Feng Lulu held the satellite phone in her hand and played with it, smiling and saying: "This gift is really special..."
Seeing that she liked it, Gao Han was also very happy, but then she asked: "How much does it cost?"
Gao Han was a little confused. What does this gift have to do with money?
"I will be happier with less money," she said.
It turns out that she was considerate of his wallet.
Gao Han's arms hugged her tighter: "As long as you like it, the price is not a problem."
"Of course the price is an issue. For such a good thing, if the price is cheaper, I can buy one," she said.
Gao Han's heart tightened: "Who are you buying it for?"
"Give it to you."
"Give it to me?"
Feng Lulu nodded, "You are worried that I am in danger, and I am also worried about you. I will also send you a phone call like this, so that I won't be afraid of not being able to find you in the future."
She turned her head and looked at him, her big eyes full of love and dependence.
Gao Han's heart suddenly felt as soft as cheese, "Fool!"
He held up Feng Lulu's pretty little face and looked deep into her heart with his deep eyes: "I will never leave you. As long as you turn around, you will see me."
After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed her lips.
His kiss went from pitiful to fiery, burning quickly. Feng Lulu was dizzy. When she realized what she was doing, she had already sunk into the soft mattress.
"Um...are we going too fast..." She supported his shoulders with her small hands, her strength so light that she had no intention of resisting.
But her little face was so red that it almost bled from shyness.
Gao Han paused his movements, his handsome face hovering above her gaze: "Little deer, are you scared?"
Feng Lulu shook her head honestly. Not only was she not afraid, but she felt...inexplicably familiar...
"Do you still have a headache?" he asked softly.
Feng Lulu still shook her head honestly.
That's enough.
The kisses continued again, and he wanted to awaken the deepest memories in her body, the memories related to him.
Little by little, leaving his mark.
She felt like she was about to melt. She couldn't stand the temperature, but her body couldn't stop being close, as if the key had found her own lock.
Entering suddenly, she felt him completely.
"Gao Han..." His name escaped her lips unconsciously.
"It's me." He whispered in her ear, his hands intertwined with hers, tightly entwined.
After an unforgettable wait, his fawn finally returned to him.
He would never let go of her hand again.
The temperature in the room kept rising again and again.
His hot sweat kept dripping on her skin, and as the scenery before her eyes shook rhythmically, another hole suddenly opened in her mind.
Overlapping silhouettes.
Rough breathing.
sweet kiss…
She didn't even feel a headache. Instead, she tried her best to see clearly the figures in the fragments. She looked hard, looked hard, as if she wanted to see clearly...
Suddenly, she was thrown up into the clouds and closed her eyes involuntarily. The fragments in her brain disappeared, replaced by a feeling that was both strange and familiar...
A feeling that made her body tremble slightly.
It was already after midnight when Feng Lulu thought of her plan to cook for Gao Han.
She jumped up and immediately felt soreness all over her body.
"Ah..." She couldn't help but scream.
Gao Han woke up immediately: "What's wrong?" His tone was 100% alert and nervous.
Feng Lulu rolled her eyes: "Someone bullied me."
Gao Han glanced around almost instinctively. When he realized that the two of them were on the big bed at home and there was no danger around them, and looked at Feng Lulu doubtfully, he saw the playfulness in her eyes clearly.
She's teasing him!
"Giggle..." Feng Lulu let out a crisp laugh, and she was really happy.
Gao Han pretended to look fierce: "You are right, bullying
The person who betrayed you is here!"
The word "bully" automatically changed its taste in his mouth.
After saying that, he swooped forward and someone was pinned beneath him again.
But not to be outdone, she stretched out her hands to scratch him.
Gao Han's expression changed with embarrassment, and the movements of his hands suddenly slowed down.
Feng Lulu was also a little surprised. She didn't expect that the tall and mighty Gao Han was afraid of tickling. So she intensified her efforts and tickled him even harder.
"Little deer... let me tell you something... please stop first..."
"Kekeke..."
**
The downtown area has quieted down late at night, and the traffic is sparse.
The bar street in a corner of the city has just become lively, with various vehicles stopping and walking in front of the bar, and a large number of handsome men and beautiful women walking toward the bar.
"Ouch!" A woman suddenly rushed out of the bar, holding on to a telephone pole and vomiting.
She was wearing a red dress, with a collar so deep that her career line was clearly visible, and the hem of the skirt only narrowly covered her mysterious parts.
The excitement had just begun and she was already drinking till she vomited.
They're all a bunch of bastards!
She cursed in her heart, thinking that a few dollars would be a big deal, but before, she would have used money to kill them!
Thinking of this, a sadness filled her heart.
It seems that the days of being a rich young lady will never come back.
She is Lucy Chen.
Recently, she hooked up with a small player. She was very generous with her moves, but her gameplay was also very tricky.
Today in the bar box, he poured a hundred glasses of wine. Under one of the glasses was a card worth 200,000 yuan. As long as Lucy Chen was lucky enough, she could get the 200,000 yuan.
But she had had more than fifty drinks and still couldn't find the card.
"Liars, bastards, they are all bastards!" Lucy Chen cursed bitterly.
"Hey, who are you scolding, little girl? Brother, let me help you get revenge." The two arrogant gangsters walked forward with their faces narrowed, the intentions in their eyes very clear.
With that said, they hugged Lucy Chen.
"Get out of here!" Lucy Chen yelled, noting that their yellow hair was not pleasing to the eye.
Even if I sell it for money, not everyone will accept it.
