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

It suddenly occurred to her that he fell asleep when his beard was half shaved that day, and she stared at his face for a long time.

She absolutely does not admit that this is called a nympho.

"Anyway, I can definitely shave your beard, depending on whether you want it~" She pouted inadvertently, her eyes full of expectation.

"It's up to you." Gao Han averted his gaze, covering the corner of his eyes.

She looked at him with such eyes, even if she wanted the stars and moon in the sky, he was fine, let alone shave him.

Feng Lulu curled her lips and finished eating the noodles quickly, "Wait a minute, I'll get the tools." After that, she ran to the bathroom.

She took out an electric razor and a dry towel.

"You lie down on the sofa." She looked around, and the most suitable one was the sofa.

Gao Han frowned: "Who told you to shave while lying down?"

Feng Lulu was slightly stunned: "What should it be?"

Gao Han walked towards the bathroom.

She quickly followed, and followed him to the bathroom sink.

He suddenly picked her up, his strength was so strong, he hugged her onto the sink and sat down.

She sat on him and stood, facing each other, breathing close at hand.

Feng Lulu's heartbeat speeded up, her face flushed, "This...is this what you want to shave?"

"I'm not used to shaving while lying down." Gao Han seemed calm, and the slight tremor in his eyes was well concealed.

Feng Lulu reluctantly squeezed a smile and picked up the razor.

Every breath of his was sprayed on her face, and bursts of warm moisture spread across her face, and she could not concentrate at all.

Holding a razor in one hand and supporting his face with the other, his fingertips suddenly felt the warmth of his skin, and his heart trembles slightly.

She forgot that he was a patient last time. Although she was a little idiot, she still focused on taking care of him.

This time is different, especially this posture...

"I said earlier, you don't know how to use a razor." Gao Han spit out a little and turned to leave.

"Who said I won't!" She took his arm and pulled him back.

His tall figure slammed into him, and she instinctively stepped back.

He stretched out a hand to support one of her cheeks, and they were closer together.

She could see his deep eyes, like an unfathomable sea, clearly reflecting her pink and soft lips.

His eyes darkened, something softened inside, and he lowered his head and grabbed her lips.

She rounded her eyes in doubt, not to shave, what does this mean...

She slowly opened her eyes and met his deep gaze.

There seemed to be waves rolling inside, but it was full of restraint.

"It is dangerous to shave a man." His tone was full of warning.

Feng Lulu understood what he meant, "I...I will shave my boyfriend."

She half-refuted the half-guaranteed answer.

It's not that any man can let her pick up a razor.

Gao Han's heart trembled, my boyfriend, these few fists on his heart.

If one day, she changes a boyfriend, she will also enjoy this treatment...Such images are just a matter of thinking, and he already feels breathless.

"Gao Han, you...what's wrong with you?" She noticed that his face was wrong.

Gao Han endured the pain in his heart, "Nothing, don't you want to shave me?"

Feng Lulu thought he was tired from standing for too long, so she nodded quickly, "Don't worry, I will soon...what's wrong?"

She pressed the razor switch several times, but the razor did not respond.

"Gao Han, when was the last time you used it?" she asked.

"Two months ago." Gao Han replied.

Feng Lulu:...

She remembered, and found another manual razor in the drawer, the one with the upper blade.

"What do you usually do?" she asked.

Gao Han nodded.

"Why?" She was a little confused, "Obviously electric ones are more convenient than manual ones."

Gao Han raised his eyebrows: "Eighty percent of men think that the blade is easier to use."

may be.

But looking at this sharp blade, Feng Lulu really couldn't get it right.

"I can do it myself." Gao Han took the razor from her hand.

He couldn't come in the same posture just now.

Feng Lulu felt a little disappointed watching Gao Han wash her face and shave.

Originally wanted to be the girlfriend who shaved him and left a deep impression on him, but he didn't expect the tools to be beautiful.

"I'm going to take a shower, do you plan to continue watching?" Gao Han turned around, preparing to take off his clothes.

A trace of panic flashed across Feng Lulu's face, "You continue, you continue, I won't continue."

She exited the bathroom while talking, and hurried downstairs.

Listening to the sound of her footsteps, Gao Han leaned against the wall, and his strength was suddenly vented.

In front of her, he had to exhaust all his energy to restrain his true self.

He let out a deep breath, but a smile rose from the corner of his lips.

But as long as I can be with her, no matter how hard I am, my heart is sweet.

Feng Lulu wandered around in the small garden, and found that grass had grown from the seeds that had been planted before, and the words had also appeared.

There are words like like, happy, every day, happiness, cute and so on.

