The two sisters had a dispute over who is the most handsome, Xu Qian or Li Ao, and almost got into a fight. But before Han Miao's fist landed on Han Jun, Han Jun blocked the way.
Han Jun clasped Han Miao's hand behind her back very easily, and pinned her on the sofa so that she could no longer move.
Han Jun asked Han Miao condescendingly: "Are you convinced!"
Han Miao: "Not convinced! You, a taekwondo champion, have the nerve to bully me, a weak woman! Han Jun, you are disrespecting my sister!"
"Shut up." Han Jun slapped Han Miao's butt hard, "Hold on if you don't agree!" After slapping Han Miao's butt, Han Jun let go of the restraint on Han Miao and sat on the sofa On the other side, she took out the wet tissue she carried with her and wiped the hand that had patted Han Miao's butt.
She moved very slowly and thinly, wiping her fingers one by one.
That way, those who didn't know thought she had encountered a bacterial virus just now.
Han Miao sat up and saw Han Jun wiping her hands, so angry that her mouth bulged like a puffer fish. "Get off Han Jun!"
It was as if Han Jun had never heard of her scolding. She threw away the wet tissue and said, "Give me a bottle of water."
Han Miao became even angrier, "What, you still need to wash your hands to disinfect?"
"No, thirsty."
Han Miao really got up honestly and went to get water for Han Jun.
Han Miao touched the body of the bottle with both hands on purpose before throwing the mineral water to Han Jun.
Han Jun took the mineral water, seemed speechless by Han Miao's actions, and cursed softly: "Fool."
But this time, Han Jun didn't wipe the bottle, and just unscrewed the cap to drink water.
After she finished drinking the water, Han Miao asked her, "Junjun, do you like that young master of the Xu family?"
Under Han Miao's gaze, Han Jun nodded his head.
Seeing Han Jun admitting her love for Xu Qian, Han Miao just felt amazing. Han Jun, who has no conscience, actually likes someone sometimes.
Being liked by Han Jun, I don't know if it's Xu Qian's good luck or bad luck.
"Why do you like him? Because he is handsome?" Han Miao only met Xu Qian when she was a child, and she has no memory of him for a long time. She only knows that the young master of the Xu family has taken a fancy to her younger sister and goes there every year and festival. Their family gave gifts to give them a sense of presence.
Han Jun asked without answering, "Miaomiao, do you believe in fate?" Before Han Miao could answer, Han Jun said, "I do. When I saw him today, my heart ached."
Han Jun pressed her chest, she couldn't bear the pain in her heart.
She felt like she had forgotten something.
She desperately wanted to remember.
Han Miao knew something that Han Jun didn't. She had eavesdropped on her parents' speech before, and it was not easy to know Han Jun's identity. She seemed to be from another world.
There must be a reason for the parents to hide this from their sister, and Han Miao would not tell Han Jun about it.
Seeing Han Jun's sad expression, Han Miao said, "I don't believe in fate, I just believe in human effort. Junjun, if you believe in fate, you will be finished."
You can't accept your fate if you accept nothing, and you will be tricked by fate if you accept your fate.
Destiny is a scumbag who doesn't love you, but hangs on you all the time.
Han Jun was comforted by Han Miao's words. She squinted at Han Miao who was standing behind the sofa, and suddenly smiled. "You talk occasionally, and it still sounds like that."
"The dog can't spit out ivory! Get lost, go back to your own room, I'm annoyed when I see you." Han Miao pulled Han Jun and drove her out of the room.
Thinking of something, Han Miao said to Han Jun again: "Mom and Dad arrive at the Imperial Capital at noon tomorrow, and they will go to see my performance. The other music ticket in your hand, did you give it to Mr. Xu?"
Han Jun's expression changed, "Parents are coming?"
"Um."
"I see."
When Han Miao was about to close the door, Han Jun suddenly gave her a weird smile.
Seeing that smile, Han Miao felt a little creepy. "why are you laughing?"
Han Jun stared at the top of Han Miao's head, her voice was ethereal, as if it came from the clouds, with a kind of eerie feeling, she said, "There is a child on your head, who died in a car accident."
Han Miao turned pale with fright, subconsciously raised her head to look at the top of her head.
Above the head is the suspended ceiling of the hotel room, with a row of small corridor lights juxtaposed on it, and there are no children.
Because she couldn't see it, Han Miao was even more hairy. She yelled at Han Jun, "Han Junjun! You want to die, don't you!"
A smile flashed in Han Jun's eyes, and she quickly took out her room card, opened the door, and went back to her own room.
Han Jun put the things she bought on the entrance cabinet of the hotel.
