Young Master Gong, your vest has fallen off!

Chapter 763 Cooking
"Call me when you get back, no later than five o'clock." Gong Beijue said domineeringly, turned the car around and drove away.

Fei Chuyan glanced at the car driving away, looked away, raised his feet and walked towards Feng Kawana's house, pushed open the iron gate in front of him and reached out to ring the doorbell.

After a while, the milky white door was opened.

Feng Chuanna's hair was a little messy. Seeing her froze for a moment, she subconsciously moved out of the way.

"come in."

Fei Chuyan walked in with a smile. The room was very warm. She turned her head to look at Feng Chuanna, and took out his portrait from her backpack.

"Feng Chuanna, I finished the drawing for you."

Feng Chuanna looked at the painting in her hand, her eyes became gentle.

"very nice."

"This is for you, what about mine?" Fei Chuyan looked in the living room.

"It's in my room, I'll get it."

"Well, I'll wait for you here."

Fei Chuyan sat on the sofa and looked at him with a smile.

Feng Kawana turned and walked upstairs to the room.

Fei Chuyan was sitting on the sofa thinking about how she would tell Feng Chuanna.

After a while, Feng Kawana came down, holding a carefully packaged painting in his hand.

Fei Chuyan stood up.

Feng Chuanna walked up to her and handed her the painting.

"this is yours."

Fei Chuyan took the painting and put it in his backpack, and immediately didn't know what to say.

According to the normal situation, she should leave at this time, but she didn't say that she couldn't do it today.

Feng Chuanna looked at her with doubts in her eyes.

"You...Aren't you leaving?"

"Feng Chuanna, are you chasing me?" Fei Chuyan sat on the sofa holding the painting, "I won't go."

"Is Beijue not at home?"

Feng Chuanna didn't understand why she would want to stay here.

"Yes." Fei Chuyan said.

"Then watch TV and stay for lunch."

Feng Chuanna walked over to turn on the TV and handed her the remote control on the coffee table.

Fei Chuyan took the remote control with a smile, and watched Feng Chuanna walk out of the kitchen a little distressed.

What should I do? What should I say?

Fei Chuyan glanced at the kitchen, amplified the sound of the TV, and took out his mobile phone to enter the group.

Help, help, I'm at Feng Chuanna's house now, what should I tell him, I suddenly don't know how to speak.

Nie Jin Qi: Xiao Qingmei, why are you so lost at this time!

Nam Hyun: Go ahead and talk about it.

Nie Jinqi: As long as you tell Feng Chuanna well, Xiao Qingmei, Feng Chuanna will listen.

Fei Chuyan: I can't tell Feng Kawana directly, Dr. Feng Kawana will let you see a psychiatrist, what will he think after hearing that, please help me think of a more tactful way of saying it.

After Fei Chuyan finished speaking, he raised his head and kept an eye on the movement in the kitchen.

The phone vibrated.

Nie Jinqi: I really can't think of it, Nam Hyun?

Nam Hyun: I can’t think of it either, it’s up to you to organize your own words, or you can just tell the truth.

Nie Jinqi: Xiao Qingmei quickly said while you were at his house, the psychologist I contacted here is already impatient.I've been pushing for days.

After hearing the sound of footsteps, Fei Chuyan put the phone in his pocket after finishing his last sentence.

Nie Jinqi looked at the screen.

Fei Chuyan: Don't forget to delete the chat history.

Nie Jin's seven fingers typed on the keyboard and sent it up.

Mr. Nan quickly destroyed the evidence.

Nam Hyun: OK
Feng Chuanna stood on the steps with the dishes, glanced at Fei Chuyan and said lightly, "Let's eat."

"So fast."

Fei Chuyan looked at the food in his hand and stood up in surprise.

"When you first came, I was cooking."

After Feng Chuanna finished speaking, she turned and walked to the table to put the dishes on it.

(End of this chapter)