C8

"There's nothing else." Nanfeng Haozhe put his hands in his pockets, turned around tyrannically, and left confidently and unrestrainedly. When he was about to say "We'll have supper together", he did not say it in the end.

More importantly... This was something that could be forgotten no matter how much he slept. Had this always been Nanfeng Haozhe's style? Now that he met a woman that treated him like this, he always felt displeased in some way, and his whole body was filled with displeasure.

"Yes, that must be it."

After Han Yao tidied up the Design Draft, it was already pitch black outside, the entire building was shockingly empty.

She put on her coat and picked up her bag. Facing the cold wind coming from the shop, she crossed her arms and took a taxi home. After a simple wash, she immediately fell asleep.

These days, she was too tired.

The next day.

Han Yao and Sister Zhou had asked for a day's leave and went to the hospital to help Ah Xu pack up.

When Nanfeng Haozhe came, he had already packed everything. Ah Xu was very excited to see Nanfeng Haozhe, and insisted on going downstairs while carrying him.

Han Yao looked at the child's innocent face, and couldn't really say anything. She could only ask in a small voice: "Ah Xu, can I hug you big sis?"

Ah Xu made an exaggerated expression and teased: "Please, big sister, you are so thin, I might even be heavier than you. How are you going to hug me? "No, I want Uncle Nanfeng to hug me."

Instead of the usual indifference, Nanfeng Haozhe took off his suit and passed it to Han Yao, who was beside him, and then wrapped his arms around Ah Xu, directly walking towards the elevator.

"Wow, a red sports car. Uncle Nanfeng, is this your car?"

Ah Xu excitedly monopolized the back row by himself, then chased Han Yao to the front row, saying that he needed more space to treat his patients. In reality, he was winking at each other, wanting to give Han Yao and Nanfeng Haozhe a chance.

"Uncle Nan Feng, do you have a girlfriend?"

Han Yao turned her head awkwardly and said: "Ah Xu, the question you're asking is Uncle Nan Feng's private part, you can't tell other people your private part."

The corner of Nanfeng Haozhe's mouth twitched, and he replied indifferently: "No."

Ah Xu immediately ignored Han Yao's words, and asked excitedly: "Uncle Nan Feng, how about I introduce you to a girlfriend?"

"Alright!"

This conversation between the young and the old was really fun, it seemed like Han Yao sitting at the side was just empty air. She opened the window and leaned her head against the window, letting the cold wind blow against her face.

"What do you think of Sister Han Yao?"

After Han Yao heard these words, she suddenly turned her head, rolled her eyes, raised her fist and said: "Ah Xu, don't speak nonsense!"

"Ah Xu didn't say anything. Didn't Sister Han Yao break up with her boyfriend? Uncle Nan Feng also doesn't have a girlfriend, so you guys can get one. "

The more Han Yao heard, the more awkward she became. Nanfeng Haozhe, who was at the side, nodded and commented meaningfully: "I think what Ah Xu said is very reasonable, don't worry, I will think about it!"

Exam …

Han Yao was embarrassed!

Aren't children too precocious these days?

The red Ferrari was parked in the driveway next to the yard. On the green lawn, there were several large benches with white dough on them and a few pots. The Principal was kneading the noodles by himself. Seeing that he was trying really hard, Han Yao opened the car door and rushed over.

"President!"

"Yo, Han Yao is here!"

The dean took off his gloves and wiped the sweat off his forehead. Looking at the red sports car not far away, he asked with a smile: "Are the Chief Executive Officer of Southwind here as well?"

"Yes." We will bring Ah Xu out of the hospital. "

"That's great, I was just thinking about Ah Xu leaving the hospital today, and I'll wrap some dumplings to celebrate. "Since you guys are here, why don't you all stay and eat dumplings?"

Han Yao watched as the Principal kneaded the dough, which required a lot of effort, before she quickly grabbed it and put on her apron before she started working.

Her delicate little hands were quickly kneading the dough. Sometimes she would add some water, and sometimes she would rub it.

Under the familiar technique, thin round dumplings were rolled out one by one.

Her petite figure seemed to possess boundless power. She was like an anime girl who possessed endless passion and positive energy.

"I didn't expect you to be so petite as to roll out a lot of dough."

Nanfeng Haozhe walked over and glanced at Han Yao. He actually also extended his beautiful hand and was about to put on a glove.

"Um …" CEO, just wait for the dumplings. I've already rolled out the dough wrappings, so I'll just take the children's bags! "

Saying that, Han Yao called out to the children, "Come over and wrap the dumplings!"

Then, the children swarmed over and began wrapping the dumplings.

Of course, the dumplings that came out were all sorts of different things, and each one was very unique and unique.

"Look, you're rolling a roll. Let me do it."

Nanfeng Haozhe did not know how to make dumplings, he felt that the rolling of the dough should be simple, so he took the rolling pin in Han Yao's hand and prepared to start work.

Han Yao hurriedly stopped her: "Wait a moment."

She took off her apron and lightly circled around his waist, attaching it to his waist. It was like she was holding him from behind.

Hmm... The feeling of being held from behind by a woman was quite enjoyable.

Just as he was enjoying himself, Ah Xu who was sitting on the chair suddenly spoke out, "Big sister Han Yao, why is your face so red?"

"Ah?" Is there? " Han Yao hurriedly covered her face and explained in panic: "It might be because of the sun."

Xiao Han Xi tilted her head, propped up her toes, looked again and again, then suddenly jumped up and said, "I know, big sister's so shy."

When Han Yao heard this, these little fellows actually teamed up to bully her, she immediately grabbed the flour and wiped their faces.

Nanfeng Haozhe looked at Han Yao who was jumping around like a child, looked at her excited figure and heard her happy laughter. He suddenly felt that he, too, had become young.

This kind of youth was not about age, but a type of mental state, a type of relaxation and happiness that had never happened before.

"Alright, alright, big sister has surrendered. The children don't play with flour anymore, let's go and get some dumplings, okay? "

"Alright!"

Han Yao wiped the sweat off her forehead and led a group of little fellows back to the Dumpling Arena.

Looking at her blushing face, Nanfeng Haozhe purposely wiped her face with his hands, then turned to the children and said: "Everyone has already smeared it, Sister Han Yao cannot be an exception, right?"

"Yes!"

Xiao Han Xi pouted with disdain and exposed, "Uncle Nan Feng, you're trying to take this opportunity to touch Big Sister Han Yao, aren't you?"