During dinner, Han Jun and Xu Qian added WeChat friends.
After returning to the room, Han Jun immediately opened the dialog box with Xu Qian and told the other party: [You don't want to go to the concert tomorrow.]
Xu Qian might be busy and didn't see the news.
After taking a shower, Han Jun spread out the test paper to brush up the questions. When a physics test paper was about to be finished, she received a video call from Xu Qian.
Han Jun subconsciously looked down at her pajamas.
The striped fleece pajamas made her look a little naive, and she subconsciously wanted to dress up more maturely, as if this could offset the age difference between her and Xu Qian.
Han Jun got up and grabbed a coat and put it on her body, then sat upright and took the video.
Xu Qian's appearance appeared in the camera. He was wearing a dark blue home sweater, and his lower body was hidden under the camera, not showing.
Xu Qian had just taken a shower, and the black hair that was always brushed back when he was working was hanging down docilely on his forehead, which made him look like his peers at last.
Xu Qian noticed that Han Jun was wearing a light green woolen coat and his hair was tied up. He took a second look and said suddenly, "Put down your hair."
After a little hesitation, Han Jun took off the hair rope and glasses.
The girl's porcelain-white cheeks and brows are exquisite, and every part is as if carved by God himself, so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off. Her long hair was draped around, diluting the coldness on her body a bit. Sitting under the light, she looked a little cute.
Xu Qian took a deep look at her, and said meaningfully: "You should tie your hair up when you are in school. It is not convenient to read and write with your hair covered."
Han Jun pierced his mind, "You are afraid of being seen with my hair disheveled, or that someone will chase me."
Xu Qian was silent for a while, and then replied truthfully: "I really don't like other people staring at you, especially boys."
Han Jun nodded and said neither yes nor no, but Xu Qian knew that she agreed.
Xu Qian put the phone in the distance and pointed the camera at him.
He fetched Gui Yijian, sat behind a table holding Gui Yijian, and gently wiped the blade of Gui Yijian with a soft white cloth.
The hands that held the scalpel are now holding a long, slender and cold sword, and the picture is indescribably domineering.
Han Jun stared at the sword in Xu Qian's hand, his eyes gradually became lost, and he lost his mind for a moment.
Han Jun's heart suddenly began to ache. It was very weak at first, but soon became violent and intense.
Han Jun subconsciously clenched her pen and looked away from the screen, only then did she hear Xu Qian asking, "Why don't you let me go to the concert tomorrow?"
After the question, Xu Qian didn't hear Han Jun's answer, so Xu Qian raised his head and looked at the phone screen in doubt.
Seeing Han Jun's expression in pain, Xu Qian was a little worried about her. "Han Jun, are you uncomfortable?"
Han Jun pointed to the screen and said, "Can you take the sword away?"
Xu Qian thoughtfully put the Gui Yi sword back into the scabbard, stood up and placed it horizontally on the Lan Qi (the shelf where the weapon is placed). Xu Qian went back to sit behind the table and saw that Han Jun's expression seemed to be a little more comfortable, so he asked speculatively, "Is Guiyi making you uncomfortable?"
Han Jun shook her head and said, "I'm timid and afraid of swords."
Xu Qian felt that he heard a cold joke.
Although he hadn't appeared in front of Han Jun these years, every move of Miss Han's family had reached his ears through other people's mouths.
He knew that Han Jun was good at horseback riding and archery, proficient in all kinds of cold weapons, and was a taekwondo champion. If it was said that she was timid and afraid of swords, Xu Qian would not believe it.
Seeing Xu Qian's expression, Han Jun knew that Xu Qian did not believe her lies. She put down her pen and told the truth, "When I saw Gui Yijian, my heart hurt, and it hurt for no reason."
Xu Qian's expression changed slightly, and he decided not to use that sword in front of Han Jun again. "I remembered."
Han Jun suddenly said: "My parents will also come to the concert tomorrow."
"Are you afraid that they will see me?" Xu Qian's eyes were teasing, "Am I just so helpless?"
Han Jun's ears turned red, she lowered her head and said, "I, I'm not ready."
Xu Qian took a deep look at her before saying, "I'll have a rest tomorrow morning, do you want to come to my house to play?"
Han Jun frowned, and told Xu Qian seriously: "I don't accept premarital sex."
Xu Qian was frightened by Han Jun's straightforwardness.
He rubbed his forehead and shook his head and laughed, "Little friend, if you didn't talk about this, I wouldn't have thought of going there."
Hearing the laughter in Xu Qian's words, Han Jun also realized that he had made a joke.
