Chapter 0040 Li Qian's Dream

Li Qian was worried last night and has been thinking about the relationship with Lin Feng. Is there any possibility of development in the future? It is impossible to get an answer in the middle of the night. She is depressed and can't sleep all night.

She fell asleep in a daze after three o'clock in the morning. There was a good saying. She had a dream every day and a dream at night. She had a beautiful dream.

She dreamed that she and Lin Feng got married a few years later and lived in a happy family. They loved each other very much. Every morning, Lin Feng would make her a hearty breakfast. And I fry deep-fried dough sticks for her every morning. This is to commemorate their first breakfast.

In the dream, she smelled the attractive fragrance of rice again, and then she opened the door and came out in a daze. At this time, she had not woken up from the dream and said that shameful sentence.

Lin Feng almost fell down when he heard this sentence. Did Li Qian sleep stupidly or something? He was crazy in the early morning, but he couldn't deny it at this time, right? He had to bravely say, "Do you want deep-fried dough sticks?"

What Li Qian said was vague, and she didn't know what she wanted. Although this sentence sounded quite ambiguous, she knew that she was talking nonsense when she didn't wake up.

"Hmm." Li Qian nodded very obediently and stretched out her hand to take over the deep-fried dough sticks handed over by Lin Feng, but Lin Feng did not let her get what she wanted, but smiled and said, "Wash your face and brush your teeth."

"Oh." Li Qian nodded very obediently and was about to turn around. Then she felt something was wrong, as if she remembered something. She opened her mouth and pointed to Lin Feng and exclaimed, "Are we really married?"

"Ha." Lin Feng almost threw the deep-fried dough sticks in his hand on Li Qian's face that didn't wake up. What kind of nerve did Li Qian have in the early morning? Marriage? Is there any mistake?

"This, I really don't have it." Lin Feng held the deep-fried dough sticks in his hand and said with a far-fetched smile.

"Ah, what year is it now?" Li Qian was a little stunned. Looking at Lin Feng's silly question, she also felt something was wrong.

"March 28, 2012." Lin Feng said affirmatively, and then felt that it was not comprehensive enough, and said, "About 6:40."

"Ah--." Li Qian screamed and ran to the bathroom with her little feet, and then she heard the door of the bathroom being closed fiercely.

Lin Feng was very puzzled about this. What did Li Qian play in the early morning? He shook his head and put the deep-fried dough sticks in his hand on the plate. Then he looked at the porridge in front of him, smelled the fragrance, and felt satisfied.

And Li Qian can clearly feel the heat of her face, not only her face, but also her whole body feels hot. He really didn't have the face to see anyone. He actually said that to Lin Feng, and he also called Lin Feng 'husband'.

How will you face Lin Feng later? Li Qian was very distressed. She turned on the faucet and splashed a handful of water on her face. The coldness made her wake up in an instant, but the humiliating blood did not disappear immediately.

Brush your teeth in the bathroom, and then sit on the toilet for a while. Then he went out pretending that nothing happened, but he was worried that Lin Feng would laugh at her with this matter?

If you really want to laugh at me, I won't live. Li Qian thought hard. Of course, she also thought about it. Li Qian is not that stupid.

"I thought you fell into the toilet." Lin Feng smiled indifferently and said, "If you don't come out again, I will rush in to save you."

Seeing that Lin Feng did not say what had happened before, Li Qian took a breath and said breathlessly, "Girls are very slow to go to the toilet."

"I have always regarded you as a girl, but not as the director of training, or Mr. Li." Lin Feng brought the porridge to Li Qian and joked.

"I'm a girl, but I'm also your teacher, you have to admit that." Li Qian looked at Lin Feng serving the porridge to her. Her heart was very warm, but her mouth did not give in at all.

"You are a girl first, and then a teacher." Lin Feng also filled his porridge and took a bite of a deep-fried dough stick. Then he continued to say, "I will treat you as a girl first, and then I can treat you as a teacher."

"Okay, let's eat." Li Qian knew that she couldn't say anything about him and ate it with deep-fried dough sticks, but what made her depressed was that she remembered the dream she had last night, which was really real.

Thinking about what happened in her dream, she ate a small bite of deep-fried dough sticks, and then her eyebrows frowned. The taste of deep-fried dough sticks seemed to be different from that bought downstairs, but the taste of love deep-fried dough sticks in a dream was similar.

However, the taste of this deep-fried dough sticks was really delicious, and then I took a big bite. The taste was really different. I glanced at Lin Feng and asked, "Where did you buy this deep-fried dough stick?"

"I didn't buy it. I fried it myself." Lin Feng dried a deep-fried dough stick and half a bowl of porridge in a few bites. Now he has also learned to use paper towels. He wiped his mouth with the free paper towels provided by Li Qian and said. Then he picked up a deep-fried dough stick and ate it.

"How can you blow it up?" Li Qian's face suddenly changed, red like two apples. Looking at the deep-fried dough sticks in his hand, he hesitated whether to continue to eat.

In the dream, Lin Feng gave her fried dough sticks and prepared a loving breakfast for her. Unexpectedly, she woke up and became a reality. The difference is that the identity of the two people has not changed.

Lin Feng is a student, and he is also the training director and Lin Feng's Chinese teacher.

"Why not?" Lin Feng raised his head and asked doubtfully. Li Qian's question was really strange. Was she wrong to fry deep-fried dough sticks? Or is it not delicious?

"It's just not okay." Of course, Li Qian couldn't tell the reason. She said delicately, then looked at the deep-fried dough sticks in her hand, bit them fiercely, and then said, "If my mouth is naughty, what should I do?"

"So that's it. I thought the deep-fried dough sticks I fried were not delicious." Lin Feng was praised and happy by Li Qian and said with a smile, "From now on, I will give you fried dough sticks every day."

"Oh." Li Qian answered perfunctorily while eating deep-fried dough sticks, but she sighed slightly in her heart. I'm afraid that she doesn't have that blessing. I think Lan Ling will be very happy in the future.

Li Qian felt a little absent-minded. Lin Feng smiled and didn't say anything. After eating the deep-fried dough sticks and rabbit porridge in her hand, she rinsed her mouth. By the time he came out, Li Qian had cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks.

"That Xixi." Lin Feng rubbed his hands and looked at the flattering cry.

Li Qian was still tidying up the kitchen, with an apron around her waist, dressed as a good wife and mother. Looking at the upturned buttocks, Lin Feng secretly swallowed, a pervert. Li Qian heard Lin Feng call her. Although the name was a little ambiguous, she was used to it. She looked back at Lin Feng doubtfully and asked, "What's the matter?"