The female CEO is busy with work and needs to work and socialize every day. Before the evening break, she has to listen to international news and do skin care at the same time.
Han Jun, who had been working all day, was quite tired. She was lying on the nursing bed with only a pure white bath towel covering her body.
The slender beautician washed his hands and was rubbing Han Jun's tired body with those delicate hands. The beautician's fingers are very soft, but they are strong. Under her massage, Han Jun gradually relaxes. With this relaxation, the exhaustion is overwhelmed.
Gradually, the voice of the announcer in the news began to become blurred.
Just when Han Jun was about to fall asleep, the mobile phone on the side table rang. It was Han Jun's personal cell phone that rang. No matter how busy or late, as long as this cell phone rang, Han Jun would answer it immediately.
When Han Jun heard the ringtone, he opened his eyes, his eyes were full of wisdom and sharpness that couldn't be hidden.
When the beautician saw it, he quickly stopped what he was doing, picked up the mobile phone respectfully, and handed it to Han Jun. Han Jun squinted at the other party, and then stretched out her slender index finger and middle finger, like pinching a cigarette, to pinch the mobile phone.
Seeing the name of 'Brother', Han Jun quickly connected to the phone, "Brother."
The beautician saw that the sharpness and indifference in Han Jun's eyes instantly turned into tenderness. After she guessed the identity of the other party, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Han Jun is her top VIP customer service. She can support the entire beauty salon by herself. Similarly, Han Jun is also the most difficult customer for her to deal with. Every time she served Han Jun, the beautician had to work hard for fear of offending the customer.
Because he is so good at observing words and expressions, the beautician knows that this difficult master will only show the tenderness and tenderness of ordinary women when facing her fiancé.
Han Jun's cold voice sounded in the spacious and quiet lounge. "Come to Wangdong? I'm at home, of course in a house where I live alone. Do you want to come over?"
"Okay, I'll wait for you to come over."
After Han Jun took over the company, she moved out. The place where she lives alone is very close to Yulong Building. It only takes 15 minutes by car, which is much closer than Yulong Mountain. Han Miao still lives at home, but she lives with Li Ao in the half-mountain villa most of the time, but as long as she comes back to Dongcheng after school, she always stays with Han Jun for a few years, eating and drinking without any pressure.
After Han Jun hung up the phone, she said to the beautician, "Continue."
"Okay, Mr. Han."
The beautician took out the mud mask, applied the mask on Han Jun, and then continued to massage and maintain her abdomen and chest. After a while, the sound of rolling wheels came from downstairs, and soon the sound of the car stopped.
The beautician pricked up his ears, vaguely hearing the opening and closing of the car door. The beautician took a peek at the woman under her, and noticed that Han Jun's ears had also moved. She looked away and continued to care for Han Jun's legs.
Soon there was the sound of steady footsteps approaching from outside. Immediately afterwards, the man pushed open the door of the lounge without saying hello.
The beautician didn't dare to look back, but heard a charming male voice behind her, and the visitor said, "President Xiao Han, are you sure you want to greet me in such a grand way?"
After taking over Zeus International from Han Jun, Han Jun was successfully promoted from "Little Friend" to "Xiao Han Boss" at Xu Qian's place.
Xiao Han always asked the beautician: "How long will it take?"
This is to drive her away.
"It will be ready soon." The beautician washed Han Jun's face clean, applied skin care products, and then tidied up his things neatly. After saying that he would see you tomorrow, he left with his equipment. During the whole process, Xu Qian did not leave and sat on the sofa beside him.
Han Jun opened her eyes and saw the white Tang suit on Xu Qian's body and the pair of shabby rag shoes, she immediately frowned and said in disgust, "Ugly."
Xu Qian stood up immediately, and stripped off his Tang suit jacket in front of Han Jun, revealing his hardcover upper body. He asked Han Jun: "Which dress do you like me to wear?"
Han Jun got up while fastening the towel.
She sat by the bed, shaking her long legs hanging by the bed, and said to Xu Qian: "There is a light blue casual shirt on the hanger in the third row from the left in the cloakroom, and a black suit on the trouser rack." Pants and shoes, choose by yourself."
"good."
Xu Qian went to the locker room familiarly, and found the clothes in the third row that Han Jun mentioned, and changed into them. As soon as he buttoned his trousers, he heard a sound of slippers being tapped.
It was Han Jun who came in.
Han Jun walked into the dressing room and went directly to the women's clothing area.
Xu Qian stood at the door of the locker room and waited for a while, when he heard footsteps in high heels, he looked up towards the door of the locker room, and saw Han Jun standing there in a dark purple dress with a halter neck and waist.
The hem of the skirt was very long, almost reaching the ground, and a long straight and slender leg was exposed from the high slit skirt. Her skin is snow-white, and her fair and delicate body is wrapped in dark purple cloth, which is so beautiful that it shocks people's sight.
Xu Qian forced himself to move his eyes away, and walked towards the living room downstairs, and Han Jun followed behind him step by step.
Going down the stairs, after a few steps, Xu Qian heard Han Jun say, "Brother, my heels are too high."
Xu Qian stopped, turned around, and looked at the graceful and glamorous woman standing on the landing. Resigned to his fate, he turned around and walked to Han Jun, bent down to hold Han Jun in his arms, and carried her down the stairs.
While walking, he asked, "Why are you wearing such high-heeled shoes at home?"
