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

"I'm not angry, stop being sentimental." He Mulan said angrily, then folded her arms with a cold expression, it really didn't look like she was not angry.

Feng Anyan shook his head helplessly, and then said: "I just gave a simple example, and I didn't say I was a female employee, where are you going? There are so many girls in my company, how can I Maybe you noticed?"

"Oh, there are so many girls in your company, go find them." He Mulan said half angry and half coquettish.

"Mulan, don't you misunderstand whether I can make it?" Feng Anyan was helpless, it would be really difficult to coax He Mulan's temper, but she was kind of cute like this.

"I didn't misunderstand you, I was just explaining, explaining, and telling the truth." He Mulan said every word, and then gave Feng Anyan a white look, not arrogant.

"Okay, okay, explain the facts, but Mu Lan, you see, even my secretary is a man, how could I be interested in the female employees in the company, I didn't look at them either." Feng Anyan couldn't laugh or cry, he shouldn't talk fast Take the company's employees as an example.

"Then how do you know that they dress smartly? Oh, I see, they're not as careless as I am, so you like that." He Mulan was still angry in her heart, and said in a very bad tone.

Feng Anyan sighed deeply, and finally said seriously: "Mu Lan, no matter what kind of you you are, I like you the most, do you understand?"

"Tch, only ghosts will believe it." He Mulan pouted and said angrily.

"You really don't believe it?" Feng Anyan drove the car into the parking lot, and deliberately approached He Mulan and asked.

He Mulan pouted, feeling Feng Anyan's breath approaching, his breathing sound was close at hand, and He Mulan blushed and heartbeat could be heard, she couldn't hold back her expression at this moment, but she still supported herself cold look.

"Of course it's true." He Mulan turned her head to cover up the flashing smile at the corner of her mouth.

Feng Anyan could already see that she was about to lose her strength, she smiled and didn't expose it, but said: "Oh~ If this is the case, then how do you think I lied to you?"

"You know it in your heart." He Mulan still didn't dare to look back at Feng Anyan, lest she laugh out loud, but the tone of her voice had obviously changed.

How could Feng Anyan not understand He Mulan's careful thinking, and immediately knew that she had reached her limit, so Feng Anyan smiled slyly, reached out and scratched He Mulan's armpit.

"What are you doing!" He Mulan trembled suddenly, subconsciously turned around and slapped Feng Anyan's hand off, and asked with a smile.

"To make you happy, laugh now." Feng Anyan smiled and said innocently.

"You!" He Mulan raised his hand to hit Feng Anyan, but Feng Anyan moved his face closer instead.

"If hitting me can calm down, just hit me, I won't shout anything." Feng Anyan looked at He Mulan with sincere eyes, and said seriously.

He Mulan was angry and laughed at the same time. The angry one was that Feng Anyan was at a loss for what to do when he acted like a rascal, and the one who laughed was that his rambunctious appearance was actually quite funny.

"You're really thick-skinned." He Mulan withdrew her hand and said angrily.

"Only for you." Feng Anyan blinked and got out of the car.

The two of them are currently in the underground parking lot of a commercial building. He Mulan is very impressed with this commercial building, and vaguely remembers that Feng's invested in this brand, so sometimes Feng Anyan will take her here for a stroll, to buy and buy. Clothes and so on, although Feng Anyan always has a pretty expression no matter what he puts on, but in the end he often has to carry a lot of things home.

The two walked up to the direct elevator, and Feng Anyan pressed a floor skillfully, and then explained: "This is a modeling studio I know, and it's very good."

"It's just a haircut, why make such a fuss?" He Mulan was a little nervous. It was the first time for her to come to the personal styling studio. She used to do hair carelessly in places like hair salons. She didn't know much about it. Like other ladies and ladies who are keen on shopping dances and things like that.

For a long time, He Mulan devoted herself to her work and dedicated herself to history. She originally thought that the love of her life must be history, but she never expected that she would meet Feng Anyan in the end Some of the previous ones were all crushed.

"Don't be nervous, he's easy to get along with." Feng Anyan saw He Mulan's nervousness, so he comforted him.

He Mulan took a deep breath, nodded, the elevator stopped, and the two of them came out, and they saw a styling studio. What shocked people was that this styling studio was not like He Mulan's. What Mu Lan imagined was a small house, but many rooms connected together. If you don't look carefully, you almost think that the whole floor is their studio.

The name of the studio is inlaid on the door at the entrance: "Studio Lillian".

Just when He Mulan thought that the owner of the studio was a woman, a man came out of the studio and greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Hey, Young Master San, you haven't been here for a long time, our stylist misses you." The man walked up to Feng Anyan and said.

He Mulan stared at this man dumbfounded. The man was wearing a black and white coat with sequins. He was very fair, with soft hair lying on both sides of his cheeks, dyed sorrel. His face was a bit feminine. In short, He is a man who can be described as beautiful.

"I'm busy with work these days, William. Let me introduce you. This is my wife, He Mulan." Feng Anyan politely answered the man named William, and introduced He Mulan to him.

Only then did William's bright eyes look at He Mulan, and then his eyes became even brighter.

"I've admired her for a long time, Ms. He, I've heard that Third Young Master Feng has a fiancée, so she is such a beautiful stunner." William praised warmly, while reaching out his hand to shake He Mulan's hand, very earnestly.

He Mulan was a little embarrassed by the praise, but Feng Anyan said with a look of surprise: "So you've heard it too."

"Isn't that right? By the way, when do you plan to hold the wedding, you can invite me to join you." William said, holding He Mulan's hand kindly.

"Uh... An Yan and I are very busy with work recently, so the wedding cannot be held in a short time." He Mulan said with a smile.

"Oh, the two of you are getting closer and closer, but it's not easy. I wish you an early wedding. By the way, hurry up and come in." After hearing what He Mulan said, William said with a smile on his face.

He Mulan had no choice but to follow Feng Anyan into this modeling studio named Lilian.

"Third Young Master, you are here." Many people in the studio seemed to know Feng Anyan, and people greeted him from time to time.

But William continued to lead them forward until they reached the innermost place, and the number of people almost immediately decreased by more than half.

"What kind of hairstyle does the third young master plan to do this time?" William asked while skillfully tidying up the equipment on the dressing table.