If you look for it carefully, these words should be able to form sentence by sentence.

The girl who gave him these seeds back then is really a caring person.

Feng Lulu took out the remaining half bottle of seeds from the tool cabinet next to him, and sprinkled some more into the ground, covering them with soil one by one.

Unknowingly it was late at night, Gao Han came to her.

He has finished the shower, wearing silk trousers and nightgown, compared with the calmness during the day, he looks more like a lazy noble son.

Feng Lulu looked at him seriously.

"What's wrong?" Gao Han asked, a nervous red flashing across his cheeks, which was fortunately covered by the night.

"Gao Han, you are the most handsome man I have ever seen." Feng Lulu said seriously.

Gao Han was stunned, a smile involuntarily appeared in his eyes.

But his face was still habitually serious, "Feng Lu, can you not be so exaggerated."

"I'm telling the truth," Feng Lulu didn't change her face, "Then what about me, among your previous girlfriends, how good is my appearance?"

Gao Han is keenly aware that this problem is not that simple.

Not to mention ranking first, she might be angry.

Saying that she ranks first, she might say that you have so many girlfriends and you are still in the ranks.

It's best to tell the truth, he grows so old, and she is the only woman, but the truth can't be told.

Can only answer: "Is this important?"

"Of course it's important," Feng Lulu said, pointing to the seeds in the field, "I just want to know what kind of girl is the one who gave you the seeds that can keep you for so long."

Gao Han squatted down, took a seed from her hand and played with it.

This was the seed she gave him, but she didn't remember it.

"She is a beautiful and lovely girl with a warm smile." In his mind, Feng Lulu's appearance when she was young emerged.

However, the clearer his appearance at that time, the more pain his heart felt at the moment.

If he can be with her earlier, will she be able to suffer less.

"Gao Han, are you not afraid of me being jealous if you put her so well?"

He came back to his senses, seeing her puffing up her cheeks and pretending to be angry, her heart soft.

Her cuteness is engraved in her bones and will not change anyway.

"Feng Lu..." Suddenly, his eyes became cold, and he quickly glanced at the wall outside the garden, where a figure turned and left.

"Who?" Feng Lulu also saw it.

Gao Hanyi took her hand and led her into the villa, "I'll go and see, you lock the door at home." He confessed to her solemnly.

"Gao Han, is there something wrong?" She grabbed his hand instead, a little nervous.

"When there is something in the bureau, someone will be sent to notify me." Gao Han slowed down his voice, and stroked the top of her hair with a big palm, so as to ease the tension in her heart.

"Wait for me to come back." He closed the door for her and took a deep look at her through the glass on the door, with a smile in his eyes.

She nodded, not so scared, and stood behind the door to watch him leave.

Not long after Gao Han walked out of the garden, he saw the figure standing under the street lamp waiting for him.

Li Weikai!

He immediately looked around and made sure there was no one else before he quickly stepped forward and asked: "Why are you here? Have you thought about the consequences?"

"I should ask you this sentence!" Li Weikai turned around, his handsome eyes filled with anger, "I still don't believe it when she is with you. I didn't expect it to be true!"

He approached Gao Han: "Have you ever thought about it, she may get sick at any time with you!"

Gao Han couldn't help being speechless. He couldn't tell Li Weikai that when she couldn't be with him, she was no different from the state of illness!

"Gao Han, you are the most selfish man I have ever seen!" Li Weikai accused indignantly, "If one day she gets hurt again, I will see how you end up!"

After speaking, he turned and left.

Gao Han wanted to speak and stopped, standing still for a long time...

"Gao Han, Gao Han?" I don't know how long it took, when I suddenly heard her anxiously calling.

He turned his head and looked, her thin figure appeared at the corner of the road, looking around, bewildered.

"Feng Lu." He called her.

"Gao Han!" She rushed towards him happily, and plunged into his arms, "Gao Han, I found you."

She was panting and her soft body was still trembling, showing how anxious she was just now.

Gao Han curled her lips slightly and raised her hand to straighten out her messy hair on her temples, "I've talked a few more words, and forgot the time."

"Do you have another task?" she asked, worrying in her beautiful eyes.

Every time he goes to perform a task, she will worry about him.

Gao Han nodded.

"How long will it take?"

"It depends on when you can learn to make coffee."

"Make coffee?"

"Teaching you to make coffee is my new task."

Feng Lulu was taken aback, then glared at him angrily, "You are making me play!"

Alpine hook lips.

"Hate!" She raised her fist and thumped his heart, but she only knocked softly a few times, unwilling to fight.