non-contractual relationship

Chapter 16

Zheng Feihe didn't expect Xiao Hua to be so dirty, so he stretched out his hand to pat it in embarrassment.Ankang watched helplessly as the prints on his clothes changed from five fingers to a slap, and looked at Zheng Feihe even more speechlessly.

Young Master Zheng, who found something was wrong, let out a haha, and followed Xiao Hua's direction.

Ankang could only sigh in his heart, but he still followed with the flowers.

Walking to the door, Zheng Feihe happened to meet Uncle Li who came out from the next door, and excitedly said the woman's confession.

Uncle Li nodded indifferently, pulled out a ball from somewhere, squatted down to tease Xiaohua, and casually said a few words to him: "Yeah, I see. Just now Biaozi said, I know."

Zheng Feihe, who had been robbed of all his brilliance by Xiaohua, felt a little lonely. He looked at Ankang, who was still a little far away from him, and wanted to get closer. Shameless and unscrupulous, Kegan was embarrassed to stand still, hesitating, seeing that Xiaohua had no time to get away, Ankang trotted over and asked him, "Is that bag of mine still in the car?"

Zheng Feihe nodded positively, picked up the key and walked towards the parking direction: "I packed it in the trunk for you just now, do you want to use it now?"

Seeing Ankang running over, Xiaohua was attracted, left Uncle Li who was teasing her and Biaozi who was snoring for her, and walked happily towards Ankang's position.

"Well, please take me to get it." When Xiaohua moved, Ankang, who followed Zheng Feihe, seemed a little frightened, and subconsciously took two steps in front of Zheng Feihe.

Xiaohua looked at Ankang who was hiding suddenly, stopped at the same spot, tilted her head and thought for a while, thinking that Ankang was playing with it, she became more energetic, and approached here like a small spinning top.

Ankang, who was stiff all over, involuntarily leaned a little closer to Zheng Feihe's side, watching the figure of the chubby little flower galloping towards him, only one sentence remained in his mind: "The figure looks like a master."

Noticing Ankang's nervousness, Zheng Feihe stood in front of him and stopped Xiaohua: "Xiaohua, sit down! Don't make trouble! I'm going to get angry!"

Spinning Top Flower was taken aback by Zheng Feihe's yelling, as if a switch had been pressed and fell from mid-air, she sat down obediently, and tilted her head to look at people, but no matter how you look at it, no matter how you look at it, she feels that her behavior just now was not excessive. The expression on his little master's face and the smell on his body showed that he was obviously very happy.

Xiao Hua, who felt that she had won the favor of the little master, still sat on the ground sensiblely, but the frequency of shaking her tail was more than twice as fast as before, like a fluffy little fan.

"No, no, no need, you go upstairs first, Xiaohua usually won't enter the room. Come here whenever I go. Don't be crazy with it, and don't run, or Xiaohua will be more motivated." Feeling the people behind him How afraid of dogs, Zheng Feihe reminded him a few words.

Ankang nodded, took a few deep breaths, and started walking back.

After thinking about it, Zheng Fei and he were still not at ease, just picked up Xiaohua and went to the parking lot together.

It was a bit inconvenient to open the trunk, Zheng Feihe put Xiao Hua down.Seeing Xiaohua squatting on the spot, assuming that I will wait for you obediently, Zheng Feihe leaned over to get the bag.As soon as I took it out, I was suddenly slapped on the back, and I almost lost my grip.At first he thought it was Ankang who was afraid of Xiaohua, so he came to follow him instead of going upstairs alone. He was overjoyed, but turned around and looked in surprise, "Qiu Kui? Why are you?"

"Why is it me? Who did you come with? Looking back, I looked so disappointed?" Qiu Kui looked at the frustrated Zheng Feihe, frowned, turned around and looked around, and said again: " Who are you waiting for? Auntie just got out of the hospital, didn't she say that she won't come here for a while?"