She rubbed her nose and explained: "Generally, when a boy asks a girl, 'Would you like to go upstairs for a cup of tea', 'Would you like to visit my house', 'I'll be at home alone tomorrow', the rounding is equivalent to It means an invitation to bed."
Xu Qian showed a humble expression of being taught, "I have been taught, Miss Han Jun really knows a lot."
Being teased by Xu Qian, Han Jun blushed even more.
She herself is a beauty of the Bingshan type, and she blushes, which makes her look quite attractive.
Xu Qian didn't dare to look any further, so he poured some tea to distract himself, and said, "I want to show you around my house and see where I live."
"good."
After finishing the business, none of them proposed to hang up the video.
After looking at each other for a while, Xu Qian said, "You do the questions, and I'll read."
Han Jun nodded, picked up the pen again to work on the question, raised her head before finishing the question, and asked Xu Qian: "Aren't you going out to pick up work tonight?"
When Han Jun asked this, she and Xu Qian were both dumbfounded at the same time.
Xu Qian laughed again, and when he laughed, his whole person became lively and gentle. Xu Qian said: "What you said, I feel like a duck picking up jobs in the clubhouse. It's time to go out and pick up jobs."
Han Jun blushed and explained in a low voice, "I didn't mean that."
Xu Qian restrained his smile a little, and he explained: "I am a high-ranking celestial master, and most people can't afford it."
Xu Qian, as the young master of the Xu family, the most powerful celestial master of the Xu family in the past century, most people really can't afford him.
Anyone who is willing to spend a lot of money to invite him out of the mountain must have encountered a real disaster.
The person who invited him to hunt ghosts last night was a rich man in the imperial capital. He had done something wrong in the past, and there was a ghost mother hiding in his house. catch ghosts.
Han Jun nodded and said clearly, "I understand."
Xu Qian didn't have a good rest all night last night in order to save the ghost mother. After reading the book for a while, he became a little sleepy. He was about to hang up the video when he heard the doorbell ring on Han Jun's side.
Han Jun was working hard on the question and didn't respond.
Xu Qian reminded her: "Little friend, the doorbell is ringing."
Han Jun put down her pen and said, "I'll go and have a look."
Xu Qian reminded her: "Look at the cat's eyes before opening the door."
The girl was staying in a hotel alone, and someone knocked on the door in the middle of the night. Xu Qian was worried that there were bad people outside. Han Jun hummed, walked to the door, and before she could look at the cat's eyes, she heard Han Miao say outside, "Open the door, Han Junjun!"
Han Jun didn't even bother to look at the cat's eyes, and opened the door directly.
Outside the door was Han Miao, who was wearing a dinosaur pajamas and hugging a big doll. Han Jun leaned against the door frame with his chest around and asked her, "What do you want me for?"
Han Miao looked into the room and said, "The heater in my room is broken."
Han Jun said, "I'll ask the hotel to reopen one for you."
"Don't waste that money, let's squeeze together and make do with it." Han Miao smiled cutely, her eyes narrowed.
Han Jun said: "The failure of the heater is a failure of the hotel facilities. In this case, they should open a new room for you. Don't worry, there will be no second charge."
Han Jun blocked all of Han Miao's escape routes and excuses, so Han Miao could only tell the truth, "I'm afraid of ghosts. It's all your fault that there is a ghost in my room. I always feel gloomy in bed."
Seeing that Han Miao was pitiful, Han Jun turned around and made way for Han Miao.
Han Miao ran into her room like a little monkey.
The video on the table hadn't been turned off yet. As soon as Han Miao entered the room, he found that Han Jun was videoing with someone.
She fixed her eyes on the phone screen, and saw a handsome guy in dark blue pajamas. The handsome guy's appearance is particularly eye-catching, his lips are pink and tender like ripe cherries, and his eyes are deep. When you look at people seriously, you will definitely be drunk in his eyes.
Han Miao opened her mouth wide in surprise, leaned closer to the video, and asked Xu Qian, "Are you the son of the Xu family?"
Xu Qian looked at Han Miao.
Han Miao and Han Jun are 80% similar in appearance. She is shorter and fatter than Han Miao. She is beautiful enough if she is not thin, and she will definitely be more beautiful if she is thinner.
The two sisters are twins, and their parents have good genes, so they are naturally beautiful.
Xu Qian nodded at Han Miao and said with a smile, "You must be Jun'er's sister."
Han Miao nodded sharply, "Yes, yes, I am Han Miao. Are you the son of the Xu family?"
Xu Qian sat upright, put his hands on his thighs, nodded to Han Miao, and introduced himself seriously: "Nice meeting, hello, I'm Xu Qian."
