He Mulan unceremoniously climbed on Feng Anyan's back, she was petite, and Feng Anyan had no trouble carrying it.

"I didn't think you were quite energetic." He Mulan was surprised.

"I work out every day, what do you think?" Feng Anyan said angrily.

He carried He Mulan on his back and walked forward, fortunately, this place was not far from He's house. Being watched by onlookers is certain, but fortunately, Feng Anyan doesn't care, and He Mulan doesn't see it.

finally returned to He's house, and happened to catch He Zhaoyuan and Master He getting out of the car.

The two groups of people were stunned for a moment when they met.

"Mu Lan? What's wrong with you? He Zhaoyuan hurriedly caught up and took He Mulan from Feng Anyan's back.

"I accidentally broke my foot." He Mulan muttered.

He Zhaoyuan hurriedly helped her into the house.

Feng Anyan wiped the sweat from his forehead and followed into the house.

He Mulan sat on the sofa and was a little embarrassed to see Feng Anyan's sweat-soaked hair, so she hurriedly poured him a glass of water.

"How did you do this?" Master He asked.

"I'm sorry Uncle He, I didn't take good care of Mu Lan." Feng Anyan said guiltily.

Master He waved his hand and looked at his daughter's ankle: "Let's go to the hospital and have a look, Zhaoyuan, you drive Mu Lan there." ”

"I'll go too." Feng Anyan stood up and said.

"No need Dad! Just take a break. He Mulan said, she didn't want to go out and toss anymore, she just wanted to have a good rest now.

"Then let Zhaoyuan send you back to your room." Seeing that there really didn't seem to be any problem, Master He said, and then he said to Feng Anyan, "Anyan, will you eat here today?" ”

"Won't it bother?" Seeing He Mulan enter the room, Feng Anyan asked politely.

"No, no, let your aunt cook herself." Master He said with a smile, he was very satisfied with Feng Anyan's sensibility.

"Then I'll help Auntie!" Feng Anyan said.

He Mulan's room.

He Zhaoyuan took the ointment to help her with the medicine, and asked while applying the medicine: "What the hell is going on?" ”

"It's really just a moment." Seeing that his brother was so nervous, He Mulan was relieved.

"That's best, if he bullies you, be sure to tell me." He Zhaoyuan said with a tiger face.

He Mulan sneered: "Got it, brother." ”

After He Zhaoyuan finished taking the medicine, he nodded and said, "Take a good rest, it will probably be fine the next day, and it won't delay the Feng family's dinner." ”

When she thought of the dinner, He Mulan was a little worried.

"Brother, you're going too, right?" He Mulan asked.

"Of course, but I won't stay long, so I'll just say hello to the elders." He Zhao came from afar.

"That's right." He Mulan was a little disappointed.

"With your parents here, you don't have to worry too much." He Zhaoyuan comforted.

They wish I was glued to Feng Anyan all day long. He Mulan said in his heart.

"Well, then brother, you go down first, I want to rest for a while." He Mulan said.

He Zhaoyuan instructed a few more words before going downstairs.

As soon as I walked downstairs, I saw Mrs. He and Feng Anyan talking happily.

"How is Mu Lan?" Mrs. He saw He Zhaoyuan and hurriedly asked.

"Don't worry too much, it's not a big deal." He Zhaoyuan looked at Feng Anyan, wondering why he hadn't left.

"That's good, Anyan is going to eat at home today, I'm going to cook it myself, and I'll come to help me." Mrs. He said.

He Zhaoyuan was stunned for a moment, looked at Feng Anyan's well-behaved appearance, and couldn't help but sigh that this person was really able to please the elders.

sighed and sighed, He Zhaoyuan had no way to object to letting Feng Anyan stay for dinner, he had already guessed what He Mulan's expression was when he was helping Mrs. He wash the vegetables.

Mrs. He's craftsmanship is still very good, she made several specialty dishes, and asked Feng Anyan what she likes to eat, as if she has regarded Feng Anyan as her son-in-law.

Feng Anyan is sensible, and Mrs. He, who praises sentence by sentence, is happy.

He Zhaoyuan couldn't help but be a little jealous, Feng Anyan, Feng Anyan, snatching his sister and making Mrs. He like him so much, He Zhaoyuan wanted to peel off the onion at hand and throw it on Feng Anyan's handsome face with a smile.

"Zhaoyuan, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that He Zhaoyuan's expression was wrong, Mrs. He asked.

"Huh? Probably smoked with onions. He Zhaoyuan hurriedly covered up.

"This kid, so careless." Mrs. He said angrily.

He Zhaoyuan responded, and when he saw Feng Anyan beside Mrs. He, he looked at him and smiled quietly, as if he was demonstrating to himself.

If it weren't for Mrs. He's here, He Zhaoyuan would definitely throw the onion on Feng Anyan's face, see how his perfect face was shedding tears, and shoot it to He Mulan to make her happy.

Fortunately, Feng Anyan changed back to his well-behaved appearance, and He Zhaoyuan was stuffed with gas, so he simply concentrated on cutting vegetables and ignored him.

After the meal was ready, Mrs. He went to call He Mulan to come down, and He Zhaoyuan and Feng Anyan set the tableware.

"This is really family happiness." Master He sat in his position and said comfortably.

He Mulan rubbed her eyes and walked downstairs, and at a glance she saw Feng Anyan sitting at the dining table. She thought she was faint and saw a hallucination, so she rubbed her eyes again, Feng Anyan was still there.

"You...... Why is it still there? He Mulan asked.

"An Yan is so tired when you come back, what's wrong with leaving him for a meal?" Old Man He said with a tiger face.

"Not much, not much." Looking at the vacant seat specially reserved for himself by Feng Anyan's side, He Mulan sat up reluctantly.

"I remember that Mu Lan likes to eat this dish, right?" Feng Anyan put on a mesmerizing smile and sandwiched a dish for He Mulan, which caused He Mulan to get goosebumps.

"An Yan really has a heart, I haven't finished eating the jackfruit Mulan I sent last time." Mrs. He said with a smile.

"Mu Lan can eat if she likes it." Feng Anyan said.

"Mu Lan, why don't you speak?" Mrs. He was dissatisfied.

"Thank you." He Mulan said inaudibly, and then lowered his head to pick up the rice.

Mrs. He shook her head helplessly, and then chatted with Feng Anyan again.

He Mulan secretly complained in her heart, this kind of atmosphere of family sitting and eating together is really terrible, living as if she is already married to Feng Anyan, making herself uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Feng Anyan accepted it when he saw it, and said goodbye politely when he ate almost something.

Out of courtesy, He Mulan symbolically sent him out of the door, and then walked back with a sigh of relief.

"Mu Lan, tomorrow is the Feng family's dinner, you have a good rest today, go quickly." Mrs. He came out of the dining room and instructed.

"I see." Knowing that his parents attached great importance to this dinner, He Mulan did not dare to be perfunctory, and went upstairs while responding.

After washing up casually, He Mulan climbed onto the bed, and her ankle was no longer so painful.

After sending a text message reminder to Yu Panning, He Mulan got into the quilt and closed her eyes.