Han Fengjiao sat on the stone chair in Boron Lake, her intestines were full of regret.

Why did she go out alone? Why is she playing Little Bleak Little Crash? Why does she feel sorry for herself?

When the twilight is gathered and the people are dispersed, the little desolation and self-pity when going out turn into helplessness and fear.

What's worse is that the dark clouds of the late have almost dispelled the already meager light.

After a while, the wind blew fiercely, the sand flew away, and the rain poured down.

Even in early summer, Han Fengjiao's delicate body could not resist the attack of the bitter wind and rain.

Her body curled up in a ball, trembling like a leaf in the wind and rain.

"Why haven't you come yet?" She muttered to herself.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps in the dark night, and under the faint light, a long figure appeared, and she was expectant and afraid.

"You, you, who are you?"

"Now you know you're scared?" It was Xiao Mochen's deep voice!

Han Fengjiao, who was helpless and frightened, suddenly heard the voice of the brother next door who grew up together, and she fell from the sky, stumbling towards Xiao Mochen, who was standing like a mountain in the rain, positioning accurately, and rushed straight into Xiao Mochen's arms without deviation:

"Brother Menghan! Feng Jiao is so scared! ”

She leaned on Xiao Mochen's chest and sobbed lowly.

Xiao Mochen naturally hugged Han Fengjiao and patted her on the shoulder:

"I know that I am afraid that there is still salvation, so don't be reckless next time."

The touching scene of the two embracing each other was seen by Ye Jianfeng, who rushed over.

Ye Jianfeng sneered: "Xiao Mochen, you can do it!" ”

The subtext speaks for itself!

After saying that, he didn't turn back and walked towards the Royal Hotel.

Xiao Mochen didn't explain either, and there was no explanation in the dictionary of the strong.

But Han Fengjiao couldn't hold back, she put aside Xiao Mochen, ran to Ye Jianfeng, grabbed Ye Jianfeng's arm and said:

"Brother Yuhang, it's not what you think!"

"Jian Feng's eyes are not blind!" Ye Jianfeng said coldly.

"Feng Jiao is lost!" Han Fengjiao said.

"So you fell into someone's arms?" Ye Jianfeng sneered.

"Brother Yuhang, no, Feng Jiao is really scared, when she sees Brother Menghan, she can't help it-"

How could Han Fengjiao ever be so low-voiced as she is now?

"Why should I listen to you explain who you have to do with me?"

Ye Jianfeng shook off Feng Jiao. He didn't understand why he was angry.

Who knew that he used too much force, and Han Fengjiao fell to the ground.

"Ouch." Han Fengjiao snorted.

Ye Jianfeng took a few steps in anger, and finally pulled back and helped her up:

"Where did you fall? Can you still walk? ”

Feng Jiao tried to take a step and screamed in pain:

"Ouch, it looks like a broken foot. I blame you, I blame you! Do you want to kill me? Han Fengjiao is justified now.

"How did I know you couldn't help but fall?"

Ye Jianfeng consciously gave up, and his voice was much quieter.

He leaned over and reached out to hug Han Fengjiao's small body horizontally.

Han Fengjiao curled up into Ye Jianfeng's sturdy chest, felt Ye Jianfeng's heartbeat and body temperature, and quietly burst into tears......

It's raining, it's getting heavier......

Although the two did not squeak, the atmosphere gradually became harmonious.

Ye Jianfeng's anger had almost disappeared, thinking that he was indeed making a little fuss.

He didn't know the relationship between Xiao and Han's two families, and Xiao Mochen also said that he had always taken Han Fengjiao as his sister.

Back at the hotel, Ye Jianfeng hugged Han Fengjiao and walked towards his room.

"I've walked through, and you can't find Feng Jiao's room?" Han Fengjiao said.

"Go to my room and get some medicine." Ye Jianfeng said.

"No need—"

Han Fengjiao said no, but in her heart, she was happy.

"Open the door." Ye Jianfeng ordered Han Fengjiao. He was not empty-handed.

Han Fengjiao opened Ye Jianfeng's door and saw Lu Zhilan, who was sleeping on the table, and the small flame swished straight up.

She desperately broke out of Ye Jianfeng's arms and limped to her room:

"Feng Jiao doesn't want you to care, I'll die of pain!"

Ye Jianfeng said inexplicably:

"What's the matter? Han Fengjiao! You're unreasonable! ”

After all, he still went back to the room to get the ointment, and didn't care about Lu Zhilan who was lying on the table on the side, and walked straight towards Han Fengjiao's house.

When Xiao Mochen came back, he saw that Ye Jianfeng was turned away, so he whispered to him like this.

Ye Jianfeng nodded when he heard this, and immediately shouted at the door:

"Falling dew, if you don't open the door again, I'll kick the door!"

The closed door opened.

