However, this leg was not very obedient and actually ran to where Xia Bingyan said.
However, after waiting for almost half an hour, Xia Bingyan was nowhere to be seen.
Is Xia Bingyan deliberately playing tricks on her?
She called back angrily, and when the call was connected, she said: "Xia Bingyan, it's fun for you to play with me, right?"
"Ms. Feng, I'm already here." A man's voice came from the other end of the phone.
No, this voice is right behind you.
Feng Lulu immediately turned around and saw Murong Qi standing not far behind him, putting down the phone.
What's the meaning?
Xia Bingyan made an appointment with her, and Murong Qi went to the appointment with Xia Bingyan's phone number.
"I'm sorry, Miss Feng, there's a bit of a traffic jam on the road." Murong Qi stepped forward.
"Where's Xia Bingyan?" she asked.
"Bingyan was suddenly in a hurry, so she asked me to come over and talk to Miss Feng."
"Oh, what does she want to say to me?"
Murong Qi smiled slightly: "Actually, she just wants to find someone to chat with, nothing special. Please ask me to bring a few words to Miss Feng."
"What words?"
"She asked me to tell you that she and Gao Han actually have nothing to do with each other. I hope she will not affect your relationship."
Feng Lulu remained silent.
"Miss Feng, I've brought you your message. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Murong Qi smiled slightly, turned around and left.
Feng Lulu stared at his figure, and the more she thought about it, the more strange she felt.
Especially when he just said that Xia Bingyan was in a hurry, he looked obviously hesitant.
After staying with Gao Han for a long time, she also knows how to catch clues.
Could it be that Xia Bingyan was trapped by him, so he could take her mobile phone to the appointment!
She stepped forward without hesitation and followed Murong Qi to the parking lot.
Her ability to interact with people was also learned from Gao Han. If she wanted others not to notice her, she would have to stand in a corner where others would not notice her.
At this moment, Feng Lulu was standing behind the car next to Murong Qi's car.
He came out with the butler, who opened the car door for him.
Murong Qi paused and asked, "How is Miss Xia?"
"She didn't make a fuss or cry. She stayed quietly," the housekeeper replied. "She said that the husband didn't let her go to the appointment because it was for her own good. She wasn't angry at all."
Murong Qi sighed softly: "Bingyan is so good now. I hope she can get well soon and be the Bingyan she was before."
The housekeeper comforted Murong Qi: "Sir, this time Miss went to the United States for medical treatment. Her hard work has paid off, and she will definitely have good results."
"I hope so." Murong Qi got in the car and left.
Feng Lulu turned out from the corner with a surprised look on her face.
Xia Bingyan is sick!
I am going to the United States for medical treatment soon!
She seemed to have found the reason why Gao Han was in a bad mood today.
My beloved ex-girlfriend is ill and has to go abroad for treatment. I don’t know what the outcome will be. Anyone else would be in a bad mood.
No wonder he had the intention to make new pine cones for her yesterday, but today he coldly wanted to drive her away.
It turned out that everything was because of Xia Bingyan.
As a man who is lovelorn, there are always a few days every month where he understands and understands.
However, I saw that Xia Bingyan was fine two days ago, and she was very angry when I called her just now. What kind of disease does she have, and she needs to fly abroad for treatment immediately?
Feng Lulu pondered all the way, and after arriving at the villa area, she walked forward slowly.
She didn't notice at all that her figure fell into a pair of anxious eyes.
As her figure grew larger and clearer, the anxiety in her handsome eyes slowly faded away.
She had been out for so long without bringing any luggage. Gao Han was really worried and was already in
Standing here for a long time.
Just come back now.
Gao Han breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and returned to the room first.
He listened to the movement outside the door and was surprised that she did not enter the room as he expected. There was no movement in the corridor for a long time.
When it was time to eat, the aroma of roast chicken gradually spread in the room. The aroma was rich and fragrant, and Gao Han suddenly felt very hungry.
"Dong dong!" At this time, there were two clear knocks on the door, and her soft and sweet voice came: "Gao Han, it's time for dinner."
Gao Han was slightly stunned, but she refused to leave and even cooked dinner for him.
He opened the door, still with a serious expression on his face: "Manager Feng, I thought you left."
His serious expression was like a sky covered with dark clouds, which looked quite annoying, but she softened her heart when she thought that he had something on his mind.
"I will leave whenever I want," she answered him, "Gao Han, are you so anxious to drive me away because you are afraid that you will not be able to control yourself?"
Gao Han raised his eyebrows: "Brother Feng, please."
"That's right. As a man, you should be more open-minded."
Gao Han:......
"time to eat."
She turned around and walked forward, and found that he hadn't moved. She stopped and looked back, looking at him playfully with her deer-like eyes: "What's wrong, Senior Officer, you are still so small-minded, why don't you eat the food I cook?"
Gao Han shrugged indifferently: "I'm not hungry yet, but I can see if your cooking skills have improved."
He opened his long legs and walked past her... "Gurg!" His stomach growled twice at an inappropriate time.
Gao Han was stunned, and the air seemed to stop flowing in embarrassment.
"Senior Officer, you are not hungry, but your stomach is." A trace of ridicule flashed across Feng Lulu's pretty face.
After saying that, her delicate figure walked forward first.
Gao Han helplessly lowered his head and glared at his stomach.
Stomach: You are greedy, blame me!
