Jiang Ran was anxious and reached out to take off the mask on Feng Jing's face. Feng Jing was shocked and dodged quickly.

Jiang Ran was stunned and then realized what she had done. "Sorry, I just … your mask …"

She spoke hesitantly, but Feng Jing was still able to guess what she meant from the few words she said.

Feng Jing: "…"

He raised his hand to cover his mask and coughed. "Anyway, you just need to remember to maintain the elevator regularly."

After he finished speaking, he picked up the two boxes on the ground and walked to the other elevator without any explanation.

Seeing this, Jiang Ran quickly walked over to help him open the elevator door.

It was very awkward in the elevator for a while. Fortunately, the seventh floor was not high, and they reached it in a short time.

After the door opened, Jiang Ran and Feng Jing breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"Let me help you to the door."

Feng Jing picked up the two boxes and walked out of the elevator. Jiang Ran held the key in her hand and quickened her pace to catch up with him and open the door.

At first, she wanted to invite Feng Jing in, but she didn't expect that such an awkward scene would happen in the elevator. Now he was wearing a black mask with lipstick marks. She was afraid that he wouldn't be in the mood to come in.

Sure enough, Feng Jing put the boxes at the door and said goodbye to her. "I'll put them here for you. I'll go up first."

"Well, okay, thank you." Jiang Ran watched him walk into the elevator and move the boxes in.

After Feng Jing got home, the first thing he did was to take off the mask on his face.

There was a light lipstick mark on it.

His heart skipped another two beats, and even the skin on his face started to burn unconsciously.

Looking at the lipstick mark, he seemed to recall the feeling when Jiang Ran's lips touched it just now.

Feng Jing's mood suddenly fluctuated. He stared at the lipstick mark for a while and decided not to wash the mask for the time being.

Anyway, he had many masks of the same style.

In the evening, he was faintly looking forward to it.

The kiss of true love that Chang Xin spoke of, had he already obtained it?

Would he become Er Huang tonight?

As it turns out, it will.

At twelve o 'clock sharp, he stood in Jiang Ran's living room and fell into an endless silence.

As expected, Chang Xin was just bluffing, right?

F * ck the kiss of true love!

Feng Jing paced around the living room and began to think about other possibilities.

Was it because Jiang Ran was not his true love?

No, he didn't believe it. It must be the mask's fault.

The more Feng Jing thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. They were separated by a mask, so their lips did not touch.

No, he didn't mean that he wanted to touch Jiang Ran's lips.

But if he kissed without wearing a mask, it meant that Jiang Ran would definitely see his face. But when he kissed, his eyes seemed to be closed.

… He felt that he should first think about what other opportunities he had to kiss Jiang Ran.

That seemed to be the case.

This conclusion made Feng Jing a little annoyed. He walked to Jiang Ran's bedroom. She was still awake, lying on the bed with a mask on her face and typing on the keyboard.

The moment he saw Jiang Ran, all the annoyance in his heart gradually faded away. This person seemed to have some kind of magic that could make people addicted.

"Woof."

He squatted by the bed and barked. Jiang Ran looked down and saw him. She asked casually, "Er Huang, what's wrong?"

"Woof, woof." Feng Jing lay on the ground and looked up at it.

Those round and watery eyes made Jiang Ran unable to resist. She put down the laptop in her arms and said to the cute dog, "Er Huang, come up."

Feng Jing jumped up happily. Jiang Ran put it on her lap and let it lie down. Then she put the laptop on its back.

Feng Jing: "????"

Was there such a thing???

"Ah, it's much easier to type like this."

Feng Jing: "…"

"Woof!"

He twisted twice with dissatisfaction. Jiang Ran patted him on the butt and said, "Er Huang, lie down and don't move."

Feng Jing: "…"

She patted his butt again!

Feng Jing's ears fell down, and his face was slightly red.

Jiang Ran kept typing on the laptop. Feng Jing was shy for a while. He turned his head curiously and glanced at the screen.

Zhao Ke: Have you bought your plane ticket?

Jiang Ran: Yes, I'll leave after the class reunion on Friday.

Huh?

Jiang Ran is leaving?

Feng Jing finally couldn't hold back and barked again. "Woof, woof!"

The laptop on its back almost fell down. Jiang Ran picked up the laptop. Feng Jing was still barking at her.

"Okay, okay, I won't enslave you." Jiang Ran helplessly put on her shoes and got out of bed. She put the laptop on the computer table.

Feng Jing followed her and squatted next to her to watch.

Zhao Ke: Ah!

I envy you. I can see a handsome top student again!

Jiang Ran: [Lifeless emoticon. jpg]

Zhao Ke: Where are you going to eat?

Jiang Ran: Tianxia Residence, too extravagant.

Jiang Ran: Okay, it's time for my facial mask.

Jiang Ran finished typing and went to the bathroom. When she came back, she saw her dog looking at her with hidden bitterness.

Jiang Ran: "…"

Er Huang was particularly sentimental at night.

She applied essence and facial cream on herself and turned off the bedroom light. "Er Huang, time to sleep."

"Woof." Feng Jing barked unhappily and jumped onto the bay window.

Was Jiang Ran going to Japan to play with her classmates?

How long would she be gone for?

Wait, if she left, what about the dog?

A series of questions lingered in Feng Jing's mind. He didn't sleep well the whole night.

The next morning, he was woken up by Qin Fan's phone call.

