Young Master Lu's Warm Wedding and His Lovely New Bride

Feng Lulu hurried forward to pick up the pine cones, she looked down at her with a thoughtful expression on her face.

"Broker Feng, what is special about this pine cone?" Gao Han asked.

Feng Lulu pressed her lips lightly, "When I was young, my dad picked up pine cones for me, dressed them as little boys and girls, gave them names, and then told me stories."

It turned out that she thought of her parents.

A trace of worry flashed through Gao Han's eyes. Did the dusty memories in her mind begin to thaw?

"You know, I actually lost a lot of memories," Feng Lulu took a deep breath, "but I still remember this pine cone."

So Songguo is a warm memory for her.

There were tears in the corners of her eyes, happy and disappointed.

Although she never said it, she knew in her heart that there must be many warm and precious things in those lost memories.

Gao Han couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, he wanted to hold her delicate and thin shoulders and give her a comfort.

But he cannot.

"What's Pine Cone's name?" He could only ask to draw her attention away.

Upon hearing this, Feng Lulu raised her beautiful eyes: "The boy is called Aben, and the girl is called Aguai."

After speaking, she couldn't help but smile.

Gao Han hooked his lips: "Did you get Songguo's approval for taking such a name?"

Feng Lulu laughed "Hahaha", "Is this a bad name? It's kind and cute."

Gao Han's lips curled silently: "But this pine cone looks neither good nor cute."

"You wait and see." Feng Lulu blinked mysteriously.

After pushing Gao Han home, she plunged into the small tool room in the garden.

Through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows in the living room, Gao Han could see the busy figure in the tool room.

He breathed a sigh of relief and finally diverted her attention.

Gao Han went back to the room and slept for a few hours. When he woke up, he heard "boom" and "boom" sounds, which seemed to come from the kitchen.

He was worried whether Feng Lulu was frustrated with cooking again, so he quickly got up and went to the kitchen, only to see her set up tables and chairs on the terrace outside the kitchen.

There was a red and blue tablecloth on the table, and a small vase was placed in the middle of the table. The flowers in the vase should have been picked from the garden.

Although there are many varieties, they are scattered.

The sound just now should be from when she put the chair down.

"You're awake," Feng Lulu said with a smile at him: "Sit down, we'll have dinner soon."

She seems to be in a good mood.

Gao Han came to the table and sat down. Only then did he see the pine cones placed next to the vase.

The pine cones were carved into the appearance of a boy and a girl, and the girl's neck was ingeniously made of small red wild fruits.

No wonder she was in a good mood, and this afternoon was indeed fruitful.

"Do you think they are like Aguai and Dumb now?" Feng Lulu asked.

She served steak and salad, and poured freshly squeezed grape juice.

Gao Han couldn't help but curl his lips: "I didn't expect Broker Feng to have a pair of skillful hands."

Feng Lulu opened ten fingers, and she was a little proud, "In addition to cooking, my hands are still very useful."

Gao Han raised his eyebrows: "I thought you did this meal too."

Feng Lulu retracted her hands in embarrassment: "...I squeezed the grape juice, so did I contribute to this meal..."

Gao Han took a sip of grape juice from the cup, and nodded his head in an unbelievable way: "The sweetness and moisture are just right, and Mr. Feng's cooking skills have really improved."

Feng Lulu:...

The sweetness is grown by the grapes themselves, and the water is taken from the drinking fountain... He is a serious burying her!

"Hate!" Feng Lulu glared at him angrily, her pretty face flushed with annoyance.

Three points of tenderness and seven points of charming, the appearance that only appeared in front of Gao Han, also provoked Gao Han's heartstrings.

A complex look emerged in his deep eyes. Her soft lips and her slender white neck all had fatal attraction to him.

Keeping her by his side was a harsh test of willpower for him.

"The steak is good," he can only use the food to divert his attention, "Which takeaway?"

"Do you really feel delicious?" she asked.

Gao Han nodded.

"Then you talk about how delicious it is?" she continued to ask.

Gao Han was slightly stunned. In fact, he didn't know what was eating in his mouth. His attention was not so easy to turn away from her.

"The meat is tender and juicy, and the aftertaste is endless." He said all the words he knew to describe food.

Feng Lulu showed surprise, "Is my cooking really so advanced?"

Gao Han was surprised, it turned out that she really cooked today's food.

Oops, he seemed to taste a burnt bitterness just now.

And Feng Lulu had eaten a small piece of steak with joy, chewing and chewing, the smile on her face gradually disappeared...

"High police officer, did you praise me or hurt me just now!" Her face has changed from sunny to cloudy.

He said that the aftertaste is endless, does it mean that the bitter taste in the mouth lasts for a long time.

"Cooking is also about talent, don't force it." Gao Han forced his comfort.

Feng Lulu curled her lips: "You just said I was stupid."

