"It's not early, let's go to sleep!" Nangong Chenyang sent An Han back to the room and covered the quilt for her.

"You have to sleep well, remember to call me when you feel uncomfortable at night, don't force it. An Han was not at ease

Nangong Chenyang nodded, wanting to say something, but the words came to his mouth and swallowed again......

An Han sensed that Nangong Chenyang was wrong, and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Nangong Chenyang checked again whether the quilt was covered. got up and walked out of An Han's bedroom gently, closing the door for her

Nangong Chenyang always felt that something was wrong with An Han's parents, but he couldn't say it. And his father obeyed Aunt Lan's words. He didn't even know who to consult with and who to verify

Now I've been thinking about it for a long time at the door, but I still don't have a clue. can only wait and see how it changes, protecting An Han. He always felt that An Han's memory had recovered a little bit, and he shouldn't let the people in his family know. In the future, it seems that I will have to protect her with me.

Thinking about Nangong Chenyang, he felt some dizziness in his head, and turned around and went back to his room. I measured it with a thermometer and it wasn't high. A brief wash. And he rested......

The night was silent, and the morning sun revived everything and dispelled all the gloom......

An Han also got up early, and she hadn't gone to work in the company for a long time, so it was time to go back to work.

After a simple wash, An Han saw that there was no one in Nangong Chenyang's bedroom. So she walked downstairs slowly, and at the corner of the stairs, she saw Nangong Chenyang, who was sitting on the sofa reading documents, waiting for her to wake up for breakfast

"Awake?"

The sound of Nangong Chenyang's light water always makes people feel soft and comfortable

An Han nodded lightly: "Well, what's delicious today?"

Nangong Chenyang got up and took An Han's hand, walked to the dining table, and intimately pulled out the stool for her. After she was seated, she sat down and introduced:

"Porridge Pinxuan's yam, barley, health meat and rose and red dates blood nourishing porridge. It's all for you! ”

An Han looked at the porridge that Nangong Chenyang carefully prepared for himself, there was barley porridge, which had the effect of calming the nerves. I was afraid that she wouldn't be used to drinking it, so she prepared rose and red date porridge to replenish qi and blood. A warm current flowed through my heart......

"What do you drink?"

An Han looked at the two bowls of porridge prepared for himself, and there was nothing in front of him

The corners of Nangong Chenyang's mouth rose and chuckled: "The rest you choose is mine." ”

An Han is psychologically warm, and chooses yam barley health porridge. Whether it tastes good or not, she should accept his heart. And Nangong Chenyang is sick, and the rose and red dates are just right for him

An Han watched several side dishes made according to her taste, stir-fried snails with celery, stir-fried shrimp, duck liver in salted water and barbecued pork with honey sauce. The combination of meat and vegetables is very nutritious.

"Nangong, when did you learn the knowledge of nutritionist?" An Han asked as he ate

Nangong chuckled: "Mother Zhang I asked"

"Oh, where did Xiao Li go early in the morning?

An Han felt that something was missing while eating, and suddenly found that there was a little bit of abuse missing.

"He went to take care of something, so he left first"

Nangong Chenyang is not worried about many things, and all he can believe is Xiao Li. So arrange for Xiao Li to find out. and confessed to it, even his father Leng An was not allowed to tell

"Oh, I'll go to the company in a while, will you go?"

An Han, who has not returned to An's Real Estate for a long time, has some worries about the company's situation

"Well, let's do it together!"

After the meal, the two of them went out hand in hand, and the morning breeze carried the fragrance of flowers. Refreshing, An Han took a deep breath of the fragrance of flowers, as if he had this scene in his mind...... But it flashed by, leaving no trace

"What's wrong?"

Nangong Chenyang sensitively captured An Han's wrong emotions

An Han shook his head blankly: "It's okay, maybe it's nostalgic for the fragrance of flowers."

Saying that, An Han pulled Nangong Chenyang to walk outside the cold garden, when she was with Nangong, she didn't like to have a driver, so Nangong Chenyang drove it herself.