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

He Mulan unceremoniously climbed onto Feng Anyan's back. She was petite, and Feng Anyan carried it effortlessly.

"Unexpectedly, you are quite energetic." He Mulan said in surprise.

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

He carried He Mulan on his back and walked forward. Fortunately, this place is not far from the He family.It is certain to be surrounded by crowds, but fortunately Feng Anyan doesn't care, so He Mulan just pretended not to see it.

After finally returning to He's house, it happened that He Zhaoyuan and Master He got off the car.

The two groups were stunned when they met.

"Mulan? What's wrong with you?" He Zhaoyuan rushed up to meet him, and took He Mulan off Feng Anyan's back.

"Accidentally sprained my ankle." He Mulan muttered.

He Zhaoyuan quickly helped her into the house.

Feng Anyan wiped the sweat off his forehead and followed into the room.

Sitting on the sofa, He Mulan was a little embarrassed to see Feng Anyan's hair wet with sweat, so she hurriedly poured him a glass of water.

"How did you make it like 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: "Go to the hospital to have a look, Zhaoyuan, you can drive Mulan there."

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

"No need, Dad! Just rest for a while." He Mulan said, she doesn't want to go out to make troubles anymore, she just wants to have a good rest now.

"Then let Zhaoyuan take you back to your room." Seeing that there is really no problem, Mr. He said, and then he said to Feng Anyan, "An Yan, shall we eat here today?"

"Will you disturb me?" Seeing He Mulan enter the room, Feng Anyan asked politely.

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

"Then let me help Auntie!" Feng Anyan said.

In He Mulan's room.

He Zhaoyuan took the ointment to help her apply the medicine, and asked while applying the medicine, "What's going on?"

"It's really just a sprain." Seeing her brother so nervous, He Mulan relieved.

"That's the best. If he bullies you, he must tell me." He Zhaoyuan said with a stern face.

He Mulan snorted: "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."

Thinking of the dinner party, He Mulan felt a little worried.

"Brother, will you go too?" He Mulan asked.

"Of course, but I won't be here for long, so I'll just say hello to the elders." He Zhaoyuan said.

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

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

They wish me and Feng Anyan could stick together all day.He Mulan said in her heart.

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

He Zhaoyuan gave a few more instructions before going downstairs.

As soon as he went downstairs, he saw Mrs. He and Feng Anyan talking happily.

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

"Don't worry too much, it's nothing serious." He Zhaoyuan looked at Feng Anyan, wondering why he didn't leave yet.

"That's good, An Yan is going to have dinner at home today, and I'm going to cook by myself, so come and help me." Mrs. He said.

He Zhaoyuan was stunned for a moment, looking at Feng Anyan's obedient appearance, he couldn't help but sigh that this person can really please the elders.

Sighing is sighing, He Zhaoyuan has no way to object to Feng Anyan staying for dinner, he already guessed He Mulan's expression when he saw Feng Anyan staying for dinner when he was helping Mrs. He wash the vegetables.

Mrs. He's cooking is still very good, she cooked several special dishes, and asked Feng Anyan what he likes to eat, as if he had already regarded Feng Anyan as his son-in-law.

Feng Anyan is sensible, and Mrs. He is delighted to praise each sentence.

He Zhaoyuan couldn't help being a little jealous, Feng Anyan, Feng Anyan, taking away his sister and making Mrs. He like him so much, He Zhaoyuan really wanted to peel off the onion at hand and throw it on Feng Anyan's handsome smiling face.

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

"Ah? Maybe it was smoked by onions." He Zhaoyuan hastily covered it up.

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

He Zhaoyuan responded, seeing Feng Anyan who was beside Mrs. He looked at him and smiled evilly, as if to demonstrate to him.

If it wasn't for Mrs. He, He Zhaoyuan would definitely throw an onion on Feng Anyan's face, see how his perfect face is shedding tears, and even take a picture of it for He Mulan to make her happy.

Fortunately, Feng Anyan returned to his obedient appearance, and He Zhaoyuan was so full of anger that he simply concentrated on chopping 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 harmony." Master He sat in his seat and said comfortably.

He Mulan rubbed her eyes and went downstairs, and saw Feng Anyan sitting at the dining table at a glance.She thought she had fainted from sleep and saw hallucinations, so she rubbed her eyes again, but Feng Anyan was still there.

"You...why are you still here?" He Mulan asked.

"An Yan is so tired after carrying you back, what's wrong with leaving him for a meal?" Mr. He said with a grimace.

"It's nothing, nothing." Looking at the empty seat beside Feng Anyan specially reserved for her, He Mulan reluctantly sat on it.

"I remember that Mulan likes to eat this dish, right?" Feng Anyan put on a charming smile and picked a dish for He Mulan, which caused goosebumps all over He Mulan's body.

"An Yan is really caring. I haven't finished eating the jackfruit mulan that I sent last time." Mrs. He said with a smile.

"Mulan can eat as long as he likes." Feng Anyan said.

"Mulan, why don't you talk?" Mrs. He said dissatisfied.

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

Mrs. He shook her head helplessly, then turned to chat with Feng Anyan.

He Mulan groaned secretly in her heart, this kind of atmosphere where the family sits and eats together is really terrible, as if she was married to Feng Anyan, it made her feel uncomfortable.

Fortunately, Feng Anyan accepted as soon as he saw it was good, and said goodbye politely when he had almost eaten.

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

"Mulan, tomorrow is the Feng family's dinner party, you should rest well today and go quickly." Mrs. He came out of the restaurant and instructed.

"I know." Knowing that her parents attached great importance to this dinner, He Mulan didn't dare to be perfunctory, and supported the stairs to go upstairs while answering.

After washing up casually, He Mulan climbed onto the bed, her ankle no longer hurting so much.

After sending Yu Panning a text message to remind her, He Mulan got under the covers and closed her eyes.