Marriage can't wait: Gao Leng and Feng Shao bow down

Manager Yang rubbed the soles of his feet and slipped away quickly, leaving He Mulan sitting dumbfounded.

She didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Feng Anyan's gourd, so she could only watch him drink tea slowly.

"Let's go?" After drinking, Feng Anyan stood up and called He Mulan.

"Where are you going?" He Mulan asked as she stood up.

"Aren't you going to travel? I'll take you for a stroll." Feng Anyan said, "It's not the first time I've visited this place, so I'm not satisfied with being a tour guide for you for free?"

He Mulan had no choice but to follow behind him. Neither of them had a car, so they could only walk on the road.

The scorching sun in summer scorched the ground extremely hot, He Mulan was sweating profusely within a few steps, and Feng Anyan was not much better.

This city is full of high-rise buildings, and although there is greenery on the roadside, it can't stop the scorching summer at all.

"Can't we just find a place to sit peacefully?" He Mulan wiped the sweat off his brow, and wished he could shave off all his hair.

"What's the matter? Didn't you say that you are here to travel?" Feng Anyan's forehead was also covered with sweat, and he was still in the mood to tease He Mulan, "It's normal for travel to be more popular."

"Look at yourself, you're still trying to be brave." He Mulan gave Feng Anyan a blank look, and began to search for a cool place.

"Let's go to the beach?" Seeing that He Mulan seemed really hot, Feng Anyan suggested.

He Mulan nodded.

The two of them learned their lesson this time and went to the beach where there were fewer people. He Mulan took off her shoes and walked into the sea barefoot.

"It's all warmed by the sun." He Mulan was a little disappointed, but the anxiety was much better after being blown by the sea breeze.

Feng Anyan sat down on the beach in a disfigured manner, which unsurprisingly provoked He Mulan's ridicule.

"Be careful not to fall into the water." Feng Anyan reminded.

He Mulan said nonchalantly: "Don't underestimate me, okay? It's you, beware of being covered in sand."

"Don't worry about it, I have a lot of suits." Feng Anyan replied.

He Mulan curled her lips, opened her hands and walked a little deeper.The shells on the beach are very beautiful, Feng Anyan picked up some casually, saw He Mulan having a great time playing in the water, suddenly became playful, and threw a shell at her.

He Mulan only felt a pain in her back, she turned her head and saw Feng Anyan looking at her with a smile.

"What did you do?" He Mulan said angrily as she rubbed the place where she was hit.

Feng Anyan threw the shell in his hand into the air, and caught it steadily: "It's time to test your balance." After speaking, he threw another shell over.

He Mulan hid there, bent down and groped in the sand, picked up a shell and threw it back.

Because Feng Anyan was sitting, he couldn't dodge in time, and was hit straight.

"Your balance is really poor." He Mulan gloated, and then saw Feng Anyan standing up seriously, He Mulan let out a wow, and quickly ran away.

"Slow down!" Seeing He Mulan gradually heading towards the deep water area, Feng Anyan said nervously.

"It's all right." He Mulan stepped on something, staggered before she could stand still, and saw Feng Anyan nervous as if about to rush up, I have to say that I was a little moved in my heart.

The height of the water was just enough to soak her shorts, and He Mulan didn't dare to go in. She didn't know what she stepped on just now, and it still hurt a little.

"Wait, my foot seems to be cut." There was a sudden tingling pain on her foot, and He Mulan felt that it should be a very sharp thing just stepped on, and her foot must have been cut.

"You come out first." Hearing what He Mulan said, Feng Anyan said.

Enduring the pain, He Mulan limped out, sat on the beach, and saw a cut in her foot, which was soaked in water and turned white, and was still oozing blood.

Feng Anyan frowned and handed the sandals to her: "Does it hurt? Can you go?"

"I'll try." He Mulan put on her shoes, frowned and stood up.

"Should be able to walk." With a sigh of relief, He Mulan said, she remembered the last time she sprained her ankle and was carried away by Feng Anyan.

"That's good, otherwise I will carry you away again." Feng Anyan seemed to remember that time, "But you are really heavy."

"you!"

"Just kidding." Feng Anyan took He Mulan's hand, "Go back and deal with it, or you will get an infection."

"En." He Mulan nodded, unceremoniously took Feng Anyan's arm, and prepared to hang him back to the hotel.

Coincidentally, there was a small clinic on the way back. He Mulan went in for treatment and was able to walk normally.

After playing at the beach for a while, the noon when the sun was scorching had passed, and the heat was no longer so hot when walking under the trees by the side of the road, and He Mulan, whose wound didn't hurt, became lively again.

"I wanted to relax, but I ran into you again when I came here." Walking in the boulevard, He Mulan complained.

Feng Anyan fiddled with her mobile phone behind her: "What's wrong? I'll cover your food and lodging, and even take you on a trip."

"No, every time I'm with you, nothing good happens. Look at today, I got hurt again." He Mulan said dissatisfied.

"Wronged people don't bring such wronged people." Feng Anyan put away his mobile phone, "Obviously you were careless, but I mercifully took you to the medicine, and you still blame me."

He Mulan turned around and made a face at him: "Your Feng family brought me here, of course you must be responsible for me."

"Sooner or later, you will also be a member of Feng's family." Feng Anyan crossed his arms, looking determined to win.

"Stop dreaming." He Mulan curled her lips, "With your performance, I won't get a single point from me."

"Oh?" Feng Anyan became interested, "Then what is your scoring standard? How many points are considered qualified?"

"It depends on your performance." He Mulan said, "If I'm in a good mood, I'll give you extra points. How many points you pass depends on my mood."

"You're too casual, aren't you?" Feng Anyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"When two people get together, it depends on their mood." He Mulan actually explained seriously, "You see me pleasing to the eye and like me, so you want to be with me. Isn't this just based on your mood? Same, if I like you too, seeing you are pleasing to the eye, I also want to be with you."

"It seems to make sense." Looking at He Mulan's serious explanation, Feng Anyan replied with great interest.

"So, if I like you, I'll pass if I don't pass. If I hate you, I won't let you pass if you pass." He Mulan said with her hands behind her back.

"Are you talking about tongue twisters?" Feng Anyan tilted his head, seeing that He Mulan was about to blow his hair again, he continued, "But I probably understand, that means I just let you like me, right? "

"Don't act like you have a plan in mind." He Mulan said, "I'm not that easy to deal with."

"Then let's wait and see." Feng Anyan raised the corners of his lips and laughed.