Chapter 21

He walked into bingxia, close to her behind, she could clearly feel the heat of Huan Gufeng's breath, directly in her neck, some itchy, she did not dare to look back, always lowered her head, did not make a sound.

"Madam, the young master has something to do in his room..."

The sound of the housekeeper comes from outside the door. Bingxia raises her head in a hurry to find a place to hide. However, Huan Gufeng immediately frowns. The door is suddenly pushed open, and bingxia immediately hides behind Huan Gufeng.

"Gu Feng, how are you? Where are you hurt?"

Mengman just came back from shopping. When he saw Huan Gufeng's car in the yard, he was overjoyed. After he knew that Huan Gufeng was injured from the housekeeper's mouth, his heart went up to his throat and immediately ran up. The housekeeper couldn't stop him.

Huan Gufeng's sharp eyes glanced at Fubo, the housekeeper. Fubo shook his head, and Mengman couldn't stop him.

"Gu Feng..."

"Didn't anyone tell you to knock before you came in?" Huan Gufeng knew that bingxia was hiding behind him shyly, so he said sternly. He didn't like that someone broke into his room without his permission. Besides, she was still his father's woman. Fortunately, Fubo, the housekeeper, was there, otherwise it would be unclear.

Mengman's eyes have been firmly in Huan Gufeng Lu's chest, drawing a perfect curve, especially the waist without a trace of fat, and his strong arm. Many nights, she dreamed that she could be held by these arms and sleep under Huan Gufeng's body.

When she heard that he was injured, she was extremely panicked. Even if he mercilessly refused her that night, she could not forget the man.

However, Huan Gufeng's cold and heartless words made her very embarrassed.

"I just care about you Who is she? "

Mengman said, looking at a thin figure behind Huan Gufeng with hostile eyes. As soon as she came in, she smelled a woman's fragrance. She immediately asked.

Lonely man and few women, two people in a room, Huan Gufeng also Luo upper body, this picture directly pierced into Mengman's heart.

Bingxia lowers her head and doesn't know where to put her hands. How can she feel that she is caught in bed.

In the living room, bingxia is sitting on the sofa, next to Heng Gufeng, while Mengman, who is sitting opposite her, almost tears her up when she looks at her, which makes bingxia a little confused about Mengman's identity.

"Dad, this is bingxia, the engagement object I mentioned to you. Her father is Bingfeng, the chairman of Bingshi group."

Huan Gufeng said leisurely, but bingxia was very nervous. She didn't understand her thoughts clearly. She just came back with Huan Gufeng because she was distressed. Now it's like meeting her parents.

"Well! Bingxia, it's nice and beautiful. Gufeng has a good eye. "

At a glance, master Huan fell in love with bingxia, a beautiful woman. Her appearance reminded him of Huan Gufeng's mother. It was the same when he met her for the first time.

In particular, she was chosen by Huan Gufeng himself. She is also a famous family. Bingfeng knows this person and finally solves his big problem. Before that, he was worried that Huan Gufeng would not like women.

"Hello, uncle Huan. My name is bingxia."

Huan Gufeng stretched out her hand to hold bingxia's cold hand, and a warm current spread all over her body like an electric current. Her whole body's hair was erect just now. She said sweetly, and hesitated when she glanced at Mengman.

"This is aunt monman. She's here to take care of my daily life." Huan old son looking at the dream man a face of angry, in the heart some uncomfortable, but still smile of say.

"Hello, aunt monman."

Bingxia says hello in a hurry. I didn't expect that Huan Gufeng's stepmother is so young. It seems that she is not a few years older than her.

It turned out that he, like himself, had lost his mother.

"Miss bingxia, it's true that she's so long that men can't move their eyes. No wonder Gufeng will take a fancy to you Yes, sir

Mengman suppressed the anger in his heart and said with full jealousy.

"Mengman, don't drink in the evening. It's impolite in front of the guests." Huan old son tone with displeasure and remind.

"Yes, sir, I've been drinking too much today." Mengman's dark eyes flashed a trace of malice. She decided to make a good investigation about the origin of jiaobingxia. She became Huan Gufeng's fiancee quietly. She would never allow any woman to rob the man she likes.

She must expose her!

"So late, Miss Bing will stay in the guest room. I'm tired. Mengman will help me back to the room." Huan's father has already seen Huan Gufeng's doting in his eyes. This is the first time he has seen his son's love for a girl.

Although Mengman was a little reluctant, he still helped master Huan to his room.

Fubo, the housekeeper, went down with the servant.

The living room suddenly became quiet. Bingxia breathed deeply and leaned against the back of the sofa.

"What's the matter? You're scared. " Huan Gufeng knew from the moment he held bingxia that the girl in front of him was not pretending to be afraid, but was really afraid. He swore at the bottom of his heart that he would treat her well."I want to go home." Bingxia looks at the empty living room, which is several times larger than the whole ice house. She is really depressed, and some can't breathe.

"Didn't you say you wanted me to wipe the medicine? You want to run without wiping the medicine. You don't think about who I was injured for Huan Gufeng doesn't want to let bingxia go, he said angrily.

"I..." It's true that this is a good reason and she can't refuse.

So they go back to Huan Gufeng's room. Bingxia scolds herself to death. Why do they have to be compassionate? Now they are brought home by him. When they meet Huan, they force her to take medicine. There is no way out.

Well, his concern has become an excuse for him to use.

Forget it, he helped the welfare home so much today, so that those helpless children have their own homes, and no longer have to worry about being driven away.

Bingxia thought of this, stood up and re opened the medicine box, took out the scald ointment, and smeared the cold ointment on Huan Gufeng's back, especially the soft hands, pressing gently.

In a few seconds, the hot back became more comfortable.

Her fingers, with the lubrication of the ointment, seemed to have a kind of water like tenderness.

"All right."

A few minutes, for the ice summer, as long as a century, after finishing painting, can't wait to say.

"No, just give me a ointment. Don't be so reluctant."

Huan Gufeng dissatisfied said, ice summer expression let him very dissatisfied.