Feng Jing's eyes widened in an instant.

F.J.: Did you tell him about my situation?

What did he say?

Chang Xin Studio Mi Xiao Yan: The boss said that although soul exchange is not part of our business, he is curious about what soul exchange between a human and a dog is like, so he decided to take a look first.

^_^

Feng Jing: "…"

Alright, although the reason was really annoying, it was fine as long as the result was good.

F.J.: When will he be free?

Chang Xin Studio Mi Xiao Yan: Tomorrow morning from ten to eleven. Do you think your time is suitable?

F.J.: Sure, I'll send you the address.

Perhaps because he was too excited, Feng Jing's hands trembled as he typed.

After tomorrow, would he no longer be Er Huang?

He didn't know why, but there was a trace of reluctance in his heart.

… No, no, no, there was nothing to miss!

When he and Er Huang returned to normal, he could confess his identity to Jiang Ran. This way, he wouldn't have to wear a mask in front of her anymore.

They could eat together, walk the dog together, and … do a lot of things together.

Feng Jing was already immersed in the beautiful future he had woven, while Jiang Ran was still waiting in line.

"To be honest, I only see this situation at the lucky bag battle every year." Jiang Ran looked at the long line and suddenly felt sorry for Zhao Ke.

She always thought that it was tiring for her to be responsible for packing and shipping, but now she felt that Zhao Ke was even more tired!

Perhaps because she had been waiting in line for so long, Yan Huanhuan's heart became colder and colder. She frowned and began to break the pot: "I've decided, if I can't buy lipstick later, I'll steal Feng Jing's poster."

Jiang Ran: "…"

Today, the posters in front of the Bunny counter were all replaced by Feng Jing, and the LED screen in Starlight Department Store was also repeating his advertisement.

The elegant, sexy, and evil vampire style captured the hearts of a large number of girls as soon as he appeared.

Perhaps because they were afraid that crazy fans would snatch the poster, Starlight Department Store specially sent a small security team to guard Best Actor Feng's poster.

Jiang Ran looked at the vigilant security guard not far away and advised Yan Huanhuan, "I think you should keep an eye on those security guards and consider whether to steal the poster or not."

Yan Huanhuan: "…"

"Sigh!" She suddenly sighed sadly. "It's my fault for not having enough money!

Those rich big fans have already gotten Feng Zong's lip prints through improper relationships! "And she was still waiting in line bitterly!

Jiang Ran patted her on the shoulder and encouraged her, "Isn't there a wise saying in the star-chasing circle — you and I are not meant to be together. It's all because of my money. Come on, make more money!"

Yan Huanhuan: "…"

When it was Jiang Ran and Yan Huanhuan's turn, Little Nocturne 007 was indeed sold out. Even the ordinary version was gone.

"You two can see if there are any other colors you like. 005 and 009 are also very beautiful. You two can try them." The receptionist took out the lipsticks and enthusiastically recommended them.

Yan Huanhuan usually didn't like to wear makeup. Today, she came completely for Feng Jing. Without 007, she didn't want anything else.

Jiang Ran tried 009. She had been waiting in line for so long. If she went back empty-handed, she would feel sorry for herself.

"This color is not bad."

The color of 009's upper lip was unexpectedly suitable for Jiang Ran. She changed her angle and looked in the mirror. She decided to buy this lipstick. "Please get me one."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

The receptionist went to get the lipstick for her. Yan Huanhuan looked at Jiang Ran's lips and also felt that it was not bad. "It really looks good.

“

Jiang Ran raised her eyebrows: "So, don't blindly follow the trend. 007 is a gimmick deliberately made by the brand. You can try other colors. Maybe they will be more suitable for you than 007."

"No." Yan Huanhuan firmly refused, "I want the same color as Feng Jing. I am a loyal person."

Jiang Ran: "…"

Was she trying to say that he wasn't loyal to her in a roundabout way?

"If you must buy 007, you can also find a purchasing agent to help you buy it abroad. It is certainly not as crazy abroad as in China. It should not be out of stock."

After listening to Jiang Ran's words, Yan Huanhuan's eyes lit up: "Yes, why didn't I think of it!" She went back to find a purchasing agent!

After buying the lipstick, Jiang Ran and Yan Huanhuan looked at the posters of Feng Jing in Starlight Department Store. Then they left together.

