Chapter 115

Yu mu'an is not particularly good at making beds. He is far from the helpers in the little white house. His hands are not sharp, and the sheets are a little wrinkled.

However, Feng Yan felt that sleeping here tonight would be very comfortable and warm.

Look at Yu mu'an. He can cook but is not proficient. He can do housework but is not proficient. He studies well but is not rigid. Although he is noisy, it is enough. Although he can blow hair and has high EQ, he is proficient in talent but does not show it

Feng Yan raised his mouth with satisfaction. He didn't even notice that Yu mu'an in his eyes was so perfect and fit his heart.

Yu mu'an said angrily, "your personal charm is watching me make your bed when I'm pregnant. Don't you help at all?"

There are some messy sundries in this guest room. While making the bed, Yu mu'an threw the sundries into the box again and again, and the box was full of sundries.

Feng Yan straightened up, walked to the bedside and pulled the quilt carelessly, "it's good for pregnant women to do some exercise."

Yu mu'an said "cut" and was prepared not to have the same experience as the high-ranking president of Fengda.

"All right." After packing up, Yu mu'an straightened up, looked around and nodded, "basically all packed up, so please Mr. Feng condescended to live here tonight."

"Easy to say." Feng Yan nodded magnanimously.

"Then I'll move these sundries to the basement." Yu mu'an bent down slightly and picked up the box on the ground.

basement.

Feng Yan suddenly frowned and even his eyelids jumped uncontrollably. Seeing Yu mu'an straight up, he said, "go by yourself?"

Yu mu'an shrugged and retorted, "why don't you go with me?"

"I'm not going!"

Feng Yan's tone suddenly increased. He frowned and opened his mouth without room.

Yu mu'an looked at Feng Yan in surprise, "what's the matter with you?"

Feng Yan breathed, "it's all right." I took a deep look at Yu mu'an and said in a reproachful tone, "just leave the box here. I don't dislike it. What are you hardworking?"

Yu mu'an thought intently, "I haven't heard that the little white house has a basement." His puzzled eyes looked at Feng Yan again, "do you have any psychological shadow over the basement? Afraid of the dark? "

Feng Yan frowned deeper and deeper. After a while, he replied in a deep voice: "I didn't build the little white house. I can't decide whether there is a basement or not. I just... Hate the environment in the basement. Don't mention it again in the future. "

That cold, rotten, silent place is creepy.

After listening, Yu mu'an nodded. No one had a nasty thing, but he didn't expect that the seemingly impeccable president Feng also had weaknesses.

Reluctantly put the box on the ground, Yu mu'an said with a smile: "well, I'm in vain. It turns out that Feng doesn't care about this mess. Well, I'm not busy anymore. I'll have a rest first! Put these things here for the time being! "

After hearing this, Feng Yan stepped forward, clasped Yu mu'an's arm and raised his eyebrow: "do you have the heart to leave me here alone?"

"What do you mean to leave you here?" Yu mu'an wondered.

"I sleep alone. I'm afraid of the cold." Feng Yan's eyebrows are higher.

"You..." Yu mu'an was stunned, lost in Feng Yan's beauty, swallowed saliva, suddenly reacted, and suddenly shook Feng Yan's hand, "are you crazy? This is my grandparents' house. Do you want to wake up early tomorrow morning and let them see us sleeping in one bed? "

"Why not?" Feng Yan asked.

"Not anywhere." Yu mu'an broke free from Kaifeng Yan's arm, "you've left it all, and you can still advance an inch. I'm going to have a rest. "

"Wait a minute." Feng Yan raised his eyes and saw a flute like instrument hanging on the wall. He asked, "what's that? Flute? "

Yu mu'an turned back and looked at the place where Feng Yan pointed and said, "well, bamboo flute."

"Your house is full of musical instruments." Feng Yan was noncommittal and asked, "will you?"

"Just a little." Yu mu'an replied, "my grandmother is a master."

"I want to see you show your hand." Feng Yandao.

"Yo." Yu mu'an looked at Feng Yan up and down. "Feng always wants to hear, so I have to obey?"

Feng Yan relaxed and put his hands in his pockets. "If you don't promise, don't want to go out of this door tonight."

Yu mu'an smiled, his eyebrows flying, showing a proud look, clapped his hands, turned and took down the bamboo flute. "Since Feng always wants to listen, I'll let you see my real skills. Timely Lulu is also excellent."

Feng Yan didn't expect Yu mu'an to talk so well this time. In fact, he just thought it was too early and wanted to stay in Yu mu'an for a while.

Wiping the bamboo flute, Yu mu'an shook his head with a fake sigh and said, "look, I can play all kinds of musical instruments. I'm close to the goddess level. Don't be fascinated by me, otherwise, I'll be very sorry!"

Feng Yan put his hands in his pockets and stood leisurely, noncommittal.

Yu mu'an posed, raised his hand, put the flute to his mouth, and spit out his breath when he was ready.

The melodious and graceful flute sound rippled in the room, and the wisps of flute sound turned into a tangible net to cover the Fengyan cage

Yu mu'an closed her eyes slightly, and the moonlight behind her set off her in a fairy spirit.

Feng Yan had never been in contact with such classical musical instruments and had not listened to such music seriously. At first glance, he felt as if he had never heard such beautiful music, and his body and mind melted.

I just don't know whether the sound of the flute is too beautiful or the people who play the flute are too beautiful.

Are you fascinated?

Early the next morning, Yu mu'an woke up in the cry of his mother and rolled on the bed, dying and unwilling to get up.

Anxinjie reluctantly came to Yu mu'an's room. Seeing her daughter who still wanted to stay in bed, she said, "you, get up and eat! Mr. Feng accompanied your grandpa to the morning exercise and came back. The whole family is waiting for you to have breakfast. Get up quickly. Ah, I have to go to school later. "

Teng suddenly sat up from the bed. Yu mu'an looked bleary eyed and suddenly said, "what? Feng Yan went to morning exercises with Grandpa? "

"Yes." Peace of mind Jie nodded, "your grandpa praised him very much. Get up quickly and I'll see how breakfast is."

After anxinjie left, Yu Muan hurried to get dressed. When he went downstairs, he heard grandpa's hearty laughter.

"Why is Grandpa so happy?" Yu mu'an asked as he went downstairs.

"Down?" Feng Yan took the lead in looking back, saw Yu mu'an and said, "come to dinner."

Yu mu'an's grandfather was even happier. "An'an, you don't know. Feng Yan accompanied me to morning exercises this morning and played chess with those old men. We beat them down together! Ha ha... "