After staying in Hunan Pavilion for a while, Ding Dong felt more and more enjoyable.

After dealing with Mr. Feng for a few days, she found out that the old man's temper was all an old child.

In addition to scaring Ding Dong, he doesn't like to lose his temper. Ding Dong is in line with him, and the two get along quite well.

Ding Xiaowei had been sent to Wen Zihua's training center. Ding Dong didn't go on the day of class. Ding Xiaowei was always very independent and kept shouting that she would not let her send her off, so she just went with him.

Therefore, Ding Dong never met Wen Zihua again.

She didn't have time to think about these things, because she had more important things: preparing for the entrance exam for University A.

As one of the top prestigious universities in City A, A University has a few places for self-study undergraduate degrees every year, which provides excellent opportunities for those who fail the college entrance examination or fail to go to college. Therefore, the annual entrance examination is very competitive.

It's intense.

In addition to the three subjects of Chinese, mathematics and medicine that must be taken in the examination subjects, A University also has two subjects: Mao general and ideological practice. Ding Dong has never been involved in the latter two, but he also knows that this is a compulsory course in the university.

Feng Chengyu invited a professor from A University to teach. The old man's surname is He. He has a very strange temper. He is both strict and high. Ding Dong is often scolded for being accidentally distracted.

But she really wants to go to college and has been studying hard all the time. Therefore, although Professor He often scolds her, in most cases, he can still give more pleasant answers to the questions she asked.

On several occasions, Ding Dong felt vaguely that he seemed to have returned to the three months of devil training after he met Feng Chengyu again.

The only difference is that her relationship with Feng Chengyu has now made a qualitative leap.

Occasionally, she would go out for dinner with Su Kexin, and sometimes Feng Chengyu and Fu Sinuo would also participate, but they were obviously much busy, and they often didn't see each other. Feng Chengyu

Even worse, several times, after receiving the phone call, I left.

When he saw Fu Sinuo, Ding Dong would occasionally think of the scene he saw that day and would also be curious about who the woman he had made an appointment with. But Su Kexin and him were obviously very good, so Ding Dong didn't think much about it.

Life is just like this, comfortable and comfortable. Many times, Ding Dong feels that this should be the life he wants.

So a month passed, and it was already late August.

The weather is no longer so hot, and the cicadas seem to gradually disappear.

Ding Dong finished the day's class and sat in the living room with Feng Xiaochuan, watching TV while eating iced watermelon.

Ding Xiaowei has not come back yet, the huge house is a little empty, and the TV screen is playing a very classic Huangmei opera: "The Female Prince Consort".

Feng Xiaochuan was fascinated by the sight and hummed while playing the beat.

Ding Dong had heard of this tune and sang a few sentences along with him.

Her tone was graceful, and even when she lowered her voice, she was particularly graceful. Feng Xiaochuan felt it was interesting after hearing a few sentences, and the smile on his face became even more intense.

Suddenly thinking about something, he asked, "In a few days it will be Cheng Yu's birthday. How do you plan to celebrate it?"

Ding Dong really didn't expect that this time, just studying alone would make her foolishly, so how could she remember this?

When she was together before, she asked about his birthday and did remember it. But after all, three years have passed, and she still remembers the days, but she never really celebrated his birthday.

"How did he live in the past years?" Ding Dong asked curiously.

"I'll just gather with friends for a meal or something." Feng Xiaochuan sighed, as if he was a little melancholy, "He actually doesn't love his birthday. I think I'll have you in the future, maybe I can have something wrong.

The same goes for him. After all, his temperament has indeed changed a lot during these days."

Ding Dong nodded thoughtfully, lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.

So that night, after Feng Chengyu returned to Hunan Pavilion after get off work, he always felt that Ding Dong looked at him with an indescribable look and thought.

After taking a shower, he sat in the study to read documents. Ding Dong knocked on the door and came in with a glass of milk.

Usually, this was done by servants. Feng Chengyu looked up and saw that she was eager to speak but stopped, so he took the initiative to ask, "What are the plans?"

Ding Dong ran behind him with his legs, pinched his shoulders and pounded his back, and his face was full of flattery: "Isn't your birthday in two days?"

He chuckled, his face covered with a thin layer of warmth, "You still remember it."

Ding Dong whispered in his heart: It’s Grandpa Feng who remembers it.

But she is not so ignorant yet. She will say this sentence out loud, so she will let him assume that she remembers it.

"So I want to borrow some money from you and prepare for a birthday party for you." Ding Dong said without changing his face, and he diligently beat his shoulders in his hand.

Feng Chengyu paused his movements, and then he looked back at her with some amusement, with a little more cramped tone: "Is it my birthday or your birthday?"

Who has to borrow money from a birthday party when preparing for a birthday party?

Ding Dong pursed his mouth, "Then I don't have money now..."

Although her words sounded very aggrieved, her tone was clearly righteous.

"It's up to you." Feng Chengyu withdrew his gaze and curled his lips lightly, "The card in your hand has no limit, just spend it."

"In other words, it won't be a blowjob?" She carefully confirmed.

Feng Chengyu did not answer for a moment, but instead narrowed his eyes and looked at her for a moment, then said, "You seem to be thinking about something shocking."

She has never been a person who spends money and is so generous that she actually wants to swipe his card, which shows how valuable this birthday party is.

"The main reason is that I have never tried to celebrate someone's birthday like this. I don't know what the budget is to be more appropriate." Ding Dong continued to pinch his arm hard.

"How to go about it?" Feng Chengyu asked.

Ding Dong kept it in a hurry: "I won't tell you."

Spend his money to tell him his plan, what has she become? Running errands?

Surprise and surprise, only surprise will make you happy. If he knows it in advance, it will be meaningless.

"If you don't tell me, what if I don't like it when it comes?" Feng Chengyu raised his eyebrows.

"Then I'm not ready?" Ding Dong stopped the movement in his hand and blinked at him.

Feng Chengyu was helpless and a little funny, "Okay, do whatever he wants. If you don't spend money, what will I earn?"

One sentence made Ding Dong obey, and he immediately became more diligent in pinching his arm, and his tone became much happier: "I know you're the best."
Chapter completed!