Han Miao nodded and said with a smile, "Hello, hello."
Han Jun came over, took the phone away, and said to Xu Qian, "My sister is here, let's not chat for now."
Han Jun hung up the video and looked down to see Han Miao blinking wildly at her. She pretended not to understand Han Miao, and said, "What's wrong, the eyelashes are gone?"
Han Miao cut, she ran to Han Jun's bed and lay on her side, and said to Han Jun, "Your Xu Qian is a handsome guy, he is so polite."
Han Jun: "Yes."
Han Miao added: "He looks tall, and his appearance suits you quite well. Mr. Xu is so young and handsome. Junjun, what kind of shit luck are you having?"
Han Jun gave Han Miao a sideways look, "Shut up if you can't speak, and go back to sleep if you make trouble again."
Han Miao said, "There is one last word!"
Han Jun frowned, "If you fart, let it go."
Han Miao sat up, looked up at Han Jun, with a sullen face, and shouted seriously: "Jun'er~"
After shouting, Han Miao fell on the bed in joy, and flicked her legs, "Hahaha, Han Junjun, Mr. Xu's family calls you Jun'er! Oh, my mother, our parents have never called you that."
"It's delicious!"
Han Jun stuffed two earplugs into her ears to block out all sounds.
Han Miao soon fell asleep, and Han Jun finished writing all the test papers before resting. It was one o'clock when she fell asleep.
Han Jun got up at 7:30 in the morning, and Han Miao was with her.
After breakfast, Han Miao went to the concert hall with Shen Yubei to put on makeup and prepare for the concert in the afternoon.
After Han Jun had breakfast with her, she went to see Xu Qian.
Xu Qian's house is in a high-end residential area next to the Affiliated Hospital of Imperial University.
Han Jun stood outside his community and called him. Xu Qian answered the phone and told her: "I'm in the supermarket, wait for me for ten minutes."
Han Jun wrapped her down jacket tightly and stomped her feet. After waiting for eight minutes, she saw Xu Qian's car approaching.
The car stopped beside Han Jun, Xu Qian lowered the window and urged her: "Get in the car."
Han Jun got into the co-pilot and found that there was an extra pillow on the co-pilot's seat, and there was no pillow on the co-pilot last night.
Seeing Han Jun touching the pillow, Xu Qian said, "You are the first person to ride in my car." Xu Qian's identity is there, he will not be a driver for others.
He bought this car for two years. Han Jun is the first passenger and will be the only passenger.
Han Jun didn't say anything, but she was happy in her heart.
"Did you go grocery shopping at the supermarket?"
Xu Qian nodded, and said, "I also bought some snacks." Xu Qian only liked to eat lollipops since he was a child, thinking that Han Jun would come to the house as a guest, and it would be shameful to have no snacks, so he got up early in the morning Went to the supermarket to buy some snacks.
Han Jun thought that "a little bit" was just a little bit, but Xu Qian unexpectedly bought a whole trunk full of snacks.
Han Jun stood in front of the trunk, staring at the snacks piled up in the trunk, with shocked eyes. "Why so many?"
Xu Qian took out the bags and put them on the tiled floor of the elevator hall. Hearing this, he said, "I don't know what snacks you like, so I took some of everything."
Han Jun didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
There are too many things, Han Jun has to help Xu Qian mention them. Xu Qian carried three shopping bags in each hand, and Han Jun also carried two in each hand.
The door lock of Xu Qian’s house is not a combination lock, but a traditional key.
At the door of the house, Xu Qian put the shopping bag on the ground, bent over and took out the keys in the pocket of his suit trousers.
The tall and straight body is slightly bent, and the buttocks are under the seductive waistline.
Suit pants, buttocks, long legs, all of them are temptations that Han Jun shouldn't bear at his age.
Han Jun didn't dare to look any further, so she hurriedly looked away, not knowing what she was thinking, her ears were slightly red.
Xu Qian had no idea that the kid was attracted by his figure. He opened the door and turned to Han Jun and said, "You go in first. The slippers are in the shopping bag. I have to look for them."
After speaking, Xu Qian noticed that Han Jun's face was a little red. He asked with concern: "What's the matter? Your face is so red."
Han Jun walked into the house with her things in her arms, and said as she walked, "It's frozen red."
Xu Qian knew that Han Jun was lying. When she got on the bus, her face was still white and tender, so she wouldn't turn red from the cold after taking the elevator.
It was obvious that he was ashamed when he saw something in his heart.
Xu Qian was a little puzzled, what did the kid see when he got out of the elevator just now
Han Jun put the things in the hallway of the entrance. She had just taken off her sneakers when Xu Qian found the slippers and handed them to her.