"You're not too bad-tempered," the gangster laughed, "You'll definitely be hot enough in bed!"
The two reached out again.
"Go away, go away!" Lucy Chen picked up the bag and smashed it hard.
"Ouch!" The hardware on the bag scratched the gangster's forehead, and a trail of blood rolled down.
"Damn it, you're looking for death!" The gangster slapped him hard, but was caught in mid-air.
A tall man and two younger brothers stood in front of Lucy Chen.
The man's eyes were cold and his face was cold: "Get out!"
The gangster was a little unconvinced. The man's eyes moved slightly, and his murderous intent was clear.
"You... you wait... don't run away if you have the guts..." The little gangster said a harsh word to save his face and quickly ran away.
Lucy Chen looked at the man, and his cold expression made her shudder.
"I...I don't know you..." she said.
The man slightly raised his lips: "Ms. Chen, I know your father."
Chen Lucy was stunned for a moment, then her eyes showed surprise: "My dad asked you to pick me up? Is he okay? I can be a rich lady again, right?"
The man was noncommittal and turned his attention to the street.
A stretched version of a Mercedes-Benz drove to the street and stopped slowly.
"Miss Chen, please get in the car," the man said.
Chen Lucy hurriedly got into the car.
The man and his younger brother immediately got into the car, closed the door, and moved forward slowly.
In the corner of the bar street, the scarred man and his two younger brothers had been watching this scene.
"Brother, what should I do?" the younger brother asked the scarred man.
They were originally waiting here to find an opportunity to take Chen Lucy away, but they didn't expect Cheng Yaojin to show up halfway.
The scarred man thought thoughtfully: "The license plate of this car is very eye-catching... keep an eye on this car. If he can intercept people, so can we."
Mercedes Benz is driving on the road.
Although Chen Lucy was a little afraid of the person next to her,
A man, but he couldn't hold back his excitement, "Where is my dad now? Which airport are we going to take off? Have my dad's affairs been resolved?"
But the man ignored her.
"Hey, please say something," Chen Lucy said impatiently, "You are my dad's subordinate, and also my subordinate. Don't you even understand the most basic courtesy to the boss? Be careful, I will let my dad fire you...
ah!"
A trace of astonishment flashed in Chen Lucy's eyes, and then she closed her eyes and fell down softly.
The man frowned and took back his hand. Chen Fushang's daughter was really annoying.
The man is Chen Haodong's subordinate Ajie, who was ordered to take Chen Lucy and Feng Lulu back.
"Have you figured out Feng Lulu's whereabouts?" Ajie asked.
The subordinate nodded: "The place where she lives has been found out, but..."
"What?"
"Gao Han has always been by her side, so it's a bit difficult to do anything."
Ajie thought for a while and asked, "Can you make trouble?"
The morning light breaks out.
Gao Han's biological clock was up. He opened his eyes and reached out with his arms, but found nothing.
But he wasn't nervous at all.
Because he smelled the familiar aroma of stewed chicken.
The last time I smelled this fragrance was more than twenty days ago, when Feng Lulu was preparing soup stock to make Yangchun noodles for him.
Although part of her memory has been erased, some things will not change.
Therefore, there must be a way to crack that MRT.
What makes Gao Han even more confident is that after returning, Feng Lulu's personality is completely different from before.
And the Feng Lulu in his memory was as naughty, playful and cute as she is now.
Perhaps, this so-called technology has great limitations and cannot completely change a person.
After Gao Han washed up, he came to the kitchen and saw his little deer casually wearing one of his shirts. As she was busy, her smooth and white legs were dangling, which was particularly eye-catching.
Gao Han's little brother had another idea.
"Hmm!" Feng Lulu was about to get noodles, but Gao Han hugged her from behind unprepared.
"You smell so good." He buried his head in her neck.
"Don't make trouble, the noodles are going to burn." Feng Lulu said with a smile.
"It's enough for me to eat you." He put his hand into the shirt even more, and suddenly realized something, she was wearing only this shirt.
"Xiaolu, are you concentrating on cooking noodles?" Someone's voice was hoarse.
"I'm very serious," Feng Lulu nodded seriously, "I boiled the broth, chopped onions, ginger and garlic, and prepared to make a hand-shredded chicken..."
He suddenly turned her around and took a step forward, trapping her between himself and the cooking table.
"You...what are you going to do..." Feng Lulu blushed, and she clearly felt a certain hardness.
"I want dessert before dinner."
"The dessert is..." Before she could finish her words, her cherry red lips were already in her mouth.
The hot soup in the pot is gurgling and boiling, and the intertwined figures are also heating up little by little...
"Ding……"
Suddenly, a familiar phone ringing sounded.
Gao Han was stunned instinctively, and the turbulent waves in his eyes temporarily stopped. This was a work-specific ringtone, called from the bureau.
Feng Lulu also sensed his seriousness and nudged him obediently, "Hurry up and answer the phone."
The call came from Xiao Yang in the team. Several razor blades were found in the grass at the corner park in the South District, and someone had been injured.
Because Bai Tang was still recovering from his injuries, Xiao Yang called to ask for instructions on Gao Han's work arrangements.
"I'll be right away." Gao Han replied.
After hanging up the phone, he glanced at Feng Lulu worriedly.
Feng Lulu was pouting unhappy.
Well, he was quite unhappy when he was interrupted.
"Xiaolu, I'll go to the scene to check the situation." He said apologetically.
"The noodles are overcooked," she said pouting.
The corners of Gao Han's lips twitched, it turned out that this was where she was unhappy.