At noon, the two of them had lunch outside. While they were waiting for their food, Yan Huanhuan couldn't wait to look for a purchasing agent. "F * ck, that's too greedy. Number 007 is much more expensive than other colors!"

Jiang Ran wasn't surprised. "Of course. That's how popular colors are."

Yan Huanhuan curled her lips and hesitated again and again, but still bought it: "Ah, ah, ah, ah, after this meal, I will work hard to make money!"

Jiang Ran found that she had found another benefit of chasing after celebrities – she could urge people to work hard and make money.

After lunch, she and Yan Huanhuan went straight home. They did not continue to squander outside.

After returning home, Jiang Ran played with Er Huang for a while. Just as she logged into WeChat, she received a message from Feng Jing.

Feng: Hello, Miss Jiang. I want to ask if you have stock?

[Picture]

He sent her Fleur eye cream. It was small, but it was expensive.

Da Keke purchasing agent: Yes, I do.

Feng: I have something to do this afternoon. I will come and get it from you tomorrow morning around 10 am. Is that okay?

Da Keke purchasing agent: Yes, it is.

Da Keke purchasing agent: Are you still giving it to your sister?

Feng: Yes [Cute]

Da Keke purchasing agent: You are so good to your sister. I want a younger brother _ (: з 」 ∠) _

Ah, ah, ah, ah, he really envied his sister!

She even paid for the lipstick herself, but he spent so much money on his sister. Even her boyfriend was not as good as him!

Feng: [Snickering]

Sister …

Just as he was thinking about this, his dear sister called him.

Feng Jing: "…"

He really could not talk about people during the day.

"What is it?" He casually picked up the phone.

Feng Ya's resentful voice immediately came from the receiver. "Ah, ah, ah, let me ask you. Why was there no Little Nocturne 007 in the box of lipsticks you gave me?"

Feng Jing's eyelids twitched. "Because I have used that lipstick before, so I didn't give it to you."

"I don't mind!

Give it to me! "That lipstick was the most popular color. It was sold out on the day it was released, but she did not have it!

"…" Feng Jing was silent for a moment, then said, "I mind."

Feng Ya: "…"

She coaxed and pestered Feng Jing for ten minutes, but she still could not persuade him to give her the lipstick. Finally, she angrily threw the phone.

At midnight, Feng Jing and Er Huang swapped bodies again.

Perhaps it was because he thought that after meeting the Taoist Master tomorrow, he would no longer become Er Huang. Feng Jing's state of mind was also different from before.

He thought back to the day when he first transmigrated into Er Huang's body. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room and looked at his handsome figure.

Although it was a mutt, its eyes were especially bright and its body was small and exquisite. Its ears were pointed, its tail was curved, and even its butt was especially perky.

He felt that he was really a mutt's little prince.

Brother Goudi, I can't look at you like this in the future. Let's have a proper farewell tonight.

Thus, Jiang Ran came out of the room and saw her dog looking at her reflection very affectionately.

Jiang Ran: "…"

What was wrong with Er Huang this time?

Why did she feel that there was something wrong with its brain every night?

She suddenly wanted to take a picture of its current appearance. She quietly went back to the bedroom, took her phone, and secretly took a few pictures of Er Huang's back.

Out of his natural sensitivity to the camera, Feng Jing quickly realized that someone was secretly taking pictures of him. He turned around and caught Jiang Ran, who was holding her phone.

Jiang Ran: "…"

Since I've been discovered, I'll take a few more pictures.

Seeing that Jiang Ran was still taking pictures of him, Feng Jing naturally began to pose …

He couldn't control himself!

Jiang Ran usually took pictures of Er Huang, but tonight, she felt that Er Huang's sense of the camera was particularly good!

After taking more than 20 pictures in one go, Jiang Ran finally stopped.

"Er Huang, come here." She squatted down and waved at Er Huang.

"Woof woof." Feng Jing ran happily in front of her, wagging its tail non-stop.

Jiang Ran patted it and asked, "Er Huang, why aren't you sleeping at night? What are you doing?" Could it be that it was fascinated by its own reflection?

"Woof woof!"

Aren't you not sleeping yet? Speaking of which, the brain hemorrhage he told her last time only scared her for a while. After a few days, she began to stay up late again.

"Okay, I'm not taking pictures anymore. Let's go to sleep." Jiang Ran got up and returned to the bedroom. She climbed into bed and began to post on her WeChat Moments.

