Ding Dong's face came to mind.

She stood under the pine tree, her eyes were shallow, and her expression was indifferent to him, and she told him that she had grown up in an orphanage.

Her clear eyes lingered in his heart, and Feng Chengyu suddenly felt that he had calmed down at once.

He got off the highway and parked in front of an elegantly decorated pastry shop in the city.

"Welcome to the Creekside Cakes, what do you want to buy, sir?" the salesman hurriedly greeted a customer when he saw it.

Although the man in front of him had an unforgettable face, he had no expression, and the alienating aura emanating from his body was even more daunting.

He didn't look at the salesman, and said lightly, with a charming voice: "A butterfly cake." ”

"Sorry sir, today's butterfly cake has been sold out, would you like to buy something else?" The salesman showed an apologetic expression: "Today is the Lantern Festival, and our mochi is selling very well, do you want to try it?"

The man's eyes were lowered, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his handsome face looked more three-dimensional under the light.

"As long as the butterfly crisp is freshly made?" he said, his somber gaze making the salesman stunned.

Just when she was still hesitating how to refuse the lord in front of her, she heard him add another sentence: "I can pay ten times the price." ”

The salesman was shocked for a moment and hurriedly said, "I'll ask the pastry chef." ”

The pastry chef was about to get off work, and when he heard that a troublesome guest actually asked him to make butterfly cakes, he suddenly became a nameless fire, and just wanted to scold his mother, but heard that the other party was willing to pay ten times the price, so he happily put on an apron again.

Feng Chengyu sat in the rest area of the store and waited, his back straight, his eyes crossed the counter, and he looked at the busy pastry chef in the back kitchen.

The sweet aroma of cream and butter is entangled and appetizing. Feng Chengyu lowered his eyes, and then he felt the hunger in his stomach that was difficult to ignore.

But he has become accustomed to this feeling, because he is busy with work all year round, his diet is not very regular, he often misses lunch or dinner, and he also suffers from stomach pain.

He sits straight, has a cold and cool temperament, and his excellent appearance attracts the attention of many customers.

After waiting for about half an hour, the salesman handed him the freshly baked butterfly cake that was still steaming, and watched him swipe the card and leave, her eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile.

The heat in his palm was a little scorching, Feng Chengyu got into the car with the carton in his hand, his face was still faint, but the depression in his chest was soothed for a moment.

He drove to Jingtai Bay, and when he was about to drive to Ding Dong's residence with the steering wheel, he saw a car parked at the entrance of the community in the rearview mirror. He didn't want to pay attention, but he saw Ding Dong get out of the car from above.

He paused with a movement in his hand, parked the car in place, and stared at Ding Dong tightly.

Wen Zihua took Ding Dong to the temple fair for a whole afternoon, and in the evening, he took his sister and brother to eat tangyuan. He originally wanted to play a little longer, but Ding Dong said that Ding Xiaowei was going to report to the school tomorrow, so he had to send them back to Jingtai Bay.

When he was stopped by the security guards at the door, Wen Zihua was a little depressed.

He didn't know that the security of Jingtai Bay was so strict, and non-owner vehicles could not enter the gate of the community. Originally, I wanted to go to Ding Dong's house to sit down, but now it seems that there is no drama.

Seeing Ding Dong get out of the car, Wen Zihua poked his head out of the car window and asked her with a smile: "When are you free, I will invite you to another meal?"

"I'll talk about that later. Ding Dong watched Ding Xiaowei get out of the car behind him, hesitated for a moment, and said to him aloud: "I'm very happy today, thank you." ”

is different from Feng Chengyu's cold and alienation, Wen Zihua is a very down-to-earth person, probably because he has also experienced the life of ordinary people, he does not have any shelf on him, and he can also integrate into the customs of market life. Ignoring his anxious behavior at the beginning, Ding Dong felt that this person was still very kind.

Ding Dong's mood has not been relaxed for a moment since this time, and after getting along with Wen Zihua for a day today, she feels a lot more relaxed.

"You're welcome, I'm happy too. Wen Zihua smiled and waved his hand at Ding Xiaowei: "Little ghost, for the sake of my money today, remember to help me say a few more kind words in front of your sister, and it depends on you whether our affairs can be accomplished." ”

Ding Dong was a little speechless, but he saw Ding Xiaowei nodding confidently: "That's a must!"

In the end, he is a child, and he is bought for a little money.

Ding Dong sighed and shook his head, politely told Wen Zihua to "pay attention to safety on the road", and watched his taillights gradually disappear from view, Ding Dong turned around and walked into the community.

"Sister. Thinking about what happened today, Ding Dong was still a little distracted, but Ding Xiaowei opened his mouth and called her: "Don't you think about him?"

His thoughts were pulled back by his words, Ding Dong glanced at him sideways, and sighed: "Xiaowei, don't be joking." We are just staying here, and when the time comes, we will return to ordinary life, and people like Wen Zihua will definitely marry a lady in the end. If there is no result, there is no need to think about it. ”

"I think he's serious. Ding Xiaowei's expression was tangled, and he wanted to try to convince her.

"Did you get ecstasy soup from him?" Ding Dong knocked on his head, and his tone was quite hateful: "I was bought as soon as I met, which made me feel too chilling." ”

"I think he's very good to you, unlike that Feng Chengyu ......" Ding Xiaowei muttered hatefully, just about to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by someone-

"How am I?"

A cold tone sounded, and the two realized that they had just talked so seriously that they didn't notice that the car next to them had been running parallel to them at a very slow pace.

At this moment, Feng Chengyu rolled down the window and was sitting in the driver's seat looking at the two coldly, the warm yellow street lamp cast a shadow on his face, making him look a little gloomy.

They paused, Feng Chengyu also stopped the car, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while. As if he had done something wrong and was caught, Ding Xiaowei immediately shut up, looking at him with a gaze that was still complicated and sad, as if he was looking at an enemy.

Feng Chengyu was too lazy to worry about a child, and ordered Ding Dong: "Get in the car." ”

"No need, Mr. Feng, I'll be home soon. Ding Dong hesitated, looking at the lighted villa not far away, and had no intention of getting into the car.

"Don't make me say it a second time. Feng Chengyu's tone was a little colder, and his gaze at Ding Dong was sharp and precise.

Ding Dong was silent, obediently opened the back seat door, and just wanted to call Ding Xiaowei to get into the car, but found that he had already walked in the direction of the villa.

"I don't ride in his car. The boy didn't look back, and said so.