The next morning, after Han Yixi got up, he remembered that when he left last night, Xiao Zehan was still working. He didn't know if he was in good health now. He was a little worried and walked to the door of his room without realizing it, "Mr. Xiao, are you still resting?

After knocking on the door for a while, no one answered. Han Yixi watched the door and opened it with his head protrudingly, "Then I'll come in."

"Hey, why is there no one on the bed?" Han Yixi walked to the bed and saw that there was no one on Xiao Zehan's bed, only a messy quilt. "Where is the person?" Han Yixi was a little confused by the second monk, and a messy thought popped up in his mind: Did he faint somewhere?

After searching every corner of the room, Han Yixi was a little panicked and started shouting in the room.

"What are you calling? My house is about to be broken by you!" Xiao Zehan said it very easily, and there was another "blame" but his heart was still warm and beautiful. He knew that this was Han Yixi's worry.

"Where have you gone?" Seeing Xiao Zehan's appearance, Han Yixi felt wronged and his eyes were moist.

"Okay, okay, don't cry." Xiao Zehan put down his breakfast, took out a tissue and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "It's my fault. I went out without telling you."

"You hate it so much." Han Yixi cried and beat him.

Suddenly, Xiao Zehan laughed out loud.

"Why are you laughing? Are you so happy when I cry?" Seeing Xiao Zehan giggling foolishly, Han Yixi felt that he had done something very stupid, and he wanted to drill a hole in the ground and disappear immediately.

"Okay, okay, I won't smile." Xiao Zehan took Han Yixi's hand and sat on the sofa, "Don't you think we just looked like a very loving couple?"

"Hmph, this joke is not funny at all. I am just worried about the patient's body." Han Yixi's little face began to turn red again, thinking to himself: Yes, what is this metaphor? It makes people feel so shy every time.

"Okay, okay, this joke is not funny." Xiao Zehan understood Han Yixi's personality and she is the kind of slow-tempered person, so we have a long time to come. "I'm going out to buy breakfast, let's eat together."

"It seems that he is recovering. He can go out to buy breakfast." Thinking that Xiao Zehan could go out to buy breakfast by himself, he felt relieved. It seemed that he was really cured of illness.

When he walked to the dining table, Han Yixi was very happy to see the table full of breakfast, and was so happy that he couldn't stop. The foodie's nature was fully exposed. "Wow, Xiaolongbao, fried dough sticks, sesame cakes... are all my favorites." Then he gave Xiao Zehan a big praise, "Mr. Xiao, you really know how to buy it. They are all my favorites. They are amazing and awesome!"

"If you like it, eat more. You were tired when you took care of me for so long yesterday." Xiao Zehan saw Han Yixi proudly at the table of food, and smiled satisfied. It was not in vain that he ran out to buy breakfast early in the morning. Su Handong was also ridiculed as an otaku who didn't even know where to buy breakfast.

Because Xiao Zehan rarely eats breakfast, he uses a cup of coffee to solve the problem.

"Then I'll start to move." Han Yixi was reserved for a while, and seeing that Xiao Zehan had not responded, he was about to start eating.

"Eat quickly, it won't be delicious if it's cold." Xiao Zehan was afraid that Han Yixi would choke when eating voraciously, so he poured her a glass of water.

"Thank you, the breakfast is so delicious. I haven't had such a delicious breakfast in a long time." Han Yixi felt so irresistible about the delicious food. He wanted to finish it all in one go, and of course he wouldn't forget to thank the person who bought the breakfast.

"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you." Xiao Zehan looked at Han Yixi's aura of hungry tigers rushing to the table of food, gently wiped away the "residue" from the corner of her mouth with his hands, and then put the "residue" into his mouth.

"President, you?" Han Yixi was frightened by Xiao Zehan's intimate behavior. He was stunned for a few seconds. He felt something was going to happen. He suddenly stood up, "Mr. Xiao, I'll leave in advance." He ran out with his bag.

Xiao Zehan licked his fingers with interest, leaving "remnants" and looked at his hurriedly leaving: "Since you forgot me, let's do it again."

"Oh, I'm so embarrassed that I'm so embarrassed. The cold-faced King Yama didn't take medicine, so why did he do such a move and scare the baby to death." Han Yixi rubbed the corners of his mouth rudely with his hand. Then he fell into his infinite fantasy:

"My little Xixi, are my fingers delicious?" Xiao Zehan looked at Han Yixi with a charming look, stretching out his hand to stroke her face.

"It's delicious, our Xiao Hanhan's fingers are the most delicious." Han Yixi rushed into Xiao Zehan's arms. "Xiao Hanhan, Momomo." Han Yixi held Xiao Zehan's finger and kissed her wildly.

"Crazy, crazy, Han Yixi, how could you have such shameless thoughts?" Han Yixi was shocked by the crazy fantasy just now, and kept slapping his head, telling himself to stay awake and not be tempted by male sex.

It happened that Xia Weier drove past Han Yixi and asked her, "Why are you here?"

When Han Yixi heard Xia Wei'er's questioning, he returned to normal and replied unhappily, "I'm not yours, you care so much." After that, he walked straight away with a swagger.

"You, wait for me." Xia Weier glared at Han Yixi's back and took off her sunglasses, "Your good days are coming to an end."

Before Han Yixi got on the bus, he didn't forget to make a face to show Xia Wei'er.

Seeing Han Yixi so arrogant, Xia Wei'er had evil thoughts in her heart and called a phone number, "Hey, the plan is ahead of schedule. I want her to disappear immediately and get the reward doubled."

Seeing that Xiao Zehan's house was not closed, Xia Weier walked in, "Brother Han, I brought you a delicious breakfast. Do you want to eat together?"

"No need, I've eaten it. Is there anything wrong with you?" Xiao Zehan looked coldly as he walked into Xia Wei'er. When he thought that Han Yixi's hand was scratched by her, his attitude towards her was a little worse.

"Are you worried about your health? Is it better?" Xia Weier took Xiao Zehan's arm.

"It's okay after a night's sleep, I'm going to go to work." Xiao Zehan pushed her hand away, opened the car door and left.

"Han Yixi, no matter whether you have lost your memory or not, Xiao Zehan is mine. The past is, the present is, and the future is, you are just his wrong encounter. Goodbye, Han Yixi." Xia Weier put on her sunglasses and drove away.
Chapter completed!