Quick Wear: Is the Lord God showing double standards again today?

Rong Junhuai sat in the car and looked out the window. He always felt his face burning. The man's words kept circulating in his mind, and the excited pheromones unconsciously ran out a little.

Nanfeng sat very close to the young master and could smell the vibrant plum wine. The floral pheromones were also eager to interact with the plum wine in the air.

"Ahuai, are you going to the company this afternoon?" Nanfeng tried to distract him, otherwise he couldn't guarantee that he would do something else in the car.

Rong Junhuai took great pains to calm his pounding heartbeat. "Well, there's a project that needs to be followed up."

Although Rong Tiancheng didn't care about him, he didn't stop him from joining the company. It seemed that he acquiesced. Moreover, Rong Junhuai still had 10% of the shares and had voting rights on the board of directors.

"Okay." Nan Feng looked at his fingertips. His hair blocked the emotions in his light blue eyes, making it difficult to see what he was thinking at the moment.

Rong Junhuai was not a talkative person, so when Nanfeng didn't say anything, he didn't start a conversation. The car was unusually silent.

When we got to the place, the driver who had been acting as a background board said, "The young master is here, do you need me to help you carry your things in?" It was just a formality. After all, with this Alpha here, he should not be needed.

Rong Junhuai glanced at Nanfeng and said calmly, "No need."

Nanfeng got off the car first and then blocked the roof as usual

The two of them walked towards the villa yard carrying things, the heavy things were all in Nanfeng's hands, and the light cakes and other things were in Rong Junhuai's hands.

Rong Junhuai felt a little embarrassed and wanted to help, but the man refused because he was afraid that he would hurt his hand.

As soon as he reached the door, Rong Junhuai unlocked it with his fingerprint and wanted to let the man in first, but Nanfeng stood there without moving and stared at him, his light blue eyes showing some emotion.

Rong Junhuai didn't know why he saw a hint of grievance and unhappiness in it.

"Are you unhappy?" Rong Junhuai immediately thought of what Kan Ze said at Rong's house. Did he mind that this house was his and Kan Ze's new home?

But he said that he had given the house to Kan Ze and he didn't live there. Why was the man still unhappy? Was it because he didn't have a house? But this house was a birthday gift from his father.

Rong Junhuai was conflicted, but he didn't want the man to be unhappy. If he gave him the house, would he be happier? It didn't matter where he lived anyway.

After figuring it out, Rong Junhuai spoke to Nan Feng, who was somewhat lost in thought.

"If you are not happy, I will give you this house." Rong Junhuai was very serious and not joking at all, as if as long as Nanfeng nodded, the house would appear under his door in the next second.

Nan Feng was just thinking about how to go to the company in the afternoon so that he could keep his relationship with Rong Junhuai secret while letting everyone know about it. He didn't want to hear from others that his wife was a good match for another man.

I just came to my senses when I heard Rong Junhuai's words. I was stunned. Little Omage loves to give houses away too much. He is a bit of a spendthrift. What should I do?

"Why do you say that? Are you going to support me?" Nan Feng tilted his head, his golden hair fluttering gently in the breeze.

Those eyes are so beautiful that people can't help but wonder what kind of stunning face is under the mask.

"Can I...can I see your face?" Rong Junhuai subconsciously said what was in his heart.

After saying this, he reacted and his face instantly turned red. What's the difference between this and a hooligan teasing people, and the other party is a high-level Alpha.

Nan Feng raised an eyebrow and asked, "Want to see it?"

Having said that, Rong Junhuai was desperate and wanted to see the man. The ruler in his heart had long been thrown out of the sky.

Nanfeng put his hand on the mask. Just when Rong Junhuai thought he would take it off, Nanfeng raised his hand to stroke his golden hair. Was he actually making a fake move?!

Nan Feng looked at the young master's stunned expression and smiled, "Young master, you saw my face but you want to marry me."

His voice is low and magnetic with a hint of laziness. He speaks slowly with a casual elegance.

It was the first time that Little Stone saw such a handsome brother. He said in a mean and mean way, “Handsome brother, are you teasing me? Is it really okay for you to treat a simple omage like this? You are so mean.” But Little Stone loved him so much (?ˉ??ˉ??)

Facing those affectionate peach blossom eyes, Rong Junhuai felt like he was about to drown in them and almost blurted out some unpredictable words. Fortunately, he reacted quickly.

Is Nan Feng using a honey trap on him...?

It’s an illusion, it must be an illusion…!

"I... cough, hurry up and cook, I have to go to the company in the afternoon." After saying that, he ran away and walked quickly into the house without paying attention to Nanfeng.

Nanfeng saw that the effect was achieved and did not plan to do anything else. If he continued, it would scare his little Omage.

I walked in leisurely with my things in my hand, as if I were strolling in a garden. I looked at the decoration around me. It was very simple and elegant, which was different from the simple and unpopular rental house that Nanfeng had just arrived.

The villa is very neatly organized, and all the decorations are placed in the way the owner likes. There are also a few pots of flowers on the windowsill, which are blooming very beautifully. You can tell at a glance that it is well taken care of.

It can be seen that the owner of the house loves life

Nan Feng paused when he saw a medicine box on the coffee table. He was not very close to it and Rong Junhuai took it away very quickly, so he could only see two words clearly: "Pa something Ding".

Rong Junhuai held the medicine box and said to Nanfeng, "I caught a cold a few days ago and took some medicine but forgot to put it away. The kitchen is over there. I'll go change my clothes first." I've been wearing this outfit for too long.

Whenever Kan Ze asked him out, his father would ask him to dress formally and look nice. Perhaps in his father's eyes, the most useful thing about him now is his decent face.

"Okay." Nanfeng didn't believe that what was in Omage's mouth was just cold medicine. If it was cold medicine, why would he hold it so tightly for fear of being seen?

But since the other person didn't say anything, he didn't intend to push them too hard, otherwise there would be consequences. Nanfeng felt that he couldn't bear it.

After Rong Junhuai walked up, Nanfeng carried the things into the kitchen.

The little stone spirit ran out and sat on the platform, looking towards Nanfeng. "Beautiful brother, do you need me to check on the poor little thing?"

Nan Feng lowered his eyes and turned on the water flow, his expression indifferent: "No need"

Everyone has wounds that they don't want others to touch. He respects Rong Junhuai and wants to wait for the young master to open his heart and accept him instead of being self-righteous and doing things for his own good.

Little Stone shook his short legs and said, "Oh~ Okay, pretty brother, in half a month, the poor little thing will be engaged to that big scumbag, what should I do?" Pretty brother is not really going to be the third one, right?

Nan Feng already had an idea in his mind. He could see that the young master was a little slow in feeling things, and what he had to do was to make the young master understand his feelings.

He only fulfilled Rong Afu's last wish to Kan Ze, not love.

Footsteps sounded on the stairs, and the little stone drilled back into the reversal space.

"south wind………"

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Don't worry, Nan Nan will never be redundant.

You can see the difference between Huai Huai's attitude towards Nan Nan and Kan Ze. He will feel it himself. Nan Nan still needs to work hard.