Chapter 51

Bingfeng stood at the door and looked inside. Seeing bingxia still sitting on the bed, he said with a smile, "Xia Xia, what do you want to eat? I want the kitchen to do it. You don't have to go downstairs. He Huan always wants to eat in his room. I'll send someone to bring it to you."

With that, he went downstairs with a smile.

"Dad Dad, I... " Bingxia heard his father's words, quickly opened the quilt and came quickly.

But Bingfeng has long disappeared, only Huan Gufeng sneers at the door.

"Gufeng, why didn't you just explain that you didn't sleep in my room last night, did you?" Bingxia anxiously looked at the man and said.

Huan Gufeng did not answer, but continued to sneer and walked back to the room. He sat down by the bed, leaned against the position where bingxia had just slept, and took off his coat.

Bingxia looks at Huan Gufeng's action and closes the door quickly. She doesn't want her servants to see Huan Gufeng in her room, causing misunderstanding.

"Gu Feng, what's the matter with you?"

Looking at bingxia's anxious appearance, Huan Gufeng feels that she is too simple and lovely.

Ha ha, with a smile, he took bingxia to the bedside and touched her scarlet cheek. "As long as I appear in your room, people will think that we must have fallen asleep last night. That's what I want them to think. Now I want to tell these people that you are my woman, and who dares to bully you in Bingjia's house in the future."

"Gufeng." Bingxia didn't expect that Huan Gufeng did it for her. Just now, she was still a little angry. She pretended that they were sleeping together yesterday in front of Bingfeng. Now she knows it's his hard work. She regrets for her careful eyes.

"What? Are you all right? Are you upset that I'm doing this? " Huan Gufeng looks at bingxia with a bad face. He thinks what he just said stimulates her.

Bingxia shakes her head and hugs Huan Gufeng. She murmurs in his earlobe: "Gufeng, I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. I thought you just wanted people to misunderstand us..."

"Sleep together, don't you?" Huan Gufeng suddenly heard the meaning behind bingxia. He said it faintly. As soon as his words fell, bingxia's face became more red, just like a ripe apple, more tender.

Bingxia gently beats Huan Gufeng's broad chest. Her tight skin makes her heart beat faster. She doesn't dare to raise her head. It's not like let Huan Gufeng find her careful thinking.

Two people hold together after a long time, just slowly let go.

Huan Gufeng looked at the diamond watch on his wrist, turned and walked to the sofa, and took out his mobile phone from his coat pocket.

Standing in front of the window, I made a call.

After a while waiting for the beep, someone answered the phone at the other end.

"Uncle Fu, you tell Dad that I'll come back for lunch. I'm not alone. I'll come back with bingxia. Well, I know."

Hang up the phone, he walked back to the bed, put out his hand to brush bingxia's soft long hair, whispered: "you go to change clothes, I'll wait for you downstairs, we go home together, I've told my father, we have lunch with him."

"Now?" Bingxia is a little timid. Although Bingfeng has promised her that she can move to Huan Gufeng, she is still reluctant to leave the house. After all, she has lived for more than 20 years.

"What's the matter? You hesitated again, don't want to go? But don't you like to stay at home? " Huan Gufeng looks at bingxia's embarrassed look and asks curiously, but for her sake, he takes her back to Huan's house in such a hurry.

Bingxia looks at Huan Gufeng's face and doesn't dare to go on.

She can only gently "well" a, get up slowly into the bathroom.

More than ten minutes later, when she came out of the bathroom after taking a shower, Huan Gufeng was not in the room. She went to the wardrobe, opened it, and took out a white box from the bottom drawer. After opening it, a picture of a woman who looked like ice summer appeared, but the picture was a little yellow. It should have been some years.

The way the young woman in the photo laughs is another ice summer.

Bingxia wiped the photo frame with the towel in her hand, and said with a choking voice: "Mom, I'm leaving this home. I still remember that you told me at the beginning that you must stay in this home and don't leave, but I worked very hard. They didn't like to see me, and my father was busy all day. If you were still alive, would you agree with me to do so?"

Tears flow out of her eyes again and drop on the photo frame bit by bit. She hesitates for a moment, puts the photo frame back to the bottom of the drawer, and then starts to choose the clothes to go out.

There are not many clothes in the wardrobe. Many of them are cold clothes or clothes that she doesn't wear. They are not her favorite type. Many tags are not cut, and she never wears them.

But if you want to go to Huan Gufeng's home, you can't dress too casually.

Many of her clothes are for leisure. She has been rummaging about, but has not found a suitable one.

Huan Gufeng, who is downstairs, looks at the time that has passed for half an hour. Before bingxia comes down, he looks back at the direction of a room upstairs.Accompany him to sit in the ice peak of the living room, follow Huan Gufeng's eyes to look toward the second floor, understand immediately.

So he told the housekeeper standing behind him harshly, "go upstairs and see how the second lady hasn't come down yet."

The housekeeper takes a look at Huan Gufeng with a gloomy face and nods. He does not dare to neglect him. He quickly steps upstairs and knocks on the door of bingxia's room. Bingxia has not yet chosen his clothes. He is in a dilemma. He thinks that Huan Gufeng has come up. He takes one of them and takes off the hanger. He says: "is Gufeng? I'll be right down. You wait for me downstairs for a few minutes. "

"The second miss is me. The master wants me to ask you when you can go downstairs?" The man's voice outside the door is wrong. It's the housekeeper Bing Xia's deep breath. Just now she was flustered and thought it was Huan Gufeng.

"Well, I see. You tell Dad, I'll be right down." Bingxia came into the bathroom with her clothes and went back in a loud voice.

The housekeeper turned and left.

Back downstairs, Bingfeng couldn't wait to ask, "how's it going? When will she come down? "

"Back to the master, the second lady didn't open the door to let me in. She just said in the door that she would come down immediately, so I came down to report to you." The housekeeper replied truthfully.

Bingfeng turned to see Huan Gufeng. He looked the same, so he said with a smile: "Mr. Huan, Xia Xia must be too happy. I don't know if chairman Huan knows that little girl is going to live?"

Huan Gufeng snorted "eh", which was the answer.

The atmosphere in the living room was gloomy and awkward. Even the housekeeper began to doubt that Bingfeng, who had always been at home, was as gentle as a kitten in front of Huan Gufeng, and spoke with care.