"Ah, that..." At the reception banquet when Qiu Kui came back last time, Zheng Fei, who was pouted because he struck up a conversation with Ankang, and Zheng Fei, who didn't want to say Ankang's name, didn't want to be too obvious about what he meant. .

Qiu Kui looked at his coy attitude and sneered, "If you don't want to say it, don't say it. You can't even make up a lie. How can you mess it up?"

"Hey, what is this?" Qiu Kui seemed to have discovered something interesting suddenly, and reached out to touch a bunch of dried flowers carefully packed in a box on the trunk shelf.Dried flowers are crisp and raw, and when someone touches them, they will drop scum.

Qiu Kui looked at Zheng Fei, who seemed to value this pile of dried flowers and hay, and suddenly became nervous, couldn't hold back, and picked up two more handfuls, and asked, "What kind of thing is this? Did you forget to throw it away?"

Zheng Feihe patted Qiu Kui's mischievous hand, pulled out the bag, and quickly closed the trunk, blocking Qiu Kui's probing line of sight, before exhorting: "Don't move around."

After being patted, Qiu Kui withdrew his hand, touched the reddened back of his hand, gritted his teeth, and said, "...It's just that you always treat junk as treasure. No matter where it is, you have to clean it up from time to time. It's always so dirty. Who can see you?"

Suddenly being trampled on sore feet, Zheng Feihe almost swung Qiu Kui with his bag, and cleared his throat: "There will be a sea of ​​people who like me."

Qiu Kui leaned against Zheng Fei and the car, not believing it at all.He still doesn't believe it today, moving out of this person's failed first love, can this person still be stable?Seeing him walking away now, he yelled: "Ding Mo, who do you think is coming?"

Zheng Feihe was so frightened that he staggered and almost fell. When he looked up, there was no one around, only Qiu Kui was supporting his car and smiling at him, regretting that he didn't put the bag on Qiu Kui just now. On this talkative crow.

Ankang, who has put down the sunflower, is confronting Xiaohua in the hall at the moment.

Just now Zheng Feihe went to the parking lot to pick up the bag and took Xiaohua away, he thought he was fine.As a result, after walking a certain distance, Xiao Hua shook her body and followed.

He took two steps, Xiao Hua took two steps.

He stopped, Xiao Hua stopped.

He turned back, Xiaohua turned back.

Ankang, who had just been reminded not to run away, could only force himself to calm down and moved to the sofa in the living room in order to escape disaster.

Who would have imagined that Zheng Fei and Xiao Hua, who said "he doesn't like to go into the room very much", also trotted into the room and squatted a few steps away from Ankang.

Ankang wanted to shout, but when he made a sound, Xiao Hua barked.The louder his voice is, the louder Xiaohua's voice will be.Ankang was so frightened that he shrunk his neck, and could only keep the enemy from moving and me from moving.

Zheng Fei and Chong Qiukui waved their fists, vaguely heard Xiaohua's barking voice, looked down, Xiaohua didn't know where she had gone, felt bad, and hurried back to the small courtyard living room.

As soon as he entered, Xiaohua rushed over, sniffing at his shoes affectionately, and drilled non-stop.

Zheng Fei, who was carrying the bag, was so troubled by Xiaohua that he forgot whether he heard the noise and wanted to save the beauty, or Ankang bumped into something by the sofa and snorted, reminding him.

Here, Xiaohua heard the movement, her ears moved, her head tilted, and she wanted to go to Ankang again, and she didn't know why she was so close to her.

Zheng Feihe saw it, and hurriedly took a few steps forward to hand the bag to Ankang, then knelt down to comfort Xiaohua: "Go up and change clothes, Xiaohua will watch, I won't follow you."

Ankang nodded towards Zheng Feihe, said thank you, and went up the stairs in three steps at a time.

Xiao Hua wanted to follow, but was held down by Zheng Feihe with one hand, and started playing around again.

After Ankang changed his clothes before coming down, Zheng Feihe was already sitting on the sofa with Xiaohua in his arms, watching TV peacefully, and there was a man sitting next to him, judging from his slightly thin back, he should not be Biaozi.

