Daddy, the best actor, is super powerful!

Chapter 2446 Love is like a south wind 52
Well, for the sake of protecting her from injury, then do something for him.

Qiao Ruoxi brought hot water to wipe Feng Yunan's body.

The man's figure is really good, his chest is firm, his texture is clear, and his bronze skin exudes an irresistible wild and charming atmosphere.

call--

After wiping her body, her face was already flushed.

Hurry up to find the men's bathrobe in the closet, and wrap him up in threes and fives.

The man still frowned, looking very uncomfortable. In order to prevent him from vomiting again, Qiao Ruoxi went downstairs to the kitchen to make hangover soup.

After feeding the man the hangover soup, after his brows relaxed a little, Qiao Ruoxi got up with the soup bowl.

However, the big hand that suddenly stretched out...

Qiao Ruoxi was startled, turned to look at the man, and heard him muttering, "Ke'er, don't go..."

Ugh……

Think of her as Wen Ke'er again!

……

In the morning, the sound of the tide.

After Feng Yunan sobered up, he felt a pain in his head, and when he got up, he found himself lying in the new house in the Sea Pavilion, and the clothes on his body were replaced by bathrobes.

He guessed that the servants should change it for him.

What happened yesterday flashed through my mind frame by frame like a movie replay.

After chasing after him from the church, he caught up with Wen Ke'er. He tried his best to explain everything, but she finally left sadly.

Feng Yunan didn't go back to the church, feeling depressed, he went to Yinzun to find Tang Yebing and Zhong Yichen for a drink.

Only alcohol can numb his nerves and make his heart feel better.

As for being drunk, he has no memory of how he got back to the Sea Pavilion.

After getting up, he took a shower and came out of the bathroom, Feng Yunan regained his refreshed look.

After changing clothes and going downstairs, the housekeeper, Aunt Jiang, brought all the servants downstairs to greet him respectfully.

"Morning, sir."

"En." Feng Yunan nodded lightly.

"Sir, breakfast is ready, do you want to wait for the young lady to come down to eat together?"

"What young lady? There is no young lady here!"

Feng Yunan frowned subconsciously when he heard the address.

"Yes, it's Miss Qiao. Do you need to call her down?" Aunt Jiang added.

"Need not."

Didn't want to dine with her, didn't even want to see her face.

Feng Yunan went straight to the dining room, sat down at the main seat, and a dozen servants began to busily serve breakfast on the table.

Looking at the table full of exquisite breakfast dishes, Feng Yunan's brows could not help but wrinkled, his stomach felt a little uncomfortable, and he didn't want to eat those greasy things.

Aunt Jiang remembered Qiao Ruoxi's explanation, and asked someone to serve the cooked porridge, accompanied by some exquisite appetizers.

When Feng Yunan saw the porridge, he finally moved his chopsticks.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, I felt my stomach warmed up a lot, and my expression became a little more pleasant, "Aunt Jiang, the porridge is well cooked."

Aunt Jiang explained with a smile, "Sir, I didn't cook this porridge, but Ms. Qiao cooked it early in the morning. She said that you were drunk last night, so you might want something lighter in the morning."

"..."

It turned out to be the porridge cooked by Qiao Ruoxi.

Feng Yunan put down his chopsticks, unable to tell what he was feeling, he was silent for a moment, and asked, "Where is she?"

Aunt Jiang was about to answer when she heard the sound of footsteps coming from upstairs, and after a while, Qiao Ruoxi appeared in front of everyone.

After taking off her white wedding dress, she changed back into her own clothes, a beige sweater, a camel coat, and her long hair pulled into a simple princess head. She looked like a college student who hadn't left school yet.

With a black bag on his back and a small suitcase in his hand, what are you going to do?
Qiao Ruoxi saw Feng Yunan at a glance, and saw that he was dressed in a neat suit and looked like a gentleman, as if he wasn't the one who was embarrassed and drunk last night.

……

(End of this chapter)