"I suddenly realized that my Er Huang is very talented as a model. [Snickering]"

After editing this paragraph, she began to choose from the pictures she took just now. Feng Jing lay on the side and watched her choose.

"Woof woof!" I don't want this one, I want this one!

"Hmm?"

Jiang Ran looked at its paw on her hand and asked, "Why? You don't like this one?"

"Woof woof." I don't like it.

"What about this one?"

"Woof woof!" Okay, okay.

"Okay then."

"Woof woof woof." Don't you want to add a filter?

Do you want to show the original picture?

One person and one dog communicated in this way. After choosing the nine pictures, Jiang Ran posted on her WeChat Moments and imagined how many likes she would get tomorrow morning. Every time she posted Er Huang's picture on her WeChat Moments, many people liked it. This time, such a handsome dog, needless to say, liked it.

"Time to sleep, Er Huang. Go down." Jiang Ran locked her phone and turned off the light in the room.

Feng Jing jumped onto the bay window and put his head on the tatami.

He moved his ears and looked at Jiang Ran on the bed.

In the future, I can't watch her sleep like this … Well, maybe I can watch her sleep from another perspective.

For example, lying next to her.

This idea made Feng Jing, who had been sentimental tonight, eager to become a human again.

It's better to be a human.

Go to sleep. This time, everything will really end.

With a good wish, Feng Jing fell into a deep sleep. The next day, he was woken up by the alarm he set — in order to welcome the arrival of the "Taoist Master", he deliberately turned on the alarm again.

It was still early. Feng Jing took a shower, made himself breakfast, and ate leisurely.

He was afraid that Chang Xin would forget their agreement, so he specially sent a message to remind him.

F.J: Are you there?

Remember to remind your boss to come at 10 o 'clock.

Chang Xin's studio Mi Xiaoyan: Don't worry, the boss will leave on time ^ _ ^

F.J: OK.

At 10 o 'clock sharp, Feng Jing's door was knocked on. He went to open the door and saw a handsome man in a suit.

The man was very young, about 27 or 28 years old. He wore a black suit with a wine-red tie.

Feng Jing frowned slightly and looked at him with uncertainty, "Are you … Chang Xin?"

The man opposite him smiled at him, "Yes, I'm Chang Xin."

Feng Jing was quite surprised, "You don't look like a Taoist Master at all …"

"That's what many people say." Chang Xin lifted his foot and walked in.

Feng Jing closed the door and was still looking at the man sitting on the sofa. It was fine if he wore a suit, but could such a young and handsome Taoist Master really convince people?

He could debut directly if he went to an entertainment company.

"Have you seen enough, Mr. Feng Jing?" Chang Xin smiled politely at him, with a hint of mockery in her voice.

Feng Jing was shocked again, "Why do you … think I'm Feng Jing?"

Chang Xin laughed, "You're easy to recognize. Don't you feel hot wearing a mask all the time?"

"…" Feng Jing hesitated for a moment and took off the mask, "I asked your secretary before, and he said that you will keep the client's information confidential."

"Of course, if you're still worried, we can sign a confidentiality agreement."

"Of course I have to sign it." There was no proof, so it was more reassuring to sign it in black and white.

Mi Xiaoyan had already sent him a document of the confidentiality agreement, and he had already printed it and signed it.

He went to the room and took out the agreement, placing it in front of Chang Xin, "The pen is there, sign it."

Chang Xin took the pen from the table and signed his name on the contract.

Feng Jing picked up his copy and looked at it for a while, as if he thought of something, he asked, "Is Chang Xin your real name?"

Chang Xin smiled and said, "The name on my current ID is Chang Xin."

"…" What did he mean by his current ID?

Feng Jing felt that this sentence was a bit too much information.

However, he thought about it again. Even if they told him that he was looking for a Taoist Master, he could deny it. Was there any lack of fake news on the Internet?

Moreover, if they really told him that he had turned into a dog, they would definitely be the ones who were crazy.

Thinking of this, Feng Jing felt a lot more relieved, and he started to ask other questions, "Why aren't you surprised to see me?"

No matter what, he was still a big celebrity. Even if he wasn't a fan, he should be surprised to see him, right?

Chang Xin said calmly, "What's there to be surprised about? My disciple is Mo Zhen."

Feng Jing, "?????"

Feng Jing was surprised as well.

"The Mo Zhen you're talking about, is it the Heavenly King Mo Zhen?" Feng Jing thought. The name Mo Zhen hadn't been patented, so it wasn't strange for there to be someone with the same name.

