On the way to the hotel, Su Hanyan woke up in Feng Yan's arms.
But she didn't want to move lazily, so she still closed her eyes and nestled against his chest like a cute little kitten.
When they arrived at the hotel, Feng Yan carried her out of the car and carried her to the large, soft and comfortable bed in the master bedroom of the presidential suite.
Mei Xiang delivered brown sugar ginger water in time.
"Leave it there!" Feng Yan bent down and helped Su Hanyan up to sit on his shoulders.
The little woman who had just laid down and was being tossed again was a little reluctant, stretched out her hand and pinched his arm, "I have a headache, I want to sleep for a while."
Her voice was very lazy, with a hint of coquettishness.
Mei Xiang looked at her in surprise and heard Feng Yan coaxing softly, "Hey, it's brown sugar water, not medicine. Drink a little and you will feel better."
Hearing this, Mei Xiang stood there in shock. The man in front of her didn't seem to be the usual Mr. Feng who was full of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy.
Leaning in Feng Yan's arms, Su Hanyan looked at the steaming brown sugar water that night and wondered whether she should drink it.
Because my stomach doesn't hurt so much anymore.
However, she still has some knowledge and experience in this area, and knows that this is still somewhat helpful to women during menstruation.
"Drink! This is sweet, brown sugar water!" Feng Yan blew it gently and brought it to her lips, "Be good, drink it, and it won't hurt so much."
Su Hanyan pursed her lower lip and took a slow sip. It tasted good.
"Ms. Lin, I cooked this myself. The amount of ginger and brown sugar is very appropriate, so the taste will be milder."
"Thank you, Mei Xiang."
"Ms. Lin, this is what I should do. Moreover, I was worried about you and asked me to do it..." Su Hanyan's politeness made Mei Xiang's heart relax again.
Su Hanyan raised her eyes and looked at Feng Yan, does that mean I still want to thank you?
Feng Yan didn't mind, and asked in an indulgent tone, "Drink it, are you feeling better?"
Su Hanyan tilted her head and looked at him, did you mean it was that fast?
Is this not brown sugar water but a panacea?
Looking at her expression, Feng Yan realized that he was too worried about her, so he fed her and drank all the brown sugar water in the bowl without saying a word.
"Okay, you go sleep for a while! If you don't get relief after a while, I'll call the doctor to come to the hospital for you." He put down the bowl, let her lean into his arms, and gently stroked her back with his big palm.
"Ayan..."
She hummed softly and gripped his shirt tightly.
Mei Xiang took the empty bowl from Feng Yan and stepped out respectfully.
"What? Don't want to sleep? Then I will tell you something, do you want to listen?" Feng Yan asked gently.
"What's the matter?" Su Hanyan's heart tightened, and she probably guessed that it was about Bai Lu.
Sure enough, the next second she heard Feng Yan say, "Bai Lu will not attend the opening of the film festival, nor will she participate in the awards. Your goal has been achieved."
Su Hanyan still felt comfortable hearing the first two sentences, but the purpose of the latter sentence was achieved, and it suddenly made her feel uneasy again.
"Hey! Feng Yan, you...what do you mean?" she asked.
Feng Yan looked down at her without saying a word.
She couldn't hold her breath and frowned slightly, "Okay, okay, let me tell the truth. I admit that I just don't like Bai Lu, not at all. Even if she is perfect in your eyes, I don't like her.