The situation was a little awkward for a moment, and neither of them spoke first.

Suddenly, there was the sound of the neighbor's door opening. Jiang Ran pulled Feng Jing over and slammed the door.

"Woof, woof."

Er Huang looked at them and barked twice. Jiang Ran let go of Feng Jing's arm and looked away. "Sorry …"

Feng Jing coughed and said, "It's okay."

The room was quiet again. Feng Jing glanced at the lipstick and card Jiang Ran put on the table, and his face burned a little. "That …"

Jiang Ran followed his gaze, and his heart beat a little fast. "I just received this. You sent it, right?"

"Yes …"

"So, you're really Feng Jing?"

Although the netizens had already concluded that Feng Jing was in the photo, he didn't admit it himself in the note. However, the two things he sent to her should only be Feng Jing.

"Yes …"

"So … you've been wearing a mask?"

"Yes …" Feng Jing's voice couldn't be lower. Although he had been fully prepared on the way here, he found that all his preparations were in vain after seeing Jiang Ran.

Jiang Ran stared at him for a while and asked, "Can you take off your mask?"

"Yes …" He found that he didn't know how to say anything other than "yes."

Jiang Ran tried to reach out. When she saw that Feng Jing didn't resist, she slowly touched his ear and took off the earband of the mask.

The man's face gradually appeared in front of her. He had a high nose bridge, sexy thin lips, and a sharp face. He was handsome and a little fierce.

Jiang Ran held the mask and slowly withdrew her hand. Feng Jing looked at her and carefully observed her every move.

"It's really Feng Jing …" Jiang Ran muttered to herself for a while, and her black eyes focused again. "Can you, can you give me an autograph?"

"…" Feng Jing had imagined many times that he would take off his mask in front of Jiang Ran, but he never expected that the other party would do this. "Sure, do you want to take a picture with me?"

"Is that okay?

Okay. "Jiang Ran really ran over to pick up his mobile phone and took a selfie with himself and Feng Jing.

"Just sign your name on the card." She passed the pen and Bunny's custom-made card to Feng Jing.

Feng Jing took them one by one and signed his name on them.

"Thank you," Jiang Ran took back the card, blew on the signature he had just signed, and looked up at Feng Jing with a smile.

"… You're welcome." If she liked it, he could sign another hundred.

"By the way," Jiang Ran put away the card and suddenly looked at Feng Jing and asked, "Mr. Feng, did you know me before?"

"Hmm?"

"I don't know if you still remember, but when you returned to A City, you touched the head of a fan who picked you up at the airport. That fan was me."

Jiang Ran originally thought that it was just a coincidence, but then Feng Jing came to this community. Looking at the two things together, it was too much of a coincidence. "Then you moved here … Well, although it seems a little shameless to think of it this way, I really think it's too much of a coincidence."

Feng Jing: "…"

He thought for a while and said to Jiang Ran, "I happened to see you at the airport that time. I moved here because … You should have heard that I'm not in good health. During the time I returned to A City, I didn't work. I just wanted to change the environment to recuperate."

In the end, he still used the same excuse as he said to Qin Fan.

"I see."

Jiang Ran was still a little confused. The environment of their community was not particularly good. With Feng Jing's condition, he could totally change to a better place to recuperate.

However, she had never been a person who liked to get to the bottom of other people's affairs. Since he said so, she just listened.

"I'm sorry to hide it from you for so long." What Feng Jing worried most was that Jiang Ran would mind that he hid it from her.

"It's okay. After all, you are a public figure. You must pay attention to confidentiality."

Jiang Ran didn't mind. If Feng Jing swaggered in the community, it would be strange.

Feng Jing breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. Jiang Ran was really a considerate and gentle girl!

He was happy and wanted to say a few more words to her, but his phone rang.

Feng Jing glanced at it, smiled at Jiang Ran apologetically, and picked up the phone, "What's the matter?"

"Feng Zong, haven't you found your things yet?

Do you want me to go up and help you find them? "The naive Michel really thought that his Movie King Feng was just there to take things.

Feng Jing pursed his lips impatiently and said to him, "No, I'll be down soon."

"Oh, okay."

After hanging up the phone, Feng Jing looked at Jiang Ran, who was sitting opposite him, and said, "I'm sorry, I have to go now."

"Ah, it's okay. Go ahead." Jiang Ran thought that a big star like Feng Jing's schedule must be very full.

"Then …" Feng Jing was a little reluctant, "I'll call you later."

"Okay."

Feng Jing smiled at her, bowed his head, and said goodbye to Er Huang. He turned and walked out of the door.

"Wait!" Jiang Ran quickly stopped him, "Mr. Feng, your mask."

Feng Jing turned around and took the mask. He looked at Jiang Ran and said, "You can just call me by my name."

"…" Jiang Ran swallowed her saliva, cleared her throat, and finally called out the name, "Feng Jing."

"Yes, I'm here." He really hoped that every time Jiang Ran called him, he would be by her side.