Chang Xin said, "Of course it's him."

Feng Jing, "…"

Heavenly King Mo … he was also a Taoist Master???

It was a pity that he wasn't a paparazzi. Otherwise, what kind of shocking news would this be?

But then again, wasn't he and Mo Zhen a little too fated?

Even a Taoist Master could be Mo Zhen's master.

Chang Xin looked at him and asked, "Mr. Feng, what's wrong? You don't look too good."

"Haha."

When he heard Mo Zhen's name, it was natural that he didn't look too good. "I just feel that Mo Zhen and I are really fated."

Chang Xin said, "Just give up. He's already married."

Feng Jing, "…"

Thinking that he still had a favor to ask of him later, Feng Jing decided to keep quiet.

"The dog you're talking about, where is it?" Taoist Master Chang finally got to the point.

Feng Jing said, "It's downstairs, on the seventh floor."

Chang Xin's eyes moved slightly. "You moved here especially for that dog?"

"… I guess so."

Chang Xin thought for a while and said, "Then let's go down and take a look at that dog first. I have other clients later.

"…" This Taoist Master's schedule was even more secretive than his.

Feng Jing put on his mask and hat again and led Chang Xin to Jiang Ran's house.

Jiang Ran was scrolling through her WeChat moments. The group of photos she posted last night had indeed attracted countless likes. Everyone said that her dog had cultivated into a spirit.

Jiang Ran changed a picture of Er Huang as her profile picture and heard the doorbell ring.

She looked at the time on her phone. It was a little past ten o 'clock. Mr. Feng should be here to get the eye cream.

She was afraid that Feng Jing would wait outside for too long, so she went to open the door for him.

Outside the door, he was standing side by side with an unfamiliar man. Jiang Ran was stunned for a moment.

Feng Jing took the initiative to say, "This is my friend. We're going out later."

"Oh … Wait a moment. I'll go in and get you the eye cream." Jiang Ran couldn't help but look at the friend again. The friend was smiling at her.

… What a beautiful smile.

Were all the friends of good-looking people as good-looking as him?

Although she hadn't seen Mr. Feng's face, she believed that he was very good-looking.

After she went in to get the eye cream, Chang Xin said jokingly and politely, "Mr. Feng, you take good care of yourself."

"…" Feng Jing didn't want to explain to him. He looked at Er Huang squatting at the door and waved to it, "Er Huang, come here."

It was very strange. Usually, Er Huang would be very enthusiastic when it saw Feng Jing. But today, it just squatted at the door and didn't go over.

"Er Huang, what's wrong with you?" Feng Jing looked at it strangely.

"It's afraid of me." Chang Xin suddenly said.

Feng Jing frowned. Animals were more sensitive than humans. He didn't think that this Mr. Chang Xin was like a Taoist master, but Er Huang seemed to have noticed that he was different.

"Don't be afraid. I won't hurt you." Chang Xin squatted down and looked at Er Huang gently.

Er Huang barked at him and walked over hesitantly.

Chang Xin put his hand on Er Huang's head and closed his eyes. Feng Jing looked at him and even subconsciously lowered his breath.

After a while, Chang Xin opened his eyes and smiled at Er Huang, "I see."

As soon as he stood up, Jiang Ran came out. She gave the eye cream to Feng Jing and smiled at him, "Sorry to keep you waiting."

"No."

Feng Jing thought about what Chang Xin said and didn't chat with Jiang Ran, "Then we'll go first. Talk to you next time."

"Okay. Goodbye."

Jiang Ran closed the door, and Feng Jing took Chang Xin back to his home.

"How is it?" He took off his mask and asked anxiously.

Chang Xin still looked calm, "I'm sorry. I really can't help you with this."

Feng Jing was really anxious now, "Why?

Aren't you a Taoist master? "

Chang Xin said, "There are also people that miracle-working doctors can't save. There are also things that a Taoist master can't solve."

"…" Feng Jing pursed his lips and frowned, "What should I do?"

"Don't worry. When the time is right, the problem will naturally be solved."

"The time?" Feng Jing narrowed his eyes, "When will the time be right?"

Chang Xin looked at him and smiled, "Have you seen Disney cartoons?"

"… What does this have to do with the time?" Would the time be right if he went to watch a Disney cartoon?

However, Chang Xin obviously didn't mean that, "In Disney cartoons, there is usually only one way to dispel magic — the kiss of true love."

