"Yes, young master."

Murong Feng sat behind Chang Xiaoxiao, so he could clearly see her side face, Chang Xiaoxiao's curly eyelashes were stained with a grain of sweat, which was about to flow into her eyes, Murong Feng finally couldn't sit still.

Although the car was driving very slowly in the traffic jam, Chang Xiaoxiao still didn't dare to relax, for fear that the car behind would crash into it.

Murong Feng pulled a few tissues and handed them to her, "Wipe the sweat!" ”

"Thank you, young master, I'll wipe it later." The car in front was slowly moving forward, and Chang Xiaoxiao immediately followed.

"Forget it, I'll wipe it for you! If sweat gets into your eyes, your vision will be blocked, and it will be even more dangerous. ”

Before Chang Xiaoxiao could react, Murong Feng had already stretched out his hand to brush the sweat from her eyelashes, but he didn't stop moving, and continued to wipe the rest of her face for her, wiping it very carefully and cleanly.

Chang Xiaoxiao was a little flattered, and thanked him vigorously: "Thank you, young master." ”

Murong Feng withdrew his hand, feeling that he was incredible, it was the first time to do such a thing for a girl, and he did it so naturally and calmly, he must be crazy. In order to want Chang Xiaoxiao to accompany him at any time, he asked her to be his driver, so that he could see her figure where he could look up, and second, to prevent Ouyang Cheng from finding another opportunity to kidnap Chang Xiaoxiao.

When Murong Feng was in the office, he threw Chang Xiaoxiao a stack of documents and asked her to translate them into English. Thinking that Chang Xiaoxiao would cook after going home with him, he would be too tired and the time for dinner would become late, so Murong Feng asked Chang Xiaoxiao to cook directly in his lounge, and then go home to rest directly after dinner.

One night, because Murong Feng was working overtime, he often smiled and waited on the sofa for him to fall asleep, Murong Feng couldn't bear to wake her up, covered her with a thin blanket, and stayed in the company directly for one night. As long as Chang Xiaoxiao is there, he feels that everywhere is home, and it is the same whether he goes back or not.

Of course, the plain and happy life will not last forever, no matter how calm the lake is, there will be waves, and some things seem to be destined, and you can't avoid it if you want to.

On this day, Chang Xiaoxiao chatted with the servants again, and chatted and chatted about Murong Feng's birthday.

"There are more than a week left, it seems to be the young master's birthday."

"How do you know?"

"A relative of mine used to be a servant in the Murong family, and she remembers it clearly, saying that on the young master's birthday, celebrities from the political, business, and entertainment circles came to congratulate him, and the scene was so big that it was difficult for people to forget."

"I've also heard that it was the young master's birthday party, and even the international superstar Michelson came to cheer and sang a few songs, and the scene was a hot one.

Chang Xiaoxiao heard the name of Maxon and came to the spirit, and also participated in the topic.

"Is that the same Mixon who can't get a concert ticket? Is Mixon, who is so handsome and scumbag, singing, dancing and acting that he is amazing? ”

"That's him. But if it's handsome, our young master is even better, it's just a beautiful face. You see, even the bald head crushes the multitude. Right? ”

A group of nymphomaniac servants nodded in unison.

"What a pity! The young master has not held birthday parties in recent years. ”

A basin of cold water was poured down, Chang Xiaoxiao's excited mood cooled down, she frowned and asked, "Why?" ”