Feng Yin replied with two words in a timely manner: wise.

Cheng Yanqiu: Good night and good night to each other.

After Feng Yin replied to a good night emoji, there was no news over there, she was in a good mood to take a shower and sleep.

Early the next morning, before Feng Yin took Allah downstairs, he sent Lin Yu a breakfast tutorial.

In less than two minutes, Lin Yu's phone called.

"Boss, what does that mean?"

"Follow the tutorial and you make breakfast."

"Boss, I'm Lin Yu."

Feng Yin listened to Lin Yu, who emphasized his name, and said funny: "Don't worry, I know you are Lin Yu, don't have psychological pressure, this is breakfast for people I don't like." ”

Lin Yu extracted very useful information from Feng Yin's words.

She didn't mind the part where Feng Yin insulted her for not cooking well, isn't that the truth?

"Boss, don't worry, I will make this breakfast well and live up to your expectations of me."

With the courage to move forward and the attitude of not doing well, Lin Yu was ready to start.

"Lin Yu, just play normally, you can't die."

"Roger!"

The two hung up the phone, one went downstairs to walk the dog, and the other started frying at home.

After the morning exercise, Feng Yin enjoyed a hearty and nutritious breakfast at Cheng Yanqiu's house.

"Actually, it's good for you to come back."

"I thought you had big goals, but I didn't think it was just breakfast."

Cheng Yanqiu's indisputable tone and expression were exchanged for a poisonous tongue of the wind.

"Breakfast is just one of many causes and effects, and all causes must have effects, because with you, the next rich woman will be me."

Cheng Yanqiu elegantly wiped the corners of his mouth and put down the napkin.

"I wish you early success."

"It's going to take both of us together."

The two also shook hands, very formally.

Feng Yin didn't let go very seriously, and looked at the back of Cheng Yanqiu's hand.

"What cosmetics do you use?"

"The kind that reduces life expectancy."

"Bring me one."

Feng Yin let go, and Cheng Yanqiu couldn't help laughing and said, "Okay." ”

After breakfast, Lin Yu also sent a picture message to Feng Yin, and breakfast was finished.

"Yes, the strength really still exists."

"I'm leaving!"

Feng Yin took Allah, who was full of food and drink, and walked smoothly, even Allah was not reluctant to give up.

Feng Yin, who left, went straight to Lin Yu's downstairs and got breakfast.

Feng Yin patted Lin Yu's head with one hand and said, "That's good, this is what I need." ”

"Thank you to the owner. Boss, am I helping. ”

"Of course, you're useful."

Lin Yu, who was complimented, was in a good mood, and turned his head and sent a red envelope to the four crowds.

Wind Groan was the first to grab it.

Three red envelopes, a total of 500 yuan, she grabbed three yuan and one dime.

This luck, no one!

This red envelope picture was screenshotted by Li Sanyi, and after retouching, it was posted on a meager one.

The humble old slave of the wind: The humble old slave also has a day of rise, three pieces and a dime and nine is the wind groan, it is the wind groan! Hahaha! A symbol of looking up to the sky and laughing.

Soon, the following comments were built.

[The old slave is crazy, there is no doubt about it. 】

[I'm looking forward to Wind Groan's counterattack.] 】

[Will Wind Groan fight back?] Hahaha, no, I can't fight halfway through the writing, if you don't fight back, it's still a wind moan! 】

[Three pieces and one dime nine, this luck, be careful when you go out today. ] 】

Feng Yin didn't know about the ridicule on the Internet, and went to Lin Xu's house with a grievance of three yuan and one dime.

(End of chapter)