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

The first thing that appeared on the website was the introduction of the trainer.

A man with half-white hair and a pigtail in the back of his head, his facial features are comparable to those of a leading actor.

And the first-line traffic male stars have a sense of vicissitudes less than him.

"Is this going to harvest female students!" Feng Lulu picked up her phone and looked at the teacher's photo from several angles.

Gao Han glanced, the foot on the accelerator changed to the brake and stepped on.

"Hey!" Feng Lulu couldn't sit still, and accidentally closed the web page.

"What's the matter?" She hurriedly checked out, but saw that there was no red light and no one on the road. Why did Gao Han suddenly step on the brake.

"A squirrel passed by just now." Gao Han said calmly.

Then, continue to start the car and drive forward.

"The burn on your hand is gone?" he asked.

"It's okay, all minor injuries..." Feng Lulu continued to open the website to find out the situation.

"Preparing for this competition will not affect your work?" Gao Han asked.

Feng Lulu had thought about this problem, so she needed to know the time of the training class.

"From six to nine o'clock every night." This time is not bad!

The car drove onto the city road, but it went to the left.

"Gao Han, should we go to the right?" Her company and police station are on the right.

"I'll send you to the training class. There is still too much time." Gao Han replied.

Feng Lulu pursed her lips. She looked at Gao Han with a little surprise. When did he become so active?

When he should be considerate, he hasn't fallen behind at all.

At the training class, many people came to consult and sign up and gathered in the hall to fill out the forms.

"Gao Han, you don't need to accompany me, I can do the registration myself," Feng Lulu stopped at the entrance, "I will take a taxi to the company later."

Gao Han glanced inward. They were mostly female students, so he nodded slightly and turned away.

Feng Lulu walked into the hall and received a form, looked at it carefully, and listened to the female students talking about the trainer on the webpage.

"So handsome, like a star!"

"That is, following a teacher like this, the coffee will definitely taste better."

"Yes, what Renmei makes is more beautiful."

"..."

Quite a few people came to the trainer.

Feng Lulu was not that idiot. On the contrary, she saw that there was a problem with the curriculum and asked the staff.

"Hello, I would like to ask, why is there only one class for American and espresso courses, and two classes for each of the other fancy coffees?"

Her coffee novices know that the ability to make good American and espresso is the embodiment of whether the basic skills are solid.

"Because there are more steps in fancy coffee, it is more difficult." The staff answered without looking up.

Feng Lulu pursed her lips speechlessly.

"Hey, you don't understand it, just follow the course set by the teacher." A student stared at Feng Lulu dissatisfiedly.

Feng Lulu was surprised, she asked her, what's wrong with this person?

"Of course I didn't understand, I just came to learn." She retorted unceremoniously.

"I don't know why you are here," the man snorted from his nose, "I really want the teacher to teach you hand in hand, is it exhausting the teacher?"

Feng Lulu thought it was funny: "So you didn't spend money to study, but to hold men. Do your men know about this?"

"Hey, what are you talking about?"

Several female students looked around and looked around. What Feng Lulu said seemed to be their pain.

"Let's not care about her. I can't say good things. It must be because of a bad life."

"At first glance, there is no man's love. It is natural to have a bad life."

"As long as she still learns to make coffee, she doesn't think she has a hard time."

This group of female students instantly became a nation, and they came to fight Feng Lulu together.

Feng Lulu looked at them and found it strange.

Learn a coffee, still an adult?

Feng Lulu sneered coldly, "I only know that women who are not loved by men will come out to find fantasy objects."

"you……"

Hearing that, the faces of these women were green.

"You...you are like someone loves you?" The female student looked at Feng Lulu disdainfully with her arms around her chest.

"Feng Lu!" As soon as the voice fell, a deep, magnetic male voice sounded.

Everyone's eyes focused on the door.

I saw a handsome tall man walk in.

"Wow!" A bang sounded.

The man walked straight to Feng Lulu, personally put the silk scarf in her hand on her neck, "You got the silk scarf off the car."

He patted Feng Lulu on the head, full of pampering.

The women were dumbfounded.

It's really time for the high cold to come.

Feng Lulu lifted her chin slightly, deliberately making a bragging expression.

She is indeed loved~~

She took Gao Han's arm and walked out of the training class together.

She was fortunate to have a look first. She didn't register online. With these students, she just quarreled every day and couldn't learn anything.

The car moved forward.

Feng Lulu was sitting in the co-pilot seat, thinking that Xiao Xi must have recommended a good training class. If this is not reliable, where would she go to study better.

Yunyun cannot go there.

Her clumsiness must make Yunyun feel guilty.

"I teach you." Gao Han said suddenly.

Feng Lulu turned her head in surprise, and didn't quite believe Gao Han's words, "You can make coffee?"

Gao Han raised his eyebrows: "You come to my house tonight."

Straight guy took the initiative?

Just like this, Feng Lulu has to go after get off work.

As soon as she arrived at the door of the villa, she had already smelled the scent of coffee.

This smell is very similar to the smell in Yunyun coffee shop.