Just when Ankang was hesitating whether he should go down to say hello, Qiu Kui, who walked in from the door, saw Ankang standing on the stairs at a glance, and his face changed subtly: he understood who Young Master Zheng was looking forward to just now. up.

Ankang knew this person who had just walked in from the door—the thorn in the door of the clubhouse when he met Zheng Feihe on the first day.Ankang thought, probably this greeting must be made today.

Sure enough, the other party had already set up his posture, and he said with a smile: "The one standing on the stairs is Fei He's new friend who made some time ago, the one in the club."

Zheng Fei, who was sitting on the sofa hugging Xiaohua, turned around with the man to look at it.

Ankang looked at the man, feeling familiar, but couldn't remember where he had seen him.

Zheng Feihe, who had just chatted with Ding Mo in the middle, saw Qiu Kui's tail being stepped on again, and didn't understand what was wrong, so he stood up and introduced to Ankang openly: "This is me. Friends, Ding Mo." After speaking, he pointed to the slightly mature man beside him.Then he pointed to Qiu Kui who was standing by the door: "This is also my friend, Qiu Kui. You should have met in Yuehua."

Qiu Kui nodded arrogantly, and the man called Ding Mo smiled and waved at him.

Ankang nodded to both of them, and then Zheng Feihe continued to introduce: "This is my friend, Ankang."

Qiu Kui seemed to be very displeased with Ankang, and tried to make things difficult for him.

Ding Mo, who was standing aside, interrupted Qiu Kui who was not in a stable mood in time. He still had an impression of the name "Ankang".Contacting the introduction just now, he probably confirmed that this is the same person as Lu Hong mentioned.After all, Lu Hong's mocking face when he mentioned the word "Ankang" is really memorable.He took the initiative to walk over and stretched out his hand to the boy: "Hi, I'm Ding Mo. Ding from A, B, C, D, silent Mo."

Seeing the man approaching, Ankang hurried down the stairs to meet him.After getting closer, Ankang realized why he thought this man looked familiar—if he only looked at the lower half of his face, the shape of their lips and pear dimples were almost exactly the same, and they both had pointed chins, but the man looked more vicissitudes .

At first instinct, Ankang, who was looking at Ding Mo's smiling face, subconsciously touched his left cheek.

Ding Mo's outstretched hand hadn't received a response yet, seeing Ankang's slightly abrupt movement, he asked, "Is it a toothache?"

Ankang shook his head in surprise, held Ding Mo's hand, and explained: "No, no, I was a little dazed just now. Hello, my name is Ankang. The Ankang who is safe and happy."

Touching Ding Mo's callused hand, Ankang was a little distracted.

"Ankang Ankang, what a good name, you said his parents wish him well. It's a pity, he still messed up in that kind of place." Ding Mo remembered Lu Hong's words.Up to now, he hasn't told Lu Hongyuehua about the situation in the clubhouse, he just asked An Lan to take care of it unilaterally.After all, at this time, the fewer people who know, the less people who know, the safer.

The thinking of both of them diverged a little far.When he came back to his senses, Zheng Feihe had already walked over, resolutely separated the hands they were still holding, and walked back to the sofa holding Ankang's arm, muttering: "Schools in their thirties have to be reserved when they see a good-looking young man." point."

It was rare for Ding Mo to be unable to laugh or cry, and he still stood there joking with Zheng Feihe: "You confessed to me seven years ago that you liked me, but now that you see someone who is prettier and younger, it doesn't matter what you say?"

Zheng Feihe turned his head and poohed, and stuffed Ankang with a mouthful of the freshly peeled apple: "A good horse doesn't take it easy, you rejected me so hard, am I shameless? Eat it, and ignore him."

Ankang, who silently listened to the gag between the two, chewed the apple in his mouth and asked, "Did you wash your hands just now?"

Zheng Feihe put one hand on Xiao Hua: "..." It should be washed, the apple has already entered his stomach except for feeding Ankang!