After resting for so long, Feng Jing was still not used to receiving a call from Qin Fan.

He rubbed his hair and sat up to answer the phone. "Qin Dong, why are you in such a good mood to call me?"

Qin Fan said, "What, after resting for a while, you even forgot who your agent is?"

Feng Jing's mouth twitched. "I can forget anyone but you. So you're calling to talk about work?"

"Something like that. When you get up, come to the company. I'll ask Michel to pick you up."

"Got it."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Jing sighed and went to the bathroom to wash up.

Michel came quickly and brought him a breakfast of love.

Feng Jing ate unhurriedly, as if he wasn't worried at all that Qin Fan was still waiting for him in the office.

He wasn't in a hurry, but Michel was. If he let Qin Dong wait for so long, he would be the one to suffer in the end.

"Feng Zong, Qin Dong is still waiting for us. Don't you think you should eat faster?" He urged Feng Jing.

Feng Jing swallowed the porridge in his mouth and picked up a fried dumpling. "You can't eat too fast. It's not good for your stomach."

Michel: "…"

Forget it, he saw through it. He did it on purpose!

After waiting for Feng Jing to finish his breakfast, Michel anxiously pulled Feng Jing out of the door.

"Wait." Feng Jing took out a mask from the drawer and handed it to Michel. "Put it on."

"…" Michel looked at the black mask in his hand and didn't want to take it. "Why?"

"Because you often follow me around. Some fans might recognize you. I thought about it and think it's safer for you to wear a mask."

Michel: "…"

He silently took the mask, put it on his face, and took the elevator downstairs with Feng Jing.

Halfway through, other residents came in. When the door opened, they saw two men wearing black masks standing inside. They hesitated for a moment and decided to wait for the next shift.

Michel: "…"

He felt that if they walked to the entrance of the kindergarten like this, they would be directly arrested by the police.

After getting into the car, Feng Jing sat in the back seat and asked Michel, "Do you know why Qin Fan is looking for me today?"

Michel shook her head honestly. "I don't know. Qin Dong didn't tell me."

Feng Jing's sharp eyes were like needles piercing Michel's back. "You didn't tell him that I moved, right?"

"No, no, absolutely not!"

Michel was so scared that her hands that were holding the steering wheel trembled. "My loyalty to you, Feng Zong can be seen by the sun and the moon. Heaven and earth can testify to it!"

Feng Jing: "…"

Don't make it sound like a cult.

"That's good. I'll give you a raise next month."

"… Thank you, Feng Zong." However, she would rather not have this kind of salary. She just hoped that he would stop messing around.

When they arrived in Tian Qin, Feng Jing finally took off the mask and hat on his face. He only wore a pair of sunglasses on his face.

Along the way, he met many colleagues from the company. Some of the starlets who had just entered the company saw him and screamed like little fans.

Their managers who were following them reminded them, "You all know the company's rules. You are not allowed to disturb other artists, and you are not allowed to ask for autographs from other artists."

The starlets immediately responded honestly, "Understood, Sister Wu."

When they reached the floor where Qin Fan's office was, it suddenly became much quieter.

Michel stayed outside to wait for him. Feng Jing entered Qin Fan's office alone.

Hearing the knock on the door, Qin Fan didn't even raise his head and said, "Come in."

Feng Jing pushed the door open and walked in. He took off his sunglasses and sat down opposite him. "Qin Dong, what's the matter?"

Qin Fan raised his head from the documents. He first glanced at the time on his watch, then smiled at Feng Jing. "Movie King Feng is getting more and more arrogant."

Feng Jing said without any shame, "There was a bit of a traffic jam on the road."

Qin Fan smiled and didn't say anything else. He took out a document and placed it in front of Feng Jing. "Bunny's Serenade series has been very well received after it was released. This time, they asked you to endorse the lipstick as an experiment. Fortunately, the results were very satisfactory.

They are now officially inviting you to be the spokesperson for their entire line of products. "

Feng Jing's slender fingers gently flipped through the contract in front of him. "What do you mean?"

"It's not easy to find a suitable spokesperson for a luxury brand. You and Bunny's style are quite compatible. If you cooperate, neither of you will lose your value.

Bunny has always been very generous. The remuneration and conditions they offered are all good. Take a look. If you don't have any objections, we are ready to officially sign the contract. "

Although Feng Jing didn't like Qin Fan very much, he still had a lot of trust in his ability to work.

He looked at the contract and said, "I have no objections."

"That's good."

Qin Fan crossed his arms and looked at the person opposite him. "The spokesperson for the entire line of products is equivalent to being tied to the brand. If something happens to one of them, the other will be affected.

Especially if something happens to an artist, it will have a great impact on the brand's image. So after signing the contract, you have to pay more attention to your words and actions. Don't expose any negative news. "

Feng Jing looked at the line on the contract that said, "Don't do anything that will damage your image and cause widespread negative public opinion." His eyebrows raised slightly. "Dating doesn't count, right?"

Qin Fan's mind turned a thousand times, but he still said calmly, "No, the negative news here mainly refers to causing bad social impact, such as drug abuse and causing trouble."

"Then there's no problem."

Qin Fan's fingertips tapped twice on the table, as if he wanted to see through him.

Even Feng Jing, who was used to being looked at, felt uncomfortable. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Qin Fan's fingers paused and he smiled at him. "Have you moved recently?"