After dinner, Xiao Xiangyi and Xi Yu came back.

The little girl was very happy to see Feng Lulu. She held her hand and ate fruit with her.

"Have you had dinner?" Feng Lulu and the little girl sat aside. Looking at the little girl's cute appearance, Feng Lulu couldn't help pinching her little face.

Xiangyi nodded obediently, "After school, let's eat first and then learn to ride a horse."

"Do you like riding horses?"

Xiangyi thought for a while before nodding: "I like it."

After a while, he said again: "It's just so so. Aunt Lulu, I want to learn to climb trees, can you teach me?"

"Of course," Feng Lulu nodded happily, "but you must first seek your parents' permission."

She saw a strand of broken hair falling in front of Xiangyi's forehead, and instinctively stretched out her hand to smooth it out for her.

"boom!"

A similar picture suddenly flashed through his mind, but before Feng Lulu could catch it, the picture flashed away.

"Mom will definitely say, Xiangyi, you can't do things halfway," Xiangyi imitated Su Jian'an's tone and acted like a young adult, "Now that you have learned to ride a horse, you should learn to ride it well first."

Feng Lulu came back from her trance, "I think she is right."

She saw the helplessness in Xiangyi's eyebrows and turned her eyes, "Actually, I also have a task recently. I'm learning to make coffee. Do you want to make a promise with me?"

"What agreement?" The little girl suddenly became interested.

"I'll learn how to make coffee, and you'll learn how to ride a horse. Then we can focus on climbing trees."

Xiangyi put down the fruit fork in his hand and stretched out his little finger at her: "Do you want to pull the hook?"

"Hook."

Two fingers, one big and one small, were hooked together, "Hang yourself with a hook, and it won't change for a hundred years." Xiang Yi's childish voice said matter-of-factly.

Feng Lulu laughed. It turns out that what children play now is similar to what she played when she was a child.

Xiangyi also giggled, "It's fun!"

"Lulu, you are here," Ji Siyu walked over with a slightly anxious expression, "Gao Han drank too much, go and take a look."

Feng Lulu was stunned. She drank too much, which was not like Gao Han's style.

After the meal, the women gathered in the small living room to drink coffee and relieve themselves, while the men chatted in the shade on the small terrace.

Gao Han is always taciturn.

I didn't know who was talking about Chen Haodong. Shen Yuechuan's eyes fell on Gao Han and found him leaning on the chair with his eyes closed.

Looking again, the bottle of red wine in his hand had bottomed out.

He just drank by himself and drank a bottle of wine by himself.

Shen Yuechuan and Ye Dongcheng helped and helped him lie down on the big bed in the guest room.

"Lulu, it seems that Gao Han can't leave tonight," Su Jianan brought two sets of toiletries and pajamas, "You just stay here for one night."

Feng Lulu's heart skipped a beat, sharing a room with a bed in someone else's house...

"Lulu?"

"Oh, okay," Feng Lulu concealed her panic and took the toiletries, "Don't worry, I'll take care of him."

Su Jianan smiled slightly: "Come to me anytime if you need anything."

"Um."

Feng Lulu sent Su Jianan away and closed the door.

She turned back to Gao Han and checked his condition with concern.

His eyes were closed tightly, his face was flushed, and his lips were a little dry, just like he was drunk, and there was no other discomfort.

She breathed a sigh of relief, twisted a wet towel and wiped his face.

"Are you worried about drinking so much?" She whispered softly while wiping his face, "I just saw that you were unhappy during dinner..."

The towel gently caressed his thick eyebrows, followed the high bridge of his nose, and reached his sharp, sharp lips.

The red wine deepened the color of his lips, giving him a different kind of attraction.

"Bo!"

When she realized what she was doing, she had already kissed his cold lips.

She couldn't help but her heartbeat quickened and her pretty face turned red, but the taste was better than she imagined.

The hit was fine.

"Well..." The person on the bed frowned and turned over, making an uncomfortable grunting sound.

Feng Lulu immediately put her mind away and reached out to touch his forehead. Although it was slightly hot, it was still in a normal state. She was probably thirsty.

She went to the kitchen to get a glass of water and overheard Lu Boyan and Su Jianan talking on the terrace outside.

"...You didn't notice that he was drinking alone?" Su Jianan asked.

"Everyone had a glass in his hand," and, "He had never drank before."

"That's weird. He looks very worried."

Lu Boyan raised his thick eyebrows, "Jian An, actually I drank two more drinks..."

The jealousy in his words was too strong to hide.

Su Jianan suppressed the smile on her lips: "Are you worried too?"

"You can take a look." Lu Boyan grabbed her hand and pressed it tightly to his heart.

The next scene, please don't disturb me... Feng Lulu quickly exited the kitchen.

She returned to the room, carefully lifted Gao Han's head, and put the water glass to his mouth.

After drinking water, he felt much better and fell asleep peacefully.

Feng Lulu stretched out her hand, gently swept his thick eyebrows with her fingers, and whispered in confusion: "Why are you unhappy? Do you miss her..."

He was sleeping deeply, breathing thin and steady.

No one answered her question.

Feng Lulu came out of the bathroom to wash up and was wondering how to sleep tonight.

Although this was not the first time they had been in the same room together, they had to be careful about sleeping in the same bed.

She is willing to like him passionately, but not casually.

Late at night, the whole villa became quiet.

The headlight in the room has been turned off, leaving only the warm fluorescent light of the night light.

There were two pillows placed in the middle of the big bed, which supported Gao Han and allowed him to lie on his side, and also drew a line between Gao Han and Feng Lulu next to him.

Suddenly, Gao Han turned over in his sleep and lay on the pillow.

One of his arms spread out, and his big palm touched Feng Lulu's slender neck.

There was not much movement, enough to wake Feng Lulu.

She immediately opened her eyes and looked at Gao Han with concern.

He actually slept on his stomach!

Aren't you afraid that if there is vomit, you will choke yourself?

Feng Lulu immediately stood up, holding Gao Han's shoulders and trying to turn his body sideways.

His weight was almost twice that of Feng Lulu. She finally moved him and sweat broke out on her forehead.

Then she turned him over, "Hey," she couldn't control her strength well, so she turned him over too.

By such a coincidence, she fell into his arms, and their bodies were immediately close to each other.

Before she could react, he moved his arms and legs again, all on her body.

The heat of his breath was on top of her head, and her body was completely surrounded by him. It felt like she had fallen into a stove. She suddenly had difficulty breathing and her heartbeat was pounding.

The memory of that night in the hotel suddenly came to mind, and those intimate feelings made her face turn red.

But this kind of intimacy is not what she wants.

Would he only treat her like this when he was dazed and drunk?

She pushed his arm upwards hard, moved a gap and tried to get out, and almost succeeded, but his arm sank and hit her neck.

"Cough, cough, cough!" She choked, and her face turned red as she struggled to breathe.

Gao Han opened his eyes suddenly and immediately took his arm away.

"Cough cough cough..." Feng Lulu coughed a few more times, "It's so heavy~~" It almost made her breathless.

"Gao Han, are you sober?" She suddenly realized something and immediately turned her head, only to see that Gao Han had indeed opened his eyes and looked at her.
To be continued...