: "..."