Feng Jing, "…"

Was he a Taoist master or a wizard?

Feng Jing pursed his lips and didn't look very good, "I've also seen movies and novels. There are many plots involving the exchange of souls, and they can all be changed back with an electric shock."

Chang Xin raised his eyebrows, "Then you can also try. Maybe you can change it back, or maybe … you'll just be electrocuted to death."

Feng Jing, "…"

"Okay, it's almost time."

Chang Xin raised his hand and looked at the time. Feng Jing found that he was wearing an expensive brand watch. It seemed that he had cheated a lot of money in this line of work …

"This is my business card. If you have any urgent matters, you can call me directly."

Chang Xin gave Feng Jing a business card and walked to the door, then stopped, "By the way, my secretary will send you today's fee after settling it."

Feng Jing, "????"

Wasn't there no way to help him?

Why did he have to charge?

After Chang Xin left, Feng Jing angrily sent a message to his mother.

Feng Jing, "What kind of Taoist master are you introducing to my friend?"

Queen Mother, "What?"

Feng Jing, "The matter hasn't been resolved, but you're quite active in charging money."

Queen Mother, "Can a psychiatrist definitely solve your psychological problem?

No. "

But do they charge?

Yes. "

[Smile]

Feng Jing, "… Are you a psychiatrist?"

Queen Mother, "How many people do you think really believe in Taoist masters? They just want to comfort themselves."

From this perspective, he is indeed a psychiatrist. [Smile] "

Feng Jing, "… This is the worst time a psychiatrist has ever been slandered."

Feng Jing, "And he didn't even give me any psychological comfort."

Feng Jing, "Friend."

Queen Mother, "Oh. [Smile]"

Feng Jing, "…"

"Oh." She was really the king of ending the topic.

Soon, Chang Xin's studio, Mi Xiaoyan, sent him a list of expenses and payment channels, including bank card number, Alipay number, WeChat transfer, and Q.Q transfer.

Chang Xin's studio, Mi Xiaoyan, "Just choose a method that's convenient for you to transfer the money. ^ _ ^"

F.J, "I hope your business also has such a comprehensive payment method. [Smile]"

Chang Xin's studio, Mi Xiaoyan, "[Fingers crossed]"

F.J, "I hope your work efficiency is also as high as receiving money. [Smile]"

Chang Xin's studio, Mi Xiaoyan, "I've received your comments. I'll pass it on to the boss. ^ _ ^"

F.J, "Oh. [Smile]"

Feng Jing transferred the money to them, and Mi Xiaoyan even sent him an electronic membership card, saying that a junior member could enjoy a discount of 9.20%.

Feng Jing, "…"

He won't be coming again!

Probably because of the blow from the Taoist Master incident, after Feng Jing and Er Huang swapped places in the evening, the whole dog was listless.

Thinking of how he commemorated the upcoming separation yesterday, Feng Jing felt that he was an idiot.

If even the "Taoist Master" couldn't solve this problem, then who could?

Although Chang Xin said that when the time came, the problem could be solved, but when was the time?

What if it was in eighty years?

… Thinking of this, Feng Jing felt that his dog life was even more hopeless.

When Jiang Ran came out tonight, she saw that her dog, Er Huang, was still leaning against the window and looking at its reflection.

Unlike last night's narcissism, it was particularly depressed tonight.

Jiang Ran wondered if her dog had entered menopause.

No, puberty?

She grabbed her phone again and took a picture of Er Huang's hesitant back.

Jiang Ran: Today's dog is playing the role of a lonely prince. (Picture)

Almost at the same time as she posted the picture, she received a comment from Yan Huanhuan.

Yan Huanhuan: Your dog is so dramatic. (Smile)

Jiang Ran replied to Yan Huanhuan: It's very unpredictable. (Sigh)

Yan Huanhuan replied to Jiang Ran: Send it to the crew, maybe it can win a movie or something. (Smile)

Jiang Ran replied to Yan Huanhuan: Like Feng Jing? (Smile)

Yan Huanhuan replied to Jiang Ran: Go away. (Smile)

Jiang Ran curled her lips. The so-called "plastic sisters" were probably like this. As soon as a man was mentioned, they immediately told her to go away.

She put away her phone and shouted to Er Huang, who was leaning against the window, "Er Huang, are you looking in the mirror again?"

