This was absolutely up there as one of the most embarrassing moments in his life. When Jiang Ran touched him just now, he'd felt quite comfortable and unconsciously been turned on!
Blushing, Feng Jing jerked out of Jiang Ran's arms and shrank to one side. Jiang Ran was also shaken up, her hands still held stiffly in mid-air.
No wonder she thought her dog had been acting strange lately. So as it turned out, it was horny! Feeling emotional, she tapped quickly on the keyboard.
【Jiang Ran: Yan Huan Huan, are you asleep?】
【Yan Huan Huan: ...Just about.】
【Jiang Ran: My dog seems to be in love!】
【Yan Huan Huan: ...】
【Yan Huan Huan: You stayed up late tonight just to tell me this?】
【Jiang Ran: … I just touched him and he had a physiological reaction.】
【Yan Huan Huan: ... Are you into that kind of thing? Why not sterilize it?】
【Jiang Ran: I've thought about it before, but it always felt a tad inhumane. He's still so young! He's probably still a virgin.】
【Yan Huan Huan: ..........................】
【Yan Huan Huan: Sterilization is good for the health of a male dog. He'll easily fall ill in the future if you don't. Also, have you ever heard this saying?】
【Jiang Ran: Which?】
【Yan Huan Huan: Good men don't raise cats, good women don't raise dogs. :)】
【Jiang Ran: ....】
She didn't understand. She turned off her computer and looked at the dog shrinking to one side.
Feng Jing: ......
He got up and made a break for his nest in the living room, but was caught by Jiang Ran.
"Woof woof!" He barked in panic.
Jiang Ran grabbed him and smiled: "Dear Er Huang, you've grown up. Just now, Yan Huan Huan advised me that it isn't great for you to be fertile. Why don't we find a time for your operation?"
Feng Jing froze for a moment, vehemently opposed: "Woof woof woof woof!"
Jiang Ran frowned. "Don't you want to be sterilized?"
"Woof woof!" Of course not! Even if it's just turning into this dog at night, he didn't want to lose his balls!
Jiang Ran saw how worked up he was and placated him for the time being. "Well then, if you don't want to go, don't forget you shouldn't bark loudly at night."
Feng Jing quieted down quickly. Seeing that he understood, Jiang Ran washed her hands and turned off the lights.
Feng Jing stood in the dark for a moment, and then sadly slunk back to his nest in the living room.
This dog really was too horny...
When he considered it, though he was very popular with girls, along the way he had encountered many women who had tried to take advantage of him. He had never reacted to one before, yet today... Jiang Ran had merely touched him. It could only be blamed on the dog!
He remembered the first time he saw Jiang Ran, her beautiful collarbone and open collar...
Stop!
The dog in the living room smashed his head down.
The night seemed extraordinarily long, and Feng Jing stayed up quite late only thanks to a bad night. Since he didn't have to work for a while, he had turned off his alarm clock, and when he woke up the next morning, it was already bright outside.
He reached for his mobile phone on his cabinet and turned it on. It was already 10 o'clock. Exhaling deeply, Feng Jing turned over, and suddenly recalled the awkward moments from last night.
Feng Jing: "—"
Last night had just been an accident. He knew himself well. He wasn't a casual person.
Trying to comfort himself, Feng Jing inevitably began to worry. Although he had strongly opposed the idea of sterilization, Jiang Ran might simply have agreed perfunctorily, not really intending to give up on the idea. And since he only turned into a dog at night, he had no control over what was happening during the day.
Surely he wouldn't wake up tonight to find that Er Huang has been castrated, right?
The idea almost scared him into a cold sweat. No, no, no, he must stop such an inhumane thing from happening!
He quickly dialed Mi Xi Er's number and, without waiting for the other person to speak, opened his mouth to ask, "Did you find the property?"
- "I- I've found a couple of places, but haven't confirmed them yet."
Mi Xi Er just didn't get it. Feng Jing had always lived in an excellent place. Why was he now in such a hurry to move?
"Then tell me what you've found first. I'll take a look." Feng Jing told him.
- "I'll bring it over to you right now." Mi Xi Er paused and asked, "Are you just getting up? Do you need me to bring you anything to eat? "
"No, I bought lots of ingredients yesterday. You could just come over and make lunch here."
- "All right."
As expected of a truly well-rounded assistant, Mi Xi Er's culinary skills were naturally excellent. Afraid of starving Film Emperor Feng Jing, he rushed over as fast as he could.
Feng Jing, wearing a set of comfortable clothes, took the document file from his hand and went into the living room. "How many places have you found?"
He sat casually on the sofa, long legs crossed. So simple an action, but such a great aura. Mi Xi Er suddenly had some understanding of why so many girls were crazy about him.
"Are you zoning out?" Feng Jing raised his head and glanced at him.
Mi Xi Er coughed and quickly said, "There are plenty of newly built properties on the north side of the river, but not many barbecue shops nearby. Since I haven't yet finished collecting information, there are only five that meet your requirements. Look through them first while I cook."
