When His Highness the Prince first woke up, his mind was still a little confused.

He was obviously drunk last night, but he didn't feel any discomfort in his body at this moment. He even felt extremely light, as if he could fly thousands of miles with just one flap of his wings.

At the same time, he felt an invisible aura surrounding him. The aura was like the wind passing through the rainbow or the rain falling on the forest. It had an innate natural attraction that made people fall deeply into it.

I don't want to leave for a moment.

The smell penetrates the heart through the nose, making people feel that flesh and blood are reshaped, bones are regenerated, and the whole body becomes light and comfortable, as if lying on thousands of layers of velvet quilts, comfortable and soft, along with everything on the body

Every single hair relaxed and stretched out.

The prince opened his eyes and looked up, trying to see the source of the smell.

A washed-white vest, strong but not exaggerated muscles, a sharp Adam's apple, stubble that never grows in length... and a featureless face.

It's Chen Feng.

——Chen Feng?!

The prince's pupils suddenly enlarged, and he finally understood that the aura lingering around him came from Chen Feng.

Being drunk last night caused him to lose consciousness, turn into a prototype, and lose the ability to resist Chen Feng's smell. At this moment, he is like the lowest and most humble monster, lying beside Chen Feng without any self-esteem, greedy and obsessed.

Inhaling Chen Feng's breath.

Extreme anger and shame swept over him like a hurricane. Every hair on his body exploded with anger. His wings flapped rapidly. He immediately fled to the corner farthest from Chen Feng in the whole room and turned into a human form.

.

After turning into a human form, the five senses belonging to the low-level monster were closed on their own, and the poison-like aura belonging to Chen Feng also gradually disappeared.

The prince's whole body finally relaxed. He retracted his wings, leaned against the wall, and slid to the ground inch by inch. He touched the cold sweat on his forehead with some fear.

Fortunately, he woke up early today. If he woke up later, wouldn't Chen Feng see his true form?

When Chen Feng woke up, there was nothing in his arms.

He climbed up and down and searched for a long time but couldn't see the shadow of the little thing.

Only a long, white, impurity-free velvet stood conspicuously on the dark gray bed, proving that the little thing had indeed existed.

Chen Feng had his hair messed up by sleeping on his head, and was wearing the simplest white vest and black pants. He pinched the soft white hair with the index finger and thumb of his left hand and sat down on the bed blankly.

He held the hair tightly in his hand, rubbed his sleepy eyes, looked around, and suddenly felt a sense of emptiness and confusion.

On the bedside table was an urban romance novel that Zhao Linlin had read half of.

The huge introduction of the book title pierced his eyes mercilessly.

"The Runaway Wife: Don't Be the President's Palm"

"That night, he was drunk and fell in love with her in his dream. When he woke up, there was no one beside the bed..."

Chen Feng: "..."

Ah, this damn, weird, arrow-to-the-heart feeling.

only……

Chen Feng lowered his head and opened his left hand.

The white down was lying alone in his hand.

The heroine in the novel will reappear one day. Will the cute and soft little thing that crawled into his arms yesterday also reappear one day?

Chen Feng sighed melancholy and walked out of bed, only to see a black feather in the corner.

The feather still had his shoe prints on it, so it should be the one he picked up last night.

Black wings, white fluff, round and soft... What kind of animal is that?

Chen Feng is still unknown.

After all, he only has a month's memory and doesn't have much knowledge reserve. He is basically semi-illiterate. Maybe that thing is a rare animal that accidentally ran into his house.

Chen Feng carefully wiped the feather, sandwiched it with the white down in a book, and packed it away neatly.

Chen Feng opened the door and walked out, only to find that Wang He hadn't come back yet. Only Chen Jiuxing was lying on the bed with his arms stretched out, snoring loudly.

After Chen Feng sent Chen Jiuxing to kindergarten, he bought the largest and most complete encyclopedia on the way back, and then called workers to repair the circuit at home.

Chen Feng sat at home all morning, flipping through the animal chapters of the encyclopedia from beginning to end, but could not find any animal similar to the little thing last night.

Chen Feng frowned and closed the book.

He thought that it must not be because the creature did not exist, but because the encyclopedia was not complete enough.

Chen Feng raised his head and glanced at his watch.

It's already one o'clock in the afternoon, and Wang He still hasn't come back.

Chen Feng then remembered that he seemed to have forgotten something important. He got up, changed into some decent clothes, and walked to the construction site, preparing to ask his boss for his salary for a month's work.

The boss was not at the construction site. Chen Feng asked his co-workers. The workers said that the boss had not come back from having lunch and asked him to wait for a while.