After Feng Jing left, Jiang Ran began to wonder if everything that had just happened was just a dream.

But when she looked at the lipstick on the table and the card with Feng Jing's signature, she believed that everything that had just happened was real.

The big star that could only be seen on the screen had really been with her the whole time.

"Ah, ah, ah, Er Huang!

Should I really go buy a lottery ticket? "Jiang Ran picked up Er Huang and rubbed it fiercely.

"Woof, woof." Er Huang squeezed out from under her hand. Its fur was messed up by her.

"Er Huang." Jiang Ran raised her hand again and pinched Er Huang's face.

Seeing that Er Huang's face was deformed by her pinching, Jiang Ran burst out laughing.

Er Huang didn't resist at all in her arms. It just looked at her with its big eyes, as if to say, "As long as you're happy."

Jiang Ran ravaged Er Huang, and her eyes fell on the Little Nocturne 007.

This color was really beautiful. It was pink and tender, and looked very sweet.

She picked up the lipstick and walked to the makeup mirror, ready to apply it.

This should be the one Feng Jing had used.

She twisted the lipstick, and there was indeed a trace of use on it.

The cream rubbed over her lips little by little, as if Feng Jing's lips had rubbed over it.

Jiang Ran blushed instantly, and her heart seemed to be beating wildly.

After applying a thin layer, she looked at herself in the mirror and felt that 007 was very magical. After applying it, it even had a blush effect.

She didn't think about the deep meaning of Feng Jing's lipstick and lipstick mark. Maybe, it was just to apologize to her.

After Feng Jing left Jiang Ran's house, he went straight back to Huadu.

These days, he was at home with the script. But today, when he held the script, Jiang Ran's face always appeared in his mind.

There wasn't enough time today, and she had just found out about his identity. He should give her more time to buffer. After that, he could find a suitable time. Maybe they could have a good … relationship?

Feng Jing had an inexplicable good impression of Jiang Ran when he first met her. He couldn't tell whether it was the good impression left by Er Huang or his own, but it didn't matter to him.

Jiang Ran was his type, and the more he interacted with her, the more he found that there was something about her that attracted him. He liked her, and he had never doubted it.

"Mi Xian, have you ever been in a relationship?" Feng Jing, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly asked.

This was the third time Feng Jing had brought up the topic of love. Michel immediately perked up and said, "Feng Zong, if you really want to be in a relationship, just tell Qin Dong. He should understand."

Feng Jing put down the script and looked at her. "I'm asking you."

Michel pursed her lips and said, "When I was in university, I liked a classmate in my class."

"And then?

Did you confess to her? "

"No, she had a boy she liked. I could only sneak a few glances at her."

"… You are too cowardly."

"…" Michel's heart was stabbed hard, and she almost cried. "If I looked like you, I would also dare to confess to her."

"… Love is not just about looks."

"… Yes, after looking at looks, you can look at other things."

"…" She actually felt that she couldn't refute him. "Have you never confessed to anyone?"

Michel thought for a while and said, "When I was in elementary school, I think I confessed to the commissary in charge of studies in my class."

"… Your relationship sprouted quite early." Feng Jing raised his eyebrows slightly. "How did you confess?"

"It's been so many years. Who would remember? It was nothing more than 'I like you.'"

As Michel said this, she suddenly had an idea. "Feng Zong, don't tell me you want to confess to someone?"

"I'm just asking casually."

"…" Michel didn't believe him. She felt that Feng Jing must have fallen in love with someone, even though he still didn't have any clue about the person who made him fall in love with someone. "To be honest, a good-looking person doesn't need to confess to someone. He can just kiss them."

Feng Jing: "…"

Was she such a hooligan?

But he actually liked her a little …

"Do you have any gentlemanly suggestions?" He reluctantly rejected Michel's somewhat tempting suggestion.

"Then we'll follow the usual routine of delivering gifts and arranging a meal. When the atmosphere is good, we'll take them in one fell swoop."

After Michel finished speaking, she looked at Feng Jing with her big eyes. "So can I ask who the other party is?"

"What do you mean by who?

I'm just asking casually. "

Michel: "…"

Who was he kidding?!

But speaking of delivering gifts, this reminded Feng Jing that he hadn't checked Da Keke's WeChat Moments for a long time.

He logged into WeChat and saw that they had recently released a series of limited edition Christmas items.

Feng: Miss Jiang, are you there?

Big Ke: "Yes, you can call me by my name too."

Feng: Okay.

Feng: I saw the limited edition Fleur Christmas set that you guys released. How about this?

Da Keke: It's very good. The Christmas set is very cute, and Fleur's items are suitable for all skin types. Other than being expensive, there's nothing wrong with it.

Feng: Haha, okay, then I'll pre-order a set. The money I deposited with you should be enough, right?

Da Keke: It's enough. The Christmas sets are all small.

Da Keke: But you don't live here anymore. After I buy the items, where should I send them to you?

Feng: You don't have to send them.

Da Keke: Huh???

Feng: I'll leave them with you. They're for you.