Feng Lulu hurriedly stepped forward to pick up the pine cones. She lowered her head and looked thoughtful.

"Agent Feng, what's so special about this pine cone?" Gao Han asked.

Feng Lulu pursed her lips lightly, "When I was a child, my dad would pick up pine cones for me, dress them up as little boys and girls, give them names, and then tell me stories."

It turned out that she remembered her parents.

A trace of worry flashed in Gao Han's eyes. Are the dust-laden memories in her mind beginning 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 pine cones are a warm memory for her.

Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, feeling both happy and disappointed.

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

Gao Han couldn't help but feel a sting in his heart. He wanted to hold her delicate and thin shoulders and give her some comfort.

But he can't.

"What's the name of the pine cone?" He could only ask to attract her attention.

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

After saying that, she couldn't help but laugh.

Gao Han curled his lips: "Did you get Pinecone's approval for choosing such a name?"

Feng Lulu laughed "hahaha", "Isn't this a bad name? It's kind and cute."

Gao Han curled his lips speechlessly: "But this pine cone doesn't look cute or cute."

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

After she pushed 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, finally diverting her attention.

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

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

The table was covered with a red and blue tablecloth, 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 well-proportioned.

The noise just now should have been made when she was putting the chair down.

"You're awake," Feng Lulu smiled at him and said, "Hurry up and sit down, we'll have dinner soon."

She seems to be in a good mood.

Gao Han came to the table and sat down, and then he saw the pine cones placed next to the vase.

The pine cones were carved into the shapes of a boy and a girl. The girl had a unique necklace made of tiny red wild berries around her neck.

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

"Do you think they look like Ah Guai and Ah Dai now?" Feng Lulu asked.

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

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

Feng Lulu spread her ten fingers and felt a little proud, "Besides cooking, my hands are still very useful."

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

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

Gao Han picked up the cup and took a sip of the grape juice, nodding matter-of-factly: "The sweetness and moisture are just right. Manager Feng's cooking skills have really improved."

Feng Lulu:......

The sweetness comes from the grapes themselves, and the water comes from the drinking fountain... He is seriously burying her!

"Disgusting!" Feng Lulu glared at him angrily, her pretty face turning red with annoyance.

She is three-quarters delicate and seven-quarters charming, and her appearance can only be revealed in front of Gao Han, which also stirs Gao Han's heartstrings.

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

Keeping her by his side was a severe test of his willpower.

"The steak is good," he could only use food to divert his attention, "Which takeout place?"

"Do you really think it tastes good?" she asked.

Gao Han nodded.

"Then tell me what makes it delicious?" she continued to ask.

Gao Han was slightly stunned. In fact, he had no idea what was in his mouth, and his attention could not be turned away from her so easily.

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

Feng Lulu looked surprised, "Has my cooking skills really improved that much?"

Gao Han was surprised, it turned out that today's meal was really cooked by her.

Oops, it seemed like he just tasted a burning, bitter taste at this moment.

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

"Police officer, did you praise me or hurt me just now?" Her face turned from sunny to cloudy.

When he talks about endless aftertaste, does he mean that the bitter taste lingers in your mouth for a long time?

"Cooking requires talent, don't force it." Gao Han comforted her forcefully.

Feng Lulu pouted: "You just say I'm stupid."

She simply took another bite of the salad and vomited as soon as it hit her mouth.

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

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

This meal is inedible!

She put down her knife and fork, walked to the side steps and sat down in a dull mood.

She was angry that she had been clamoring to take care of him, but after such a long time, she couldn't even make the simplest salad.

This caused one of his patients to eat takeout with her every day.

"Manager Feng, how about I teach you how to cook?" Gao Han said suddenly.

Feng Lulu turned back in confusion: "You teach me?"

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

She remembered the noodles he had eaten before, and she immediately became energetic and said, "Come on."

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

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

"You give verbal guidance and I'll do the operation." Feng Lulu put on her apron and said confidently.

Gao Han nodded and did as she said.

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

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

Cooking is really not an easy task for her.

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

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

"Oops!" An egg was accidentally knocked to the ground.

Feng Lulu was very frustrated. Was she so stupid that she couldn't even crack an egg?

Gao Han said calmly: "Egg slippers, it's normal for one to fall out occasionally."

Before he finished speaking, another egg fell to the ground.

Gao Han:......

Can the young apprentice not hit the master in the face so quickly...

Feng Lulu seemed to put away the eggs calmly and continued to deal with other ingredients. But her red cheeks betrayed her inner nervousness.

She regretted letting Gao Han teach her how to cook. Did she have a short-circuit in her brain to allow him to witness her entire embarrassment...

But now that she has started, she will not give up easily. Anyway, she has not been embarrassed in front of him once or twice.

"Manager Feng, relax," Gao Han said casually, "It's just one noodle dish, you'll have to make it all over again."
To be continued...