There are a variety of dishes on the table, the whole honey roasted chicken is charred, the croquettes are oily, the eggplant in the pot looks soft and refreshing, and there are carrots in the corn and yam pork ribs soup. The color is very drool-worthy.
What's even more eye-catching is the four shrimp siomai in the steamer, which are crystal clear, delicate and cute.
Such a table of exquisite dishes would certainly not be cooked by Feng Lulu.
"It will take a lot of effort to take them out of the box and put them in the way they are now." A trace of joking smile appeared in Gao Han's handsome eyes.
Feng Lulu glanced at him unconvinced, "Who is he? She kindly stayed with him to ease her mood, but he would bully her."
"I did all this...it's just a matter of time."
She puffed up her cheeks, making her already big eyes look even bigger, looking like a fat goldfish.
Gao Han couldn't help but want to tease her.
"Oh, I hope Manager Feng's confidence can help you cook the dishes."
"Don't believe it," Feng Lulu said, "Now I dream about cooking by myself. Last night, I dreamed about cooking braised pork. My skills are so skillful that they don't even look like me."
Gao Han's heart sank, and he asked alertly: "Where did you dream that you were cooking?"
Feng Lulu thought for a while, "It's really strange to say that I have never been to that place. It is a very warm and cozy little home. The clothes I wear are also very tacky, but I am good at cooking. I still remember the braised pork
The meat is soft, glutinous and sweet, as if I have actually eaten it.”
The more she talked about Gao Han, the more her heart sank.
Li Weikai once said that dreams are a type of brain activity.
Modern medicine's research on the brain only knows very little about the Earth compared to the Milky Way. Although he is known as a top brain expert, all he did to Feng Lulu was suppress those unpleasant memories.
But no one can guarantee when those suppressed memories will be revived.
She will see scenes of her cooking in her dreams. Could it be that those memories are slowly coming back to life?
And he is the biggest inducement for memory recovery!
"Gao Han, try this restaurant's signature dish." Feng Lulu's soft and sweet voice interrupted his thoughts, and he saw that his bowl was already filled with dishes.
"I can't eat so much." He said thoughtfully.
"When you fill your stomach, you will have fewer things to worry about," Feng Lulu said.
"It turns out that Manager Feng also likes to guess other people's thoughts." Gao Han's handsome face was sarcastic, but actually he was beating the drum in his heart.
He didn't want her to guess his thoughts.
As soon as you start to get curious, you will get to the bottom of it.
Feng Lulu heard that there was a bit of contempt in his words, and she was not angry. After all, Xia Bingyan's matter was a bit embarrassing to him...
"I didn't make a wild guess," she tried to comfort him, "I know that Miss Xia is about to go to the United States for medical treatment..."
"How do you know she is going to the United States for medical treatment?" Gao Han panicked. What else did she know?
Feng Lulu was frightened by the nervousness on his face.
Is it a secret that Xia Bingyan went to the United States for medical treatment? Shouldn't she know?
She also became a little nervous: "I didn't ask around, I found out about it from Murong Qi. Xia Bingyan asked me to meet today, but it was Murong Qi who came, saying that Xia Bingyan suddenly had something to do and couldn't come."
When I get nervous, my words are poured out like beans.
Gao Han secretly breathed a sigh of relief. His worries were unnecessary. She didn't know anything.
"Don't worry, Murong Qi is very fond of Xia Bingyan, she will be fine..."
Well, did she say something wrong?
"I've finished eating, you eat slowly." Gao Han left the table, worried that he would make too many mistakes.
Feng Lulu bit her lip in annoyance. What was wrong with her mouth? Murong Qi's baby Xia Bingyan!
What was obviously a well-intentioned attempt to comfort her turned into a deliberate injection of acupuncture.
Even though she was faced with a table full of delicious food, she immediately didn't want to eat anymore.
The moonlit night is deep and everything is silent.
The green trees and red flowers in the garden seem to have fallen asleep, quietly condensed, waiting for the first ray of sunshine in the morning.
There are occasionally a few grasshopper calls, which should belong to the strong little cubs among the grasshoppers.
Gao Han lay on his side on the bed, listening to the quiet movements outside the window, but his mind couldn't calm down.
How should he face Feng Lulu tomorrow?
What should I do to avoid hurting her and keep her away from me?
Suddenly, the door was pushed open.
Gao Han immediately turned around and saw Feng Lulu walking in, holding a glass of milk in her hand.
"Manager Feng prefers not to knock when he comes in?" Gao Han frowned pretending to be displeased.
Feng Lulu pursed her lips tightly, walked to the bedside table without saying a word, and put down the milk.
"You didn't eat anything for dinner, drink a glass of milk." She was a little nervous, the corners of her eyes were trembling slightly, and she was holding a breath in her throat, as if she had something to say.
"Manager Feng, if you have anything to say, just say it."
Feng Lulu suddenly approached him and reached out towards his collar.
Gao Han subconsciously dodged, but Feng Lulu jumped into the air and almost fell to the bed.
Gao Han helped her, but from this angle, he happened to see the open neckline of her pajamas...
His fawn was still as good as he remembered.
Feng Lulu seemed to realize something, her pretty face turned red, and she immediately covered her collar and stood up straight.
"Gao Han, I...I'm not here to throw myself into my arms," she hurriedly explained, "I was just careless."
"Oh," Gao Han replied lightly, "What are you doing here?"
