"Oh, yes, Xiao Feng."
In order to alleviate her embarrassment, Fan Yingying changed the subject in time and said: "The "Back View" you submitted to our agency last time has won the first prize in the province, and the province is full of praise for your literary talent. ."
Chen Feng said with a low-key smile: "My original intention of writing this article was not to win a prize, but to see my mother-in-law's tired back. I couldn't hold back the emotions in my heart, so I wrote it down when I picked up the pen. It was all true feelings. , Just express emotions."
He raised a pair of clear eyes, looked at Fan Yingying, and said earnestly: "As for the winners or not, I don't care at all."
"You can think so, it's really admirable."
Fan Yingying pursed her lips and chuckled: "But I still have to congratulate you. Your article has been selected for the national level. If it turns out..."
She thought for a while: "It should be available by the end of this month at the latest."
"Thank you Sister Yingying!"
"Thank me for what?"
Fan Yingying pursed her lips: "I just contributed a manuscript for you. It is neither a manuscript written for you nor an award for you. Why can I thank me?"
Chen Feng said solemnly: "As the so-called high mountains and flowing water meet a friend, no matter how good you play the piano, if you don't meet a friend, no matter how beautiful the melody can only drift with the wind;"
"Bole Xiangma, if you don't meet Bole, no one will find the best horses."
Chen Feng looked at Fan Yingying: "Sister Yingying, for us, if I were that horse, then you would be my Bole!"
Fan Yingying was moved and pleased by what Chen Feng said.
"Xiaofeng, you really deserve to be a great writer. No wonder you are praised for your talent. If you continue to write it down, I believe you will soon become famous throughout the country!"
Chen Feng pretended not to understand Fan Yingying's meaning, he said mischievously: "Sister Yingying, I do have an idea to write a book recently."
Fan Yingying immediately became interested when she heard it.
She supported the pillow leaning on her back, sat upright, and asked interestedly: "What is the subject? How many words do you plan to write? Have you thought about the topic?"
"How many words to write and the topic have not yet been decided, but the subject matter has been decided."
"What is it?" Fan Yingying was particularly curious.
Chen Feng showed a harmless smile: "Recipe."
"Recipe?" Fan Yingying suddenly widened her eyes in surprise: "Xiao Feng, you said you plan to write a cookbook, are you serious?"
Chen Feng nodded: "There is only one subject that I can think of writing."
Fan Yingying fell into deep thought and seriously helped Chen Feng with advice: "You are exquisite in cooking and writing a cookbook is indeed okay, but your literary skills are outstanding. Just writing a cookbook may not reflect your talent."
Chen Feng asked curiously: "Sister Yingying, do you have a better suggestion than me?"
"It's true." Fan Yingying curled her lips, "I thought of a good subject for writing a few days ago, but I can share it with you."
Chen Feng showed great interest!
"Sister Yingying, great, can I have an in-depth exchange with you?"
Although Fan Yingying was a few years older than Chen Feng, she was much simpler than him.
Naturally, she didn't think about the ambiguity that came out of the old driver's mouth, whether or not to drive.
"Of course you can!"
Fan Yingying said that she would lift the quilt and get off the bed: "I'll put on a dress, let's go to the study to talk."
Fan Yingying's voice just fell.
Chen Feng suddenly hugged his arms and squatted down.
"hiss--"
"Xiao Feng, what's the matter with you?" Fan Yingying was so frightened that Hua Rong turned pale, and immediately got off the bed.
"Sister Yingying, you are cold, go back to bed." Chen Feng shivered, "I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me."
Fan Yingying saw Chen Feng's body trembling and her face was not pretty, she asked anxiously: "Xiao Feng, what's the matter with you, tell me!"
Chen Feng showed a "weak" smile: "Sister Yingying, I'm fine, I just feel that my body is too cold, I'm afraid I can't go to the study to communicate with you in depth."
As he said, he looked at the hotbed where Fan Yingying had just lay down!
"The study is air-conditioned. It should be turned on..." Fan Yingying looked at Chen Feng, saw his eyes fixed on the position of the bed, hesitated for a few seconds, and then said, "Xiao Feng, my bed is still warm. If it’s cold, just lie down on my bed and warm yourself up."
Chen Feng obviously didn't expect Fan Yingying to say such a thing.
He immediately refused, and the gentleman said: "Whether men and women give or receive marriage, sister Yingying, that is your bed, I can't lie down on it.
"Xiaofeng, your body is already shaking like this, so don't force it anymore, go up."
"Sister Yingying..."
Seeing that Chen Feng had to refuse, Fan Yingying grabbed his hand: "Well, you lie in, if you refuse again, then I will be unhappy!"
Chen Feng's eyes immediately showed a touch of cunning after he succeeded.
"Sister Yingying, then it's better for me to respect my life!"
With that said, Chen Feng began to take off his jacket and put his hands on the waistband.
When Fan Yingying saw this, her pretty face flushed immediately: "Eh, Xiao Feng, you...what are you doing?"
Chen Feng smiled harmlessly: "Sister Yingying, I have worn these pants for two days. They are very dirty. If you lie down directly, they will definitely stain your bed. Are you sure I don't need to take off my pants?"
Fan Yingying thought for a while and said with a blushing face: "Then, then you should take it off..."
"Yes!"
Chen Feng immediately took off his pants neatly.
Fan Yingying turned around immediately ashamed.
However, Chen Feng's action to take off his pants was really skillful and quick. Although Fan Yingying turned around immediately, she still couldn't help but catch a certain prominent part.
What a big feeling!
Different from ordinary people, talented!
"Guru~" Fan Yingying couldn't help swallowing her saliva.
The room was very quiet, and the drooling sound was particularly clear.
"Sister Yingying, how did I hear the drooling sound?" Chen Feng asked with a smile.
Fan Yingying blushed like a crab just out of the pot, and she shook her head again and again: "No, nothing, you must have heard it wrong, I didn't swallow my saliva!"
Chen Feng chuckles.
"Well, I should have heard it wrong."
Chen Feng smiled and patted the bedside: "Sister Yingying, come up soon, let's discuss the plot in depth together!"
Come on...
In-depth discussion of the plot...
How weird this sounds...
Only now did Fan Yingying realize how ambiguous it is to go deep into these two words!
"No, I'll just stand here and I can discuss it."
Chen Feng simply blinked: "But, sister Yingying, aren't you cold?"
"I am not cold at all now!"
Fan Yingying touched her hot cheeks, and rushed out of the room: "I went to the study!"