As soon as Chen Fenggang was about to find a place to sit together, he saw his coworker Lao Zhao pushing a cart full of bricks, but he couldn't push it uphill after three attempts.

Chen Feng walked over and helped him push the car up.

The weather was a bit hot today. A large amount of sweat flowed down from Lao Zhao's forehead and flowed through his dusty face. Even the sweat beads became extremely turbid. Lao Zhao wiped it with the gray towel hanging around his neck.

After wiping, the originally gray towel was stained with black stains.

He looked up at Chen Feng and smiled awkwardly: "...Thanks, brother."

"It's okay." Chen Feng said, "Are you not in good condition today? Next time, don't transport so much at once, but transport less. Otherwise, it will be difficult to climb this slope."

Lao Zhao wiped his hands with a towel, his expression a little awkward. He hesitated for a while, and finally said: "...Old Chen, brother, I'm sorry for you."

"When you called me, you didn't mean that I wouldn't lend you money. You also knew what was going on with my family." Old Zhao wiped the sweat from his forehead again, "Your sister-in-law is in charge of all my family's money.

, I said I wanted to lend you money, but before I could finish my words, she started making a fuss there, holding the child in her arms and threatening me to go back to her parents' house... Hey, to be honest, I don't even have the shame to see you now."

Chen Feng said: "Brother, it's okay, I know it."

"How did you resolve that matter?" Old Zhao looked at Chen Feng's right hand that was in plaster, and asked again, "They said they wanted to take Jiuxing away, have they?"

Chen Feng said: "Jiu Xing is fine. He is in kindergarten now. Everything has been resolved."

"As long as it's resolved, it'll be fine."

Old Zhao did not ask how Chen Feng collected the 100,000 yuan, nor why he had a plaster on his right hand.

Chen Feng did not ask Lao Zhao when he, a bachelor for ten thousand years, married his wife or when he gave birth to his child.

"Sihu and Tietou are actually worried about you, but they didn't say it. In fact, if something like this happened to our brother, everyone is willing to help, but there is nothing we can do."

Chen Feng smiled, took out a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap and sent it to him: "Brother, it's okay, I understand. Brothers, my phone seems to be broken these two days, and I can't get through to you. Can you give me a call?"

Let’s talk, everyone, I’m going to treat you all to dinner tonight and I have something to say.”

What Chen Feng said was not sarcastic, he really understood his brother.

We are all uneducated people, and when we panic, we find excuses that are confusing and full of loopholes.

A man who has been single for 10,000 years said that his wife is very strict. A man who has never even left the province said that he lives in Africa. A day ago, he called his friend and asked him what the stock market was. He said that he lost 200,000 by trading in the stock market.

Although no one wanted to lend him money, he could understand that in his current situation, if everyone lent him money, he would not be able to repay it within a short period of time.

As a human being, it is better to live for yourself.

Besides, everyone is an adult and it is not easy for anyone to make money. Moreover, they all have their own families and have their own concerns.

Lao Zhao immediately called Sihu, and Sihu's rough voice came from the phone receiver.

"No, I'm playing mahjong with Tietou and the others. Everyone can't say no. He has to borrow 100,000 yuan in one breath. He can really afford it. He is so poor himself and has a prodigal wife.

Son, when will I be able to pay it back? What's the difference between lending it to him and throwing the money away? Brothers didn't let him waste it like this. Why did he treat us to dinner this time? Is he going to borrow money again?

"

Lao Zhao was a little deaf and turned the volume of his mobile phone louder, thinking that no one else could hear him. He looked at Chen Feng and asked, "Well, Sihu asked me to ask... Well, um, tonight..."

"It's not a loan." Chen Feng said.

"He said he wouldn't lend money." Lao Zhao turned his back on Chen Feng and said to the person on the other side of the microphone.

"I won't go then! Just say that I haven't come back from Africa yet! Tietou and the others also have something to do." Sihu said.

"They are in Africa...ah, no, the Four Tigers are also busy in Africa, Iron Head, and they are all busy. Well, actually I am also busy tonight. My mother seems to have a fever."

Chen Feng originally had a smile on his face, but he thought it was too ironic that he was still grinning at this time.

So he pursed his lips and said he understood.

Lao Zhang touched the helmet on his head, smiled at Chen Feng, and then pushed the cart to pull the bricks again.

Chen Feng looked at Lao Zhao's hunched and skinny back and tugged on his collar.

It seems like he has no friends.

At this time, the boss came over with a beer belly. Chen Feng explained his request and purpose of coming, but was interrupted by the boss mid-sentence.

"Chen Feng, you took a day off last month, but you were still absent from work for two days without any reason."
To be continued...