She simply tried another bite of the salad, and vomited as soon as she ate it.

This was the first time she had eaten a salad with a salty taste, and it was quite salty.

She remembered that in order to make the oranges in the salad sweeter, she added white sugar, and then mistaken the large grains of salt for white sugar...

I can't eat this meal!

She put down the knife and fork, came to the side step and sat down boringly.

She was annoyed that she was arguing about taking care of him, but for so long, she couldn't even make the simplest salad.

A patient who implicated him followed her every day to eat takeaway.

"Broker Feng, how about I teach you cooking?" Gao Han said suddenly.

Feng Lulu turned around suspiciously: "You teach me?"

Gao Han raised his eyebrows: "Let's start with simple learning. Let's teach you how to cook noodles today."

She remembered the noodles he had made before, and she suddenly felt energetic, "Come on."

First, she moved a chair and put it at the kitchen door for Gao Han to sit down.

Gao Han looked suspiciously at the distance between the chair and the cooking table. It was about four or five meters. "Can this teach you?" He was very suspicious.

"You verbally guide, I will operate." Feng Lulu put on her apron and said confidently.

Gao Han nodded, just as she said.

"The first step is to prepare all the ingredients you need." He began to teach.

"Chop the shiitake mushrooms, beat the eggs, and dice the tomatoes..." Feng Lulu muttered silently while preparing hurriedly.

Cooking is really not an easy task for her.

The setting sun shone in through the kitchen window, stretching Feng Lulu's busy figure so long.

Her figure fell into Gao Han's eyes, and he seemed to see Feng Lulu from last year, methodically busy in the kitchen, and he could make a table of delicious food in a blink of an eye.

"Oh!" An egg was accidentally beaten to the ground.

Feng Lulu was very upset, she was so stupid that she couldn't even beat an egg!

Gao Han said calmly: "Egg slippery, it is normal to drop one occasionally."

After the words were not finished, another egg "Paki" fell to the ground.

Alpine:...

Can the little apprentice stop hitting the master in the face so quickly...

Feng Lulu tidied up the eggs seemingly calmly and continued to process other ingredients.But the red cheeks have betrayed her inner tension.

She regrets letting Gao Han teach her cooking. She has a short-circuit in her brain, so she agrees to let him witness her embarrassment all the time...

But since it has started, she will not give up easily, anyway, she is not embarrassed in front of him once or twice.

"Mr. Feng, take it easy," Gao Han said casually, "It's just a piece of noodles. It's a big deal to make it again."

His relaxed tone made her relax, and she took a deep breath and continued to plunge into the cooking of the noodles.

About half an hour later, two portions of mushroom egg noodles were served on the table.

The noodles are fragrant and white, the eggs are fragrant, and a few green onions are dotted in the meantime. The "color, fragrance" has the first two.

"I'll try it first." Gao Han picked up his chopsticks.

Feng Lulu couldn't help but stared at Gao Han nervously, seeing surprise on his face after his first bite of noodles.

"Mr. Feng, you can rest assured to try your own craft."

Feng Lulu will be suspicious, after all, he has a "criminal conviction", and she said before that the steak she cooked was delicious.

"Gao Han, shouldn't you make fun of me again?"

Gao Han answered with action and ate a few more mouthfuls of noodles.

Feng Lulu only moved her chopsticks. Gao Han didn't lie to her this time. The noodles tasted good.

She immediately gained confidence. It turned out that she didn't know how to cook because she didn't master the steps.

"Gao Han, where did you learn your cooking skills?" she asked.

Gao Han glanced at her far-reachingly, "I learned it from a friend of mine. She is very good at cooking. When I cook, I think that one day I will let her taste my craft, and it will be done naturally."

Feng Lulu was slightly stunned, and there was no one else but Xia Bingyan that could make him so concerned.

She suddenly felt that the noodles in her mouth were like Jue wax, losing its flavor.

After Gao Han finished eating the noodles, he picked up the pine nuts and looked at it blankly.

He found a small detail, and half a heart was carved out of Dumb's body.

"Why does he only have half a heart?" he asked suspiciously.

"The other half is on Aguai." Feng Lulu replied.

"Why is this?"

"Because they love each other, two people who love each other will leave half their hearts on each other. Only when they are together, they are complete."

Feng Lulu smiled bitterly, he should be able to understand it, for example, half of his heart was left on Xia Bingyan.

Sure enough, his eyes gradually darkened.

"Did your parents tell you this?" he asked.

Feng Lulu nodded. She remembered this very clearly. Her mother told her that her family should care for and care for each other.

Gao Han also smiled bitterly. The truths her parents said were accurate in any relationship, especially on him and her.

They both lost half a heart for each other, even if they rely on each other, they can't make up for it.

Fortunately, she forgot all of them.

If a person is destined to live with only half of his heart like a walking dead, he can just be that person.