In the Liu Han Smoke Room of Boron City Royal Hotel:

Liu Hanyan sat at the coffee table with thin sleeves in a light shirt, his slender hands swaying back and forth on the chessboard, contemplating for a while, and talking to himself for a while.

The tea on the side has cooled early.

Shuying said to Hanyan:

"How long will it take for the girl to dismantle it? The second son said to let the girl rest early. ”

Nian Yi also echoed on the side:

"Yes, it's been two hours, and you're not tired? I have to play chess with Miss Li and Miss Wei tomorrow. ”

Smoke vultures self-dismantling chess:

"I haven't played chess in two years. It's better to dismantle it. I have to roughly break down the various ways, and the two girls in the Go country are both ruthless characters. ”

Nian Yi said: "Is the girl under pressure? ”

Flue included:

"Pressure? Not really. But attention is a must. Strategic contempt, tactical emphasis, that's what my dad always taught me. ”

Hanyan pondered in his heart tomorrow's first-hand layout and back-hand response plan for Li Dan and Wei Lichun,

After dismantling it for a while, he put down the chess pieces and said to Shuying: "Sister Shuying, let's collect the chess." ”

Liu Hanyan said to Nian Yi again:

"In the future, change your name back. It's still cold and fragrant. ”

"Okay, it's up to the girl. Do you want to change the girl's name back? Leng Xiang asked.

"Don't irritate the emperor too much. That's my name. Sister Shuying, fetch water for me—"

Hanyan said to the shadow of the chess pieces that were being collected.

Shuying answered, and went to the side to fetch hot water.

I washed my face, rinsed my mouth, and wiped my hands with smoke.

Shuying brought the footbasin full of hot water again.

There was a knock on the door.

Shuying put the footbasin next to the bed, motioned for Leng Xiang to wash Hanyan's feet, and ran to open the door by himself.

Hanyan sat on the edge of the bed and looked out the window: "I wonder if Miss Han has found it?" ”

Xiao Mochen swaggered into the door and said, "I'm back early." ”

Liu Hanyan turned his back to Mochen and said:

"Why are you here, people are almost asleep, what are you still doing?"

Xiao Mochen didn't answer, and walked to the opposite side of Hanyan and sat down.

Leng Xiang took off her embroidered shoes for the smoke, removed the stockings, soaked her snow-white and delicate and silky feet in water, and gently rubbed them for her......

Xiao Mochen's eyes fell on those smooth and tender feet, intentionally or unintentionally,

was caught off guard and was smashed down by Liu Hanyan's pillow split.

"Can't girls be gentle?"

Xiao Mochen caught the pillow. Are you going to murder your husband? He muttered to himself.

"Xiao Mochen! Don't look at indecent things, don't you understand? ”

Shuying and Leng Xiang pretended not to see or hear, but only suppressed their laughter.

Xiao Mochen said eloquently:

"I'm not a gentleman. The gentleman's hypocrisy is not binding on my son.

This son only knows 'food, sex, and sex.' ’”

Without doing anything, Xiao Mochen pushed away the cold incense and said:

"Let's let my son serve your girl. It shouldn't be too difficult to wash your feet. ”

Liu Hanyan resolutely stopped: "Leng Xiang, don't listen to him!" ”

Leng Xiang looked at Hanyan, and then looked at Mochen, and said innocently and helplessly:

"The girl said, the words of the son are better than the words of the girl!"

Leng Xiang grimaced and walked away.

With smoke, he had to take another pillow and smash it at Leng Xiang:

"You little hoof, you only knew the new master for a few days and betrayed the original master!"

Leng Xiang pulled Shuying out of the door, leaving the space for the new master and the old master.

"I'll do it myself." Hanyan saw that Xiao Mochen was about to make a move, so he said.

Xiao Mochen would listen to her, since he came to the capital, he thought of doing something more romantic with her......

Xiao Mochen raised Hanyan's feet, and when he saw Hanyan's face change, he said softly:

"Dry it for you."

Smoke did not move.

Xiao Mochen carefully dried her feet with a dry towel, gently rested on the bed, and pulled the corner of the quilt to cover her feet.

Hanyan said: "Second son, you can go." ”

Xiao Mochen's deep eyes looked directly at Hanyan, and after a long time, he whispered in her ear: "Good night." ”

Xiao Mochen slowly walked out of the door, and said coldly to the shadow outside the door: "Go in." ”

Xiao Mochen attacked the fortress of love and was a person who knew how to advance and retreat.

He knows very well that a thoughtful woman like Liu Hanyan, who has a tortuous experience, can't be simply and rudely.

I can't bear to make a big plan.

The enemy advances and I retreat, and the enemy is tired and I fight! ……

Shuying and Leng Xiang came in, and when they saw Liu Hanyan's little face flushed, they looked at the door in a daze......