"Woof, woof." Feng Jing heard her voice and ran to her.

Jiang Ran picked it up and put its head on her arm. It still looked listless.

"What's wrong with you?

Weren't you fine just now? "Sensing that Er Huang's mood was really low, Jiang Ran's hand touched its body.

"Woof!" Er Huang suddenly jumped out of her arms as if it had been electrocuted.

Jiang Ran: "…"

She suddenly remembered that one night, Er Huang … did that. So she coughed awkwardly, pretended that nothing had happened, and turned back to the house.

Feng Jing was also in shock. He was really afraid that he would have an inappropriate reaction in Jiang Ran's hands. If that happened, Er Huang's balls might really be gone.

Now he didn't know how long he would be in this state with Er Huang, so … it was better to be cautious.

That night, he obediently jumped onto the bay window and slept on it for the whole night.

Maybe after a night of settling down, Feng Jing's mind was more open. He felt that since Chang Xin couldn't help him solve the problem, he could find someone else. After all, he wasn't the only Taoist master.

Thinking of this, he turned on his computer and tried to search for Taoist masters on the web.

He found a lot of movies and novels.

Feng Jing frowned slightly. There was too much information on the web, and it might not be true. Even if he really found a Taoist master, he wouldn't dare to believe it.

It wasn't convenient to ask his friends to introduce him. In their circle, secrets couldn't be kept.

After thinking about it, only his mother was the most suitable.

Feng Jing: Good morning, dear mommy [cute]

Queen Mother: … You'd better send me a [Smile]. You're scaring me.

Feng Jing: … [Smile]

Feng Jing: Are you satisfied [Smile]

Queen Mother: Yes [Smile] If you have something to say [Smile]

Feng Jing: … My friend asked me to help him ask if there are other Taoist masters.

Queen Mother: If Master Chang Xin can't solve the problem, it's impossible for others to solve it.

Feng Jing: … I don't think you can blindly trust Chang Xin just because he's handsome.

Queen Mother: You're not ugly either. I didn't blindly trust you [Smile]

Feng Jing: …

Feng Jing: Forget it. Pretend I didn't come [Smile]

Queen Mother: Why don't you just pretend you didn't give birth?

[Smile]

Feng Jing: …

My dear mother.:)

He closed WeChat and searched for "monk" on the web.

Since Taoist masters couldn't do it, he had to find someone else!

The results of the monk search were also a bunch of miscellaneous and indescribable things. He even found the monk's recruitment advertisement.

He briefly glanced at the recruitment requirements. A bachelor's degree or above was required. Graduate students were preferred, knew how to program, passed Level 6 English, and a monthly salary of 30,000 to 60,000 yuan, tax-free.

Feng Jing: …

He looked even more unreliable than a Taoist master!

He felt that the times were really different now. Taoist masters had opened their own studios, and monks were all social elites.

Did he really have to have an electric shock with Er Huang?

But that didn't seem right. Those who exchanged bodies after an electric shock were always in a state of soul exchange. However, he and Er Huang only exchanged bodies at a specific time at night. This was indeed more like Western magic.

Did … Did he really need a kiss of true love?

He suddenly thought of Jiang Ran's small lips. Her lips were beautiful and full, and the color of her lips was light. It must be very soft and sweet when kissed.

… No, what was he thinking?!

Feng Jing felt that ever since he exchanged souls with Er Huang, he had become more and more shameless.

He stayed at home in a daze until ten o 'clock. Suddenly, he saw Jiang Ran go out.

Was she going to pick up the package at this time?

Thinking of how heavy the box that he helped her carry last time was, Feng Jing quickly put on his mask and hat and followed her out.

Jiang Ran was indeed picking up the package at the door. This time, there were a total of two boxes. Jiang Ran couldn't carry them all by herself, so she was discussing with the delivery man to carry one for her.

Feng Jing walked over and began to act. "Miss Jiang, are you here to pick up the package too?"

Jiang Ran looked back at him and smiled. "Yes, are you here to pick up the package too?"

"Yes."

Feng Jing glanced at the row of packages and said, "The delivery man just called me, but it doesn't seem to be here yet."

"I see. It should be here soon. Wait a moment."

Feng Jing looked at the two big boxes in front of her and said, "Are these two boxes yours?"

"Yes, they just arrived."

"Then I'll help you carry them up first. I'll come down to pick them up later."

"Ah, won't it be too much trouble for you?"