It was a pair of pink plush slippers.
Han Jun stuffed her feet into the slippers and found that the size of the shoes was just right.
Xu Qian moved all his things into the living room. While packing up his things, he said to Han Jun, "You can visit my house. I'll organize the snacks and ingredients first."
"good."
Xu Qian lived in a flat-floor suite, which was decorated in an Italian light luxury ritual style without a main lamp. High-grade black is used in a large area of the house, and the warm yellow light is the only warmth in the house.
This decoration style is unexpectedly in line with Han Jun's aesthetics.
Han Jun only visited Xu Qian's living room, and then sat down on the sofa, admiring Xu Qian's busy figure.
Xu Qian's hand is the most beautiful hand Han Jun has ever seen. The fingers are very slender, and it is a real caricature hand.
That hand looked obviously fragile.
She couldn't imagine the look of these hands holding a scalpel open and touching the heart, and she couldn't imagine the look of his hands when dealing with ghosts and monsters.
Maybe it was because Han Jun's eyes were too warm, and Xu Qian felt it. He closed the refrigerator door and leaned against the dark refrigerator to look at Han Jun. With a half-smile on his face, he asked her, "Kid, what are you looking at?"
Xu Qian took off his coat. Inside was a black suit and a white shirt as a base. There was heating in the room, and he unbuttoned the opening of his suit, revealing a white shirt and a black slim vest inside.
The vest was tightly attached to the man's abdomen, and the chest was straight and full of strength. There must be a few beautiful muscles hidden in the flat abdomen.
The belt pinches the man's waist, and the waistline and hipline are stunning.
Han Jun was fascinated by watching, and without thinking about what she said, she murmured, "Your ass is so pretty."
Xu Qian's smile froze for a moment.
When Xu Qian grew up to this age, some people praised him for his good-looking face, others for his good-looking hands, and others for his good-looking back and good-looking eyes. Maybe some people secretly praised his butt in their hearts, but Han Jun was the first to say this in front of him.
Xu Qian felt that the iced coffee in his hand seemed to be warming up.
He squeezed the coffee jar tightly and told Han Jun, "No matter how beautiful it is, it's all yours."
Hearing this, Han Jun's face became hot.
She excused herself and said, "I need to go to the toilet."
Xu Qian pointed to the other end of the corridor and said, "Go straight, it's on the right side of the corridor."
Han Jun hid in the toilet.
The bathroom in Xu Qian's house is also decorated in a high-end black style, even the toilet is black and white. Han Jun sat on the toilet where Xu Qian sat, but the heat on his face couldn't be lowered no matter what.
Xu Qian is poisonous.
In the kitchen, Xu Qian slightly bent his index finger and opened the tab of the iced coffee. He raised his head and took a sip of the cold coffee, and his hot heart gradually regained his composure.
When Han Jun came out of the toilet, Xu Qian was already cooking.
He took off his suit jacket and stood in front of the counter wearing only a shirt and vest. He was holding a red mermaid-patterned cooking knife with his slender fingers like jade chopsticks, and was slicing fish fillets.
When Xu Qian was cooking, he habitually rolled up the sleeves of his shirt in two parts, exposing a section of fair arm. Although the arm was white, it was not thin, and the muscles on the forearm were very tight.
This person's strength must be very strong when it explodes.
Han Jun stood in the aisle, staring at the man's figure in a daze.
She found that she actually coveted Xu Qian's body, and couldn't help but spurn herself.
Han Jun, you are only 17 years old, you can't have thoughts about a man that you shouldn't have at this age!
Your thoughts are too dangerous!
Han Jun hurried to the refrigerator and found a can of Wahaha in the freezer. Holding the Wahaha, she asked Xu Qian, "Is this for me?"
Xu Qian nodded and asked her, "Do you like this?"
Han Jun unscrewed the cap and took a sip before saying, "I'm 17 years old, not 7 years old, and I don't like drinking dolls anymore."
"Then what do you like to drink?" Xu Qian paused the movements in his hands, looked at Han Jun with a serious attitude, "Tell me, next time you come over, I will buy it for you in advance."
Han Jun likes the term 'next time'.
She said: "I like to drink Anmuxi, blueberry flavor."
Xu Qian had a little impression of that stuff, but he had never drank it. He nodded and said, "I remember."
Han Jun went to the living room with Wahaha, Xu Qian hurriedly took out his mobile phone, opened his memo, and carefully recorded Han Jun's first favorite in the memo written "Record of Children's Favorites"—
Children like the blueberry flavored milk with Anmuxi.
Second watch tomorrow morning.
(end of this chapter)