Mingjing Resort takes the route of medium and high-end consumption. The buildings built here are all small two-story single-family houses, with exquisite appearance and details. Each building is about ten meters apart, so it basically does not interfere with each other. After looking at it for a while, I felt that if it starts to operate here in the future, it can be one of the candidate places for short-distance travel benefits for the department staff.

Lin Yingkong could detect his emotional fluctuations from his breathing frequency without having to look at it, and said speechlessly: "Minister, it seems that we are not here to investigate."

"Sorry... the three steps ahead are the stairs, be careful." Feng Rongdao couldn't help but remind him again.

Lan Jianning, who was leading the way, heard this and looked back strangely. She happened to see Feng Rong holding Lin Yingkong with a hand. Lin Yingkong's eyes, which looked no different from ordinary people on the surface... He blurted out in surprise: "Mr. Lin, your eyes..."

"I just suffered a little injury. I will be fine in two days, so don't care." Lin Yingkong said casually. He was actually very perfunctory, but he had a slight smile and gratitude on his face. That attitude always made people angry, which made Lan Jianning feel that it was not a blind man, otherwise it would be a pity for such a character.

They were arranged to live in Building 9. Lan Jianning found the location while flipping through the records and said, "When several customers placed an order, they said they wanted two romantic couple rooms for two, so I arranged a honeymoon package for you..." He looked up at the four big men in front of him, and got stuck, "...Is that OK?"

Feng Rong: "..."

E Jingbai: "..."

Yan Mi: "Oh."

Lin Yingkong: "No problem!"

Lan Jianning felt that she seemed to know something in seconds, so she silently swallowed up the words of changing rooms for them, "... Then I'll register for several guests."

So ten minutes later, two groups of four people stood in their own room, facing the big peach heart bed, pink veil and the bright red roses placed at the head of the bed, which made them feel excited and different.

Lin Yingkong smiled and said, "It's indeed a honeymoon package~" You can smell the ambiguous fragrance in the air without looking at it.

"Are you sure we want to live here?" Feng Rong twitched the corner of his mouth. He didn't have much demand for food and accommodation, but this room was really... too imaginative.

"Is there any problem?" Lin Yingkong opened his innocent eyes widened, "I can't see it~ it doesn't matter~ Minister, what do you think?"

"..." Feng Rong had no choice but to do anything to him, "It's okay, sit down, I'll put my luggage."

"Okay~" It's rare to enjoy the care of the minister, and it's not a heavy job. Lin Yingkong obediently sat on the big bed of Taoxin, "watching" him packing his luggage, familiar with the arrangements around him, suddenly he didn't know what he remembered and called: "Minister."

"Huh?" Feng Rong was pressing two strange things in the wardrobe that seemed to be called cloth strips instead of bathrobes under the box to "destroy the corpse and traces" when he heard his voice.

"You said, what should I call you?" Lin Yingkong asked, "You can't continue to call the minister, right?"

Feng Rong was stunned when he heard this, "...Why would you call me my name?" They usually disguise a lot of identities, but most of them are for tasks, and their identities are reasonable. Everyone in the field team of the General Office directly called "Teacher" outside. This is the first time that they came out to play in private, and it seems strange to call the minister again.

"Which name? Is it a dark leopard?" Lin Yingkong tilted his head unconsciously, "But, I don't want to call this."

"Why?" Feng Rong felt puzzled.

"Because this is not the minister's real name," Lin Yingkong muttered, "Then I would rather continue to call the minister..."

In fact, it is not uncommon for people with the name of Antie. Friends like Jiu Tianyu would call him Ah Lai privately, Bai Congqiu would call him Xiao Lai like a prank, and those who called him the word Antie could count the hand slap. Compared with most creatures in the supernatural community, these people are considered to be on the special list of ministers. Lin Yingkong and him are together day and night, and can do such a small thing as a more intimate name, anytime and moment, but he was still willing to call him Minister - who made the name Antie not the real name? He is optimistic and open-minded, but he was stubborn in this regard. If he thought that if he could not belong entirely, it would be better to retreat to a yellow line that would not be overwhelming. This is just like he would never add fuel to the fire of Feng Rong and Baili Meng Yanji's precarious relationship. Instead of calling him a pseudonym, it would be better to wait for the day when Feng Rong told him his real name.

Feng Rong understood the subtitle of his words, and a hint of hesitation flashed through his expression, "I..."

He stopped after saying only one word. Lin Yingkong's heart sank, but he still smiled and said, "Actually it's nothing. The minister just needs to try not to leave my sight. It will be the same whether he calls me or not."