"Hmm." Feng Jing snorted, opening the file in his hand. Laying out sheets of information on the table page by page, his eyes slowly swept over them, until his eyes widened.
He picked up one of the sheets of paper and looked closely at it. Pillow Water Township. Mi Xi Er had done his work very comprehensively, with not only the basic information of the property but also the number of units in each building listed.
Feng Jing examined it for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth gently curled up into a smile. "Here it is."
When Mi Xi Er finished making lunch, he found that Feng Jing seemed to be in a much better mood. He brought the dishes out of the kitchen, all of which were favourites. "Mister Feng, lunch is ready."
"Mmhmm." Feng Jing walked over with the document file and sat down. "You can eat too," he said to Mi Xi Er, who was standing on the sidelines.
"No, no, no, I’m just not done. I'll go out and have a bite later."
Feng Jing picked up the chopsticks and glanced at him. "In this house, I make the rules. Sit down. Eating alone is boring."
Mi Xi Er hesitated for a moment and then sat down obediently. Scooping himself a bowl of rice, he felt like crying - What a good man Film Emperor Feng Jing was! Although he hadn't worked with too many celebrities, his friends had told him that in private some artists didn't even consider their assistants as humans.
Not only did Film Emperor Feng Jing have a decent temper but he also invited his assistant to dinner without regard for the difference in status. If he would just stop fighting with Manager Qin, things would be perfect!
"Mi Xian Er1As pointed out to me by Larkspur, this is a joke. Mi Xian Er is Feng Jing's nickname for Mi Xi Er, and it means 'rice noodles'.."
Feng Jing's voice interrupted Mi Xi Er's thoughts. Returning to the present, Mi Xi Er hurriedly said, "Yes?"
"Go and help me inquire if there is any availability at this place." Feng Jing drew out a paper from the file and tapped on it. "A rental would be fine."
Mi Xi Er looked at the information and groaned. "Pillow Water Township?" he said, "This property has been maintained well, but can only be regarded as a medium to high-end residential area. In addition, the developer has demolished several old houses to repair the newer buildings. It isn't suitable for you."
As if he hadn't heard, Feng Jing took out another piece of paper and said, "I think this building is the best. Help me find a place in this building."
Mi Xi Er: "—"
What was so good about this building?! The building was repaired with one of the original households!
For the first time, he began to doubt Feng Jing's eyes. "If you must choose something in this property, I think these two are better, the small-scale high-rises near the water."
"I don't like being on the water."
Mi Xi Er: "—" Then why are you looking for a house along the river?!
"Help me get the place as soon as possible, and—" Feng Jing looked over with threatening eyes. "Don't tell Qin Fan."
Mi Xi Er: "—"
Was there still time for him to spit out the food he'd just eaten?
However, Feng Jing did not give him this opportunity. After dinner, he urged him to contact the developer.
"I called and enquired... The properties in this area are sold out, but there are landlords selling second-hand housing, and rentals are also available." Mi Xi Er stood by the sofa and reported his news.
Feng Jing thought about it and asked, "Is there a place for rent?"
"Yes, on the 15th floor. A 95 square meter two-bedroom." Mi Xi Er couldn't help adding. "Mister Feng, this place really doesn't suit you. If you're not happy with where you live now, I can help you find it a better one."
"No, I'm happy with the house I have right now."
Mi Xi Er: "—" Then why are you going out to rent another house and experience life?!?
"Come on, let's go and see the house." Feng Jing picked up the car keys on the table and threw them to Mi Xi Er.
Mi Xi Er: " —"
❆
Pillow Water Township and Feng Jing's current house were in the north and south, relatively far away. Mi Xi Er drove over 40 minutes before arriving. "Mister Feng, are you really going to rent a house here? It's really far away from work too." He continued to persuade with a hopeless heart.
Feng Jing sat in the back seat wearing a mask and pressed the cap on his head down. "It's fine, I don't work at the company building anyway."
"—" It kind of made sense.
"You wait for me here, I'll go out and take a look," Feng Jing said, opening the door and hopping down.
Mi Xi Er's heart jumped out of his chest. "Mister Feng--!" He shouted but quickly shut his mouth. Oh my God, if they were recognized here, he really wouldn't have to go to work tomorrow.
"Don't worry, I'll turn around and come back." Feng Jing ignored Mi Xi Er's fervent cry and made towards the neighborhood.
This was not a pure-residential district - the ground floor consisted of rented shops. After a few steps, Feng Jing saw one "Wang Kee Barbecue”.
The corners of his mouth under the mask inadvertently curled. After entering the neighborhood, he went to the building where Jiang Ran was, based on the map in his memory.
This streetlight must have been the place where the little couple quarreled at the time.
He stood downstairs and looked up. He remembered that Jiang Ran lived on a lower floor, likely the seventh or eighth floor. He counted up to seven and saw a few familiar clothes hanging on the balcony.
The corners of his mouth curled again, eyes gleamed a little brighter than before.
Found her!
awww... "Found her! " ?