Feng Lulu opened the door curiously and walked to the door of the kitchen. She saw Gao Han wearing an apron, pouring freshly brewed coffee into two green mugs.

In the heat, his slender fingers held the coffee pot, and even the coffee pot became attractive.

"Kab or American?" Gao Han asked. He heard Feng Lulu's footsteps.

Feng Lulu bit her lip: "Can I...may I have a mocha?"

Gao Han raised her eyebrows: "Are you testing my skills?"

"I'm just... greedy for chocolate..." Can she say that she suddenly greedy for chocolate, is it because of his bronze skin...

Gao Han took out the chocolate powder and milk from the cupboard, and then took out the light cream from the refrigerator.

After a meal that Feng Lulu did not understand, a milk chocolate scent diffused in the kitchen...

The last step is to put a layer of milk foam on the surface of the coffee. He held a toothpick and gently stroked the milk foam and drew a...pig.

Feng Lulu:...

"Gao Han, do you mean something?" Feng Lulu looked at him.

"I can only paint this." Gao Han's expression was calm, and the trembling of his eyes betrayed his true mood at the moment.

Feng Lulu's eyes rolled: "I will treat this as your self-portrait."

The corners of Gao Han's trembling eyes suddenly startled.

But when Feng Lulu took a sip of mocha, it didn't matter who the self-portrait was.

It's so delicious!

The coffee that Xiao Yunyun makes has to be compared!

"Gao Han, when did you learn to make coffee? How come I never knew!"

Gao Han hooked his lips and once lurked on a mission in a top cafe, staying for two months.

I thought it was just a matter of seeing it with my eyes. After practicing it a few times, the effect was not bad.

"Teach me, with your craft, I will definitely not lose face in the competition." After speaking, she took several more sips.

This is really the best mocha she has ever drunk.

"I'm tired today, I'll talk about it tomorrow." Gao Han glanced at her injured finger.

"Oh, then you go to rest," Feng Lulu put down the cup and pushed him out. "Leave the kitchen to me to clean up."

Unprepared Gao Han suddenly turned around. She slipped her feet and slammed her head into his arms.

Gao Han was worried that she would fall, and instinctively stretched his arms around her waist.

Her soft body pressed tightly against him, and a warm current hit him like lightning.

He couldn't help but breathe, her smiling brows and eyes, pink and soft lips, all pulling him tightly like an invisible hand.

He exhausted all his strength before he took her shoulders, gently pushed her away from his arms, and stood still.

"The hand injury does not touch the water well, it will become inflammatory, serious bacterial infection, it is possible that the entire finger can not be kept." After speaking, he turned back to the cooking counter to clean up.

Feng Lulu pursed her lips and smiled, this man had to express her concern in the most awkward words.

She leaned on the door to watch him clean up, a heart that was soft and warm.

In the eyes of others, he must be a great hero and a good police officer.

She loves to watch him cook, he has the smoke when he cooks, and she feels that they are truly accompanying each other.

"Gao Han, I haven't eaten dinner yet, you can cook me noodles. I want a bowl of Yangchun noodles."

Gao Han was stunned, then replied "OK", the corners of his eyes were involuntarily wet.

He seemed to be back when he came to her rental house after get off work.

It was winter, and he always went in with cold air.

She always greeted him with her sweetest warm smile.

Gao Han, you haven't had dinner yet.

Gao Han, I'm cooking dinner for you.

Alpine, eat quickly.

In the huge city, she was in that corner, keeping him warm in the winter.

The warmth of staying together has always been etched in his memory.

He thought he would never experience it again, but what she said just now made him find his mood at that time again.

If this can be done all the time, that is enough.

Simply stay together.

But can he get it?

The steaming noodles were served, with char siu pork on top, vegetables in the noodles, and egg crust.

Feng Lulu ordered Yangchun noodles because the home version of Yangchun noodles was not complicated. She made a perfect copy that morning, making fun of him.

Unexpectedly, he came with a super high version.

He once said that he likes to cook because of a woman.

It seems that the woman had a great influence on him.

Feng Lulu took a bite of noodles, trying to suppress her little jealousy.

But the noodles taste great, but the jealousy is getting stronger.

As his girlfriend, what can she leave him with memorable things?

She thought while eating noodles, and suddenly thought, "Gao Han, in return for your teaching me to make coffee, let me shave and cut your hair."

Gao Han frowned: "Are you not afraid of wound infection and inflammation?"

In fact, her wound was fine.

"You don't fool me. You can shave and cut your hair without getting wet."

Gao Han's eyes sank: "You seem to be very experienced."

Did you shave anyone?

Feng Lulu swallowed: "Did you forget? I shaved you when you were in the hospital."

Gao Han was startled, yes, he was thinking about how to keep her away from him every day. The more she did this to him, the more disturbed and uncomfortable he was.

I'm afraid that one day she will get sick again.

"But you fell asleep halfway through..." Feng Lulu suddenly said nothing, a suspicious blush on her cheeks involuntarily.

As long as he falls asleep, she can~~