his little luck

Chapter 779 Love You and Don't Surrender: Mato Akira said, you are special
"Birthday dinner?" He frowned slightly.

"That's right, when I ran into Feng Qi while shopping yesterday, didn't she tell me that it's her birthday today?"

Feng Xi pursed her pink lips, took a sip of soy milk, and squatted down, stroking the young master's soft hair with a small white hand:

"My daddy called me to force me to participate that day, maybe he was preparing to humiliate me. Tch, you fool, you really think that showing off in front of me will make me feel ugly? I have a strong heart!"

As she spoke, she clenched a small fist and waved at Matou Aoir, as if she was not afraid of anything.

Mayo said slowly: "If you don't want to go, don't go. He can still tie you up to attend the birthday dinner?"

"This matter is a bit complicated."

Feng Xi's mood suddenly became depressed, "I don't want to go, but I have to. When my mommy passed away, there were things left with my adoptive mother, and they were taken away by Feng Zhengcheng. If I don't go, Feng Zhengcheng would destroy that thing."

After hearing this, Madoh Shoto squatted down gracefully.

A man of extremely tall stature, even if he is squatting, is still a head taller than a girl.

He asked, "Your mother's, what is it?"

Feng Xi shook his little head: "I don't know."

"This is a bit difficult."

At first, he wondered if he would help this person and get the things back.

For him, it's just a matter of lifting his finger, just adjusting this boring life.

But she doesn't even know anything.

Forget it, he doesn't have to get involved too much in other people's family affairs.
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After breakfast, because Feng Xi was only going out in the afternoon to prepare for the birthday dinner at night, the two of them went out in the morning and casually strolled around the old town where Feng Xi lived.

After lunch at noon, it was only a little early, and someone contacted Feng Xi in the afternoon to ask her to bring her ID card and go to receive the award.

After hanging up the phone, Feng Xi Xiaobai held the phone in his hand and said to Mato Aoki:

"Yesterday's lottery draw was quite similar. I was asked to redeem the prize just now, and I had to bring my ID card. Do you think they are fraudulent?"

Mayo Akira: "..."

"Probably not," he said.

"It's hard to say, there are so many liars now."

Feng Xi curled her lips, it was really unreal that such a pie fell on her head: "But let's go and have a look, in such a big shopping mall, there should be less scammers now." Big hand, will you go there with me? In case something happens, I will protect you."

Akira Mato laughed.

What's the matter, he is a big man, and he expects a little girl to protect him?

He slowly raised his hand, stretched it out in front of Feng Xi, and tapped the girl's forehead lightly.

Feng Xi subconsciously covered his head, pursed his mouth and said, "What are you doing?"

"You can actually look forward to it." Mayo Mayo hooked her thin lips and pulled out a wicked smile, "Maybe you can also be special like Cinderella..."

Feng Xi raised his eyes, and his dark and bright eyes just happened to meet Mato Shoto's.

Mayo Shoto woke up in the morning and didn't wear her colored contact lenses yet.

A pair of blue eyes, like the clearest and bluest ocean, vast and boundless, when you hit it at a glance, people are reluctant to look away.

"Like Cinderella, do I have a godmother to help me?"

Feng Xi saw Mato Akatsuki a lot in the past two days. She paused for a few seconds, and forced herself to look away, hiding her panic and muttering, "Then I met the prince at the banquet and lived happily together. ? I'm not a kid anymore."

Who would believe such fairy-tale words?

Heartbeat, still a little faster.

Bang bang bang!

"I didn't say godmother." Akira Mato said with a smile, "I'm talking about Santa Claus."

Feng Xi: "...Santa Claus is not from Cinderella's fairy tale."

Matou Akira squinted his eyes, and said in a calm and unhurried manner: "It will be soon."

Feng Xi curled his lips: "What a mess."
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The battle between Santa Claus and Cinderella came to an end for a while, Feng Xi took her ID card, and set off at the address given by the staff member named Dai on the phone.

Get off at the designated place.

The staff member named Dai was still wearing a decent black dress, her hair was tied into a bun, and she had a pretty face, expressionless and cold.

Feng Xi met her twice, and both times felt the same: How can someone be so indifferent, this is still a guest to her, a warm smile to treat guests.

It’s weird.

"Well, I'm Feng Xi, and I'm here to receive the award." Feng Xi smiled politely at Dai after all to receive the award.

Dai looked at Feng Xi, nodded expressionlessly, then bowed to Aoi Mato behind her, then straightened her body and said:

"plz follow me."

Feng Xi: "..."

What's wrong?
Is the winner here okay? What does it have to do with Ayato Mato?
Why are you being so polite to him.

Feng Xi complained a little, seeing Dai and Mato Akira leaving, she hurriedly followed.

The place to accept the award is inside a commercial building.

Dai walked forward and entered the lobby of the building. The OL in suits and leather shoes, wearing professional skirts, looked very formal with people coming and going.

Feng Xi felt that the credibility of this lottery draw was real and much higher.

After all, it is impossible for a liar to lie to someone, and still engage in such a big show, renting a business center building with such an expensive location.

The three walked into the elevator, and Dai pressed the 28th floor.

Soon, Ding Dong, the elevator reached the 28th floor.

When the three of them got out of the elevator, Feng Xi looked around, and found that this floor was actually a styling salon, the whole floor was full of it.

Feng Xi asked hesitantly: "This is the place to receive the award..."

Why is it a bit strange.

She was asking, and at this moment, there was a man in a tight leather jacket, low-slung denim, and a bunch of braids that were still dyed pink.

Walked over very annoyed.

When he saw Dai, he laid his hands on Dai and said, "Honey, who is going to be styling today?"

Not only is the person dressed up in a coquettish manner, even the tone of the voice is deliberately elongated, which is charming.

Before his hand was on Dai's shoulder, Dai raised her hand abruptly and twisted it backhand, almost turning his hand more than 180 degrees.

"It hurts, honey, let me go!" the little braided man exhaled in pain.

Dai coldly let go.

The little braided man was let go, he quickly rubbed his wrist, and then blew gently.

He said angrily to Dai Jiao: "I hate it, honey, you are hurting her. You don't know how to feel sorry for her at all."

The sound of this speech made Feng Xi's skin crawl.

With no expression on her face, Dai said coldly, "Work."

"It's disgusting, I've only been here for a short time, and I'm going to let people do work so soon." The little braided man looked at Feng Xi, "Let me see, is it to give this little cutie a style?"

(End of this chapter)