Gao Han suddenly understood that his little deer was jealous~

His heart felt sweet, as if he had eaten a piece of honey, but it was a pity that he could not hold her in his arms and coax her softly.

"I'm a policeman. I won't care about anyone's troubles." He could only say this.

"Yes, you are the Pacific Police."

"Pacific police?" Gao Han didn't understand.

"You don't even understand this. Is the Pacific Ocean wide?"

Gao Han nodded honestly, but his eyes were still confused.

"The Pacific Ocean is so wide, do the police on the Pacific Ocean have strict control?" After saying this, she couldn't help covering her mouth and laughing.

It wasn't that Gao Han's slow reaction made her laugh. She just sketched in her mind what it would be like for Gao Han to become a Pacific policeman.

Is he driving a speedboat with a handsome face, holding a stick in his hand and waving it on the sea?

Gao Han finally understood that she was dissing him for being nosy, but looking at the smile she finally showed, he couldn't bear to argue with her and just wanted to see her smile more.

Her smile is like a lily blooming, beautiful and fragrant.

And she is like a glass of sake, which seems colorless and tasteless when you drink it, and gradually you will be poisoned without even realizing it.

Feng Lulu stayed in the hospital for three days. Gao Han was in good health and could sit up on the pillow on the third day.

She was still worried. The first thing she did every day was to check his injury, and she breathed a sigh of relief when she found that there was no blood leaking from the bandage. "Does your wound hurt? Do you want to add a painkiller pump?"

Gao Han shook his head, he never used that thing.

Feng Lulu twisted a hot towel and applied it to one of his calves. His leg could not move around. The doctor told him to massage him more.

Her soft little hands pressed on his legs. Although her technique was not that skillful, her strength was moderate and considerate, making Gao Han feel very comfortable.

Even though he was separated by a hot towel, the soft and numb touch was still so clear, and the intimacy from the past unconsciously came to Gao Han's mind... A suspicious red color appeared on Gao Han's cheeks.

"No need to press it." He suddenly frowned to stop.

Feng Lulu was stunned and shook her head apologetically: "I...my technique is not very professional..."

He must be feeling uncomfortable.

Gao Han couldn't tell her that this had nothing to do with professionalism, but everything to do with his little brother.
Chapter completed!