Huhua President

Lin Zhenhai wanted to stretch out his hand to brush the messy hair on her forehead, but he retracted halfway. He smelled of tobacco, and he didn't want to wake up the dreamer, and he didn't need or want to do it!

"You... come to see Chen Meimei?" Lin Zhenhai met Mrs. Deng when she went out, she stared at him and asked, after all, her son is not easy to care about others, even his sister Sorafi They rarely care.

"Is Chen Meimei sick?" Mrs. Deng missed his tall body and glanced in the direction of the door.

"It's not very comfortable... I've already fallen asleep, I'm going back to my room first." She nodded to Mrs. Deng and left.

Mrs. Deng glanced at the soot beside the railing at the corner of the stairs, it was scattered, it seems that Zhenhai has been guarding this door for a long time.

When Chen Fangrui opened her eyes, her bones were brittle, probably because she was too full of sleep, and her head was a little dizzy. She squinted her eyes and glanced at the wall clock on the wall. It was already noon.

"Why have you slept for so long!" She sat up, "Mother Lin!"

"Meimei, you're awake." Mama Lin always responded promptly, and this time was no exception. "You've been asleep for a long time, so I'm afraid to disturb you. Eldest Young Master didn't practice shooting this morning..."

Seeing Mama Lin rambling open the curtains, Chen Fangrui got out of bed, and only when she heard her talking about gun practice did she think of Lin Zhenhai and what happened yesterday.

"Meimei, Madam has left breakfast for you, would you like to bring it in?" Mother Lin bowed and asked.

Chen Fangrui combed her hair, her stomach growled, she nodded to Mama Lin and said, "Bring it in!"

After freshening up, Chen Fangrui sat in front of the breakfast brought in by Mama Lin. She just took a sip of milk, and the smell in her mouth brought back the smell of blood in the prison yesterday, and then she lost her appetite. "Take it, make a cup later." It will be good if the honey water comes in."

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the door of Mahogany's room. Chen Fangrui thought it was Mama Lin and shouted, "Come in!"

Unexpectedly, it was Lin Zhenhai, who was still holding the glass of honey water that he told Mama Lin to make, "Don't want to eat?" He asked as he handed over the water glass.

"Thanks to you, I have no appetite!" She was wrapped in off-white cashmere and wore a long skirt that covered her feet, her complexion was a little bad, but Lin Zhenhai had always wondered whether Chen Fangrui was born thin.

Why from the first time I met her, she has been a little thin and haggard, especially when her hair is loose, her jaw is pointed.

"Don't you feel sick?" Chen Fangrui asked, seeing that he didn't respond.

"I've seen it a lot, so I don't feel it anymore!" He replied sitting in the chair beside her with his legs crossed.

"I heard from Gongsun Yingwei that you are studying abroad in Munich." She looked around the bookshelves in the room, "...and so many books on war theory, did you study in a military school?"

He turned his head and looked at Chen Fangrui's eyes wide open out of curiosity and nodded, "That's right!"

From his eyes, Chen Fangrui can imagine how many terrible things he has experienced, perhaps a hundred times more bloody than yesterday, just like what her father once said to her, "People always become calm after going through vicissitudes! "

"I heard from Mother Lin that you didn't practice your gun this morning?" Chen Fangrui asked after taking a sip of warm honey water.

"I heard that Chen Meimei's marksmanship is top-notch, I'm waiting for you!"