Jiang Yufeng carried her back to her room, found out the medicine box prepared in advance, took out alcohol, cotton balls, and anti-inflammatory drugs, carefully wiped them for her, covered the bruised place with his hands, and gently dispersed the stasis.

Looking at the sleeping person in front of him, Jiang Yufeng frowned, she was so sleepy, she could really sleep anytime and anywhere, brushed away the broken hair on her forehead, there were shallow beads of sweat on the wing of her nose, adjusted the indoor temperature to moderate, made sure that she was asleep, put her feet on her lap, kneaded it gently, waited for the blood to disperse, put the quilt for her, and then closed the door and walked out.

I don't know if it's because I'm too sleepy, or because Jiang Yufeng is very comfortable with the massage, Han Lingying slept very soundly this night, I don't know what she dreamed of, her brows that had just been frowning because of the pain gradually relaxed, and the corners of her eyebrows were crooked, full of smiles.

Jiang Yufeng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with his hands in his hands, looking at the scenery of the garden, thinking of the joy of her first time here, the smile full of satisfaction, and the warmth in her heart, everything was worth it, everything was for her.

I remember the first time I passed by here, her face was full of longing and sketching, deeply absorbed into his heart, and he secretly made up his mind at that time, he must work hard to grant her a piece of paradise, he has not officially taken over the company, and he is not able to obtain the ownership of the land in this area, in order to obtain this land, his father proposed to marry the Fang family, which has already been decided, why is he hesitating now? Recently, I have become more and more obsessed with the days with her, closing my eyes and seeing her shadow, the figure shuttling in the peach blossom forest, the graceful dancing posture, the quirky smart expression, and the angry pouting appearance...... It always lingers in the mind.

Sitting at the tea table, picking up the tea set, making tea, shaking her head, the taste is always not as good as her brewing, the brain unconsciously thought of her tea-making appearance, a girl with a strange temperament, like always different from others, unlike other ladies, nothing to go shopping, shopping, about a few friends to go out to drink tea and chat, she also likes to drink tea and chat with friends, but not to go out, but at home to do it yourself, she said, her own brew to taste, for this purpose also deliberately went to study for a period of time, now the technology is more and more refined.

I don't know how long it took, the person on the bed woke up faintly, Han Lingying blinked his hazy eyes, and after his vision was clear, he found that he was the only one, shook his sleeping confused head, put on his shoes, and went straight downstairs, looking around, and finally saw a familiar figure.

Jiang Yufeng was holding a teacup in his hand, looking at the teacup and losing his mind, his perfect side face, soft lines, closed lips, focused eyes, and holding the teacup without losing his elegant temperament at all, he ran over with a smile, stretched out his hand and shook it in front of his eyes, "Brother, come back to your soul!" ”

Jiang Yufeng was startled, looked at the enlarged beautiful face in front of him with an unnatural expression, stretched out his hand to pat it, and said in an unkind tone, "Don't get so close!" ”

Stand up, don't look outside, no longer look at her bright smiling face, charming eyes. I like my sister, how is this good, I want to say what I want to say to her, but I can't say it when I see her pure smile, and I can't bear to break her existing peace.

Ignoring Jiang Yufeng's indifference, he smiled and said, "Brother, what do you think, I'm all distracted." ”

"Didn't think about anything,"

"How is it possible, are you thinking about your fiancée, I can't wait to miss her when I hear my dad say that he is coming back."

"Yes, yes." Jiang Yufeng accepted her words and did not refute them, and could not tell the truth, lest she be cranky.

Hearing Jiang Yufeng's generous admission, Han Lingying was at a loss, yes, it was his fiancée, I thought it should be, but why was it uncomfortable in my heart.