"It's an ointment that can leave no marks on your skin. Your skin is of good quality, and I don't want the marks of other men to be left on it."
"Really?" Xia Yucheng's expression suddenly changed, and she subconsciously tilted her head, feeling a little uncomfortable.
She didn't want to leave any marks on her skin, even if it was Fenghao. According to the past, such an embarrassing situation could be walked away from.
But now, the first thing she has to do is to satisfy Feng Hao. But the hurt caused by those words still made a faint anger appear on her face.
"Are you angry?" Feng Hao seemed to have noticed something unusual about her, he stopped and looked down at her.
"No," Xia Yucheng shook his head.
"But you're pretty good-looking when you're angry. Of course, you look even better when you smile." Feng Hao smiled with a rare good-nature, holding her waist and bringing her body to him.
The soft waist and the faint fragrance made him feel a little happy, and even his body felt a little warm. This wonderful feeling was very strange, but it also brought a bit of expectation and enjoyment.
"It seems you don't understand men!" He smiled, suddenly feeling that the girl in front of him could expand his tolerance without limit.
Because if it were another woman, he would definitely be the one angry.
"Thank you! I'm not angry with you, Mr. Feng..."
"Call me... Hao!" He stared at her with interest and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
She was stunned for a moment and turned to look at him, but she didn't dare to actually call him that.
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Xia Yucheng stopped in front of a Chinese restaurant called "Yu Shi Fang".
"Are we here yet?" Feng Hao felt regretful. It was his first time to walk leisurely on the street with a girl he was willing to pamper like this.
The feeling of the first time is always fresh and wonderful.
"Yes! This store has a good reputation. You don't usually come to a place like this. Give it a try! You won't be disappointed."
The interior decoration of "Yu Shi Fang" is quite Chinese-style and has a flavor of the Ming and Qing Dynasties.
It was dinner time, and most of the tables in the store were full.
After finding a seat and sitting down, the waiter handed the menu to Feng Hao. He pushed it directly in front of Xia Yucheng without even looking at it: "Take it lighter, you are injured!"
His voice was very soft, but full of concern.
Xia Yucheng is not a cold-hearted person. Although she cares about Feng Hao's identity in her heart, she also feels that her purpose of approaching him is not simple.
But it was undeniable that his gentleness made her feel very comfortable and made her feel guilty from time to time.
"Are you so nice to women?" Xia Yucheng asked with a smile after ordering.
Feng Hao smiled and did not answer.
In the past, he would not be nice to any woman because his grandma had always told him to find a woman he didn't like to marry so that he wouldn't be like his uncle Feng He, who was hurt by love and even lost his life.
He looked around, and the classical style of the store reminded him of Kyoto, that soft, peaceful, ancient and colorful city that had become blunted by the sharp edge of time and somewhat stagnant.
After his uncle passed away, he and his grandmother went to England, and would only return to that city every year for his uncle's death anniversary and New Year's celebrations.
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The story about Feng Hao's identity and his uncle Feng He is in the article "The Adorable Wife Is Coming: Uncle, Let's Get Married". If you like it, you can read that article first. Thank you!