"It's no trouble at all." Feng Jing said as he stacked the two boxes together and wanted to carry them up together.

Seeing this, Jiang Ran quickly carried the smaller box down. "Let me carry this."

"It's okay. I can carry it."

Jiang Ran still shook her head. "No, it's too dangerous. Let me carry it." She smiled at Feng Jing. "Actually, I carry it often. I've trained my arm strength."

Seeing her insistence, Feng Jing said, "Okay then. If you can't carry it, remember to tell me. Don't force yourself."

"Okay."

The two of them carried one box each and walked back.

Fortunately, the building they lived in was not very deep. Jiang Ran insisted and carried it to the elevator.

"Phew —" She exhaled and massaged her sore arms. "Mr. Feng, don't you feel hot?"

She looked at the hat and mask on Feng Jing's face and was really worried for him.

"I'm fine."

Feng Jing also put the box in his hand by his feet. Before he straightened his back, the elevator shook violently.

He lost his balance and leaned directly against the elevator wall behind him. Jiang Ran also lost her balance and fell in his direction.

Feng Jing caught her quickly and held her in his arms.

"Are you okay?" Feng Jing asked with concern.

"I'm fine."

Jiang Ran looked up at him, but she didn't expect that Feng Jing also looked down at her. She raised her head and kissed Feng Jing's lips.

The elevator was terrifyingly quiet for a moment. The two of them even forgot to move their lips away.

Feng Jing was still wearing a mask, so Jiang Ran's lips only touched the pure black cloth, but their hearts beat faster uncontrollably.

The other party's breath slapped her face, as if it was going to burn her skin.

Jiang Ran's face was burning in an instant. She quickly stood up and took a step back. "No, no, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to …"

She didn't have the courage to look at Feng Jing. Although his face was covered by a mask and a hat, she didn't dare to look directly into his eyes.

Feng Jing was also very nervous. He tried to calm his breath and said to Jiang Ran, "No, I'm sorry …"

The two of them stood in each corner of the elevator. After calming down for a while, they realized that the elevator was stuck and didn't move.

Feng Jing pressed the emergency button, and Jiang Ran also called the property management.

"Fortunately, there's still a signal on the phone, haha." Jiang Ran laughed and pretended to be relaxed, but only she knew how fast her heart was beating.

Maybe it was not just because of the accidental kiss just now, but also because of the elevator's malfunction.

The tense atmosphere in the elevator was not eased by her words. Feng Jing's fingers tightened slightly, and he restrained his impulse to hold her hand. "The maintenance staff should be here soon. Relax and don't take deep breaths. It will speed up the consumption of oxygen in the elevator."

"Well, OK."

Jiang Ran tried to relax and calm her breathing.

She could control her breathing, but she couldn't control her heartbeat.

Every second in the elevator seemed to be stretched by a pair of invisible hands, and it became slow and unbearable.

Feng Jing looked at Jiang Ran beside him and asked, "What's in your box?

Is there anything to eat? "

"Yes."

Feng Jing smiled. "That's great. At least we won't starve to death in the elevator."

"Pfft." Jiang Ran finally laughed.

Feng Jing was slightly relieved. At the same time, the security guard's voice came from outside the door. "Miss Jiang, Mr. Feng, are you all right?"

Feng Jing's eyes moved slightly, and he shouted to the people outside, "We're fine."

"Well, we'll pry the door open right away. Stay calm."

With the cooperation of the security guard, the elevator door was quickly opened. Feng Jing asked Jiang Ran to go out first, and then handed the two boxes of goods up. Finally, he climbed out himself.

Breathing in the fresh air, the two of them calmed down a lot.

Feng Jing looked at the property management who rushed over, frowned and said to them, "Do you have regular maintenance of your elevator?"

The property management hurriedly said, "Yes, yes. Don't worry about this. Today was really an accident. I'll call the maintenance company in the afternoon and ask them to come over and check everything again."

"That's the best. The safety of the elevator is related to the owner's life. Can you bear the responsibility if something happens?"

Feng Jing was still seriously educating the property management, but he found that everyone's eyes fell on his mask strangely.

What's wrong?

He didn't start wearing a mask today. They shouldn't be surprised now, right?

Jiang Ran also looked at his mask, and then his cheeks burned again.

There was a lipstick mark on it, which was left by her just now. Although the color of her lipstick was very light and she had just touched it lightly, the red lipstick left on the black mask was still very conspicuous.