Lin Yingkong has never been a person who loves to get entangled, but Feng Rong still didn't say anything for a while. He silently placed his luggage before walking to Lin Yingkong. When Lin Yingkong raised his head and looked at him slightly, he leaned over and kissed his cheek, and whispered: "Well, I won't leave your sight."

——In fact, he was not hesitating about the relationship between him and Lin Yingkong, but some things... He still needs to take it step by step to feel safe.

Lin Yingkong didn't know if he noticed his mood, but just nodded, looking gloomy. Feng Rong looked at him with complicated eyes, and then the latter accurately caught his lips and kissed him. A chilling wind poured in from the half-open window and was intercepted by the flying gauze. When the wind walked to the two of them who were hugging and kissing each other, there was already only a silky lingering state left.

In another room in the same house, the two owners here are also struggling with the title - to be precise, the only one who is struggling with E Jingbai.

This is how it is...

Although this room full of pink bubbles made people who were not really here for their honeymoon a little helpless, E Jingbai and Yan Mi had seen all kinds of things like a thousand-year-old zombie, and the other was something that was not in line with the eyes, he could still regard everything as dust even if placed in front of him. So the two of them lived in peace, but they were each packing their own luggage.

There weren't many things, so I just collected them for a while. E Jingbai had an occupational disease and was very dedicated to checking the entire house. When he returned to the room, Yan Mi was already sitting on the big bed of Taoxin... Well, he was playing with his cell phone.

"What game are you playing?" Professor Yan, who is aloof and unrestrained professor who is considered by Fei Rong, must be logging in with his mobile phone. "A very professional and mysterious academic website is being used to communicate secretly with Doctor Who in XX Country", "Entering a new historical puzzle in language that humans cannot understand" and other strange thoughts. E Jingbai has been with him for a few days and knew his nature. This guy is just a layer of human skin. In fact, he is a cute guy who likes to be anime and likes to be in the second dimension. He holds his mobile phone and takes photos silently or plays various games all day!

Moreover, Yan Mi ignored others not because he was cold-hearted. He simply had too long reflex arcs and was too empty when doing things. He didn't like to talk, but his brains were too big. He didn't take time to take care of others in the busy CPU for a while. E Jingbai didn't know where he got his eyes. He always liked to talk to him all kinds of new and novel jokes - using words, because this guy liked to use various facial words to swim the screen, and his colorfulness was ashamed of his face, and his cold and arrogant face.

I vaguely remember that when I met last time, Yan Mi was still playing a game of fighting zombies on campus. The zombie was so cute that E Jingbai couldn't bear to tell him that he was a droughty and the prototype revealed was probably a bit scary. I didn't hear him answer at this moment, so E Jingbai leaned over and glanced at his phone a few times, but what he saw seemed... Well, what strange poking needles and... wool? Is this a sweater or a cotton one?

"This is a tutorial on making figures~" Yan Mi finally reacted and forced the effect of wavy lines in a straightforward tone.

"Oh." E Jingbai didn't ask more questions after hearing this. Unlike other people's thoughts that Professor Yan must be good at writing and writing, Yan Mi is actually good at... uh, drawing various cute things and making handicrafts. E Jingbai has received a pen holder he transformed with a milk box, a cat greeting card made of cardboard, a plastic-stick Transformers and other gifts. He has calmed down when he started to learn new crafts.

But a few minutes later, Yan Mi suddenly raised her head and shouted that E Jingbai, who was directly tied the floating pink veil into a bunch to prevent hindering her vision: "Xiaobai, what animal do you minister and assistant Lin like?"

"Ah?" This question is really amazing - at least 99:9% of the world's people he knows are passers-by, which is very magical. E Jingbai couldn't help but glance at him, then thought for a while, and said, "What are you asking about this?"

"Just ask," Yan Mi looked at him, her eyes that were very stunning to ask the end, "Can't you ask?"

"No," the other party's logic has always been strange, and E Jingbai was too lazy to look at it in detail. "But I haven't seen any pets from the ministers and the others... Well, maybe I like some more ferocious animals." He said indeterminately.

Yan Mi nodded, "Oh."

The room once again returned to harmonious silence, but thirty seconds later...

E Jingbai asked: "What did you call me just now?" They either don't talk or say a word when they get along with each other, so this is the first time he hears Yan Mi's name to him, but this title seems...

Yan Mi pulled her eyes out of the screen of her phone and looked at him, with a singular voice: "Xiaobai."

"..." E Jingbai's mouth twitched, "Why is Xiaobai?"

Yan Mi blinked her eyes, her expression was extremely serious, "Don't you think it sounds cute~ cute~?"
Chapter completed!