Han Jun put her arms around his neck and said frankly, "Of course it's for you to see."
Xu Qian put her on the clean and spotless floor of the living room. He stretched out a beautiful index finger, tapped Han Jun's forehead, and said with a smile, "In my eyes, you look good no matter what you wear. Don't be hurt next time." This crime."
"That can't be done."
Han Jun will grab Xu Qian's wrist, put his hands on his waist, move close to Xu Qian, and whisper into Xu Qian's ear, saying: "You haven't seen me for a month, If I don't dress up better, how can I keep you?"
Han Jun in his arms is no longer a child, but his fiancée. His father, Xu Yan, had passed away in the summer of the year before last. Before his death, Xu Yan and his wife took their son and the dowry to the Han family, and discussed with Han Zhan about the marriage of the two children.
Their wedding date has already been set, and just a week later, Xu Qian came to Wangdong City this time to take Han Jun to get the certificate.
Xu Qian tightened his arms, bowed his head and kissed Han Jun's cheek, then pushed Han Jun away, saying, "I haven't eaten all day."
"What are you up to?" Han Jun walked towards the kitchen while talking. She took out a lot of food from the refrigerator in the kitchen, all of which were prepared by the chef of the Han family, and they only needed to be warmed up to eat.
Seeing that Han Jun was dressed grandly and beautifully as if attending a party, Xu Qian couldn't understand her busy standing in front of the stove, so she drove Han Jun out of the kitchen and heated up the dishes by herself.
Hot food, the two chatted while eating.
Xu Qian told Han Jun that the evil spirit had set up a six-star formation in Wangdong City. After hearing this, Han Jun also showed a worried expression.
She personally sealed the evil spirit in Xu Qian's eyes back then. To Qu Jinghong in his heyday, the evil spirit was nothing to fear. , was taken advantage of by that evil spirit.
At that time, Yan Qingqiu's cultivation was not very strong, in order to seal the evil spirit, Yan Qingqiu was desperate. Later, Yan Qingqiu became stronger and became the number one cultivator in Aosheng Continent. When he could no longer find his opponent, the evil spirit had already been reincarnated with Xu Qian's soul and went to Planet Earth.
Now that Xu Qian has been reincarnated thirteen times, his ability belonging to Qu Jinghong is getting weaker and weaker. He is no match for the recovered evil spirit.
unless
Unless she does it herself!
Han Jun's current soul has not been fully fused, and her soul fragments were collected by Yan Qingxiu and put in the soul storage device. If she can fuse her soul, she will definitely be able to restore her mana at its peak!
Although bound by the protection laws of world civilization, her magic power will not be too strong, but it should be more than enough to deal with an evil spirit.
Xu Qian was very hungry and was concentrating on eating. Han Jun stared at Xu Qian's handsome appearance, and his heart suddenly ached. This is Xu Qian's thirteenth life. If he cannot be brought back to the Aosheng Continent in this life, then he will completely disappear from this world.
That was a result that Han Jun could never accept!
Han Jun put down her chopsticks suddenly and said to Xu Qian, "I will rest tomorrow morning."
Hearing this, a smile appeared on Xu Qian's face. He wiped his mouth, pressed the bottom of the goblet with his fingertips and pushed it on the table, licked his lips, and was about to say something when he heard Han Jun say, "Tomorrow morning, let's go Get your marriage certificate."
A look of astonishment appeared on Xu Qian's face.
Han Jun saw it, raised her eyebrows and asked, "What? You don't want to?"
Xu Qian shook his head and laughed, he put his hand on his forehead and sighed: "What a coincidence, that's what I wanted to say just now."
Hearing this, there was a smile in Han Jun's eyes.
When Han Jun said that she was going to get the certificate, she meant it seriously. After eating, she called Song Ci immediately and asked Song Ci to send her the household registration book tomorrow morning. She wanted to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau with Xu Qian to get a marriage certificate.
When Song Ci heard about this, she was both happy and melancholy.
The next day, Song Ci personally came to the door with her account book and a pink dress. When she arrived, Xu Qian had already woken up and was making breakfast, while Han Jun was practicing shooting in the basement downstairs.
Song Ci went to the basement and snatched the gun from Han Jun's hand. She said, "Why do you shoot when you get the license today! Let's go and go back to the house with my mother to change clothes. Getting the license is the most important day in your life. You can get it." Dress festively."
"Later, you and Xu Qian will take ID photos. This ID photo will stay with you for the rest of your life, and your children and grandchildren will see it in the future. You can only look beautiful if you dress up beautifully."
Han Jun was dragged into the elevator by Song Ci. After listening to Song Ci's words, Han Jun complained silently. She said, "Mom, the photo of your marriage certificate with your father seems to be P's."
Song Ci: "."
Song Ci glared at Han Jun flirtatiously, and then said: "At that time, my neck was injured, and it doesn't look good to take pictures with a collar on. I can only P photos."
Han Jun seemed to smile.
Song Ci saw it, her expression became serious, and she asked Han Jun, "Are you kidding me?"
Han Jun immediately pursed her lips and shook her head, "No, I dare not, and I won't."
Song Ci looked at her suspiciously.
But soon, Song Ci was happy again, and she asked Han Jun to change into a new skirt. Han Jun put on that pink dress and stood in front of Song Ci, she was really more beautiful than peach blossoms.
Song Ci looked at her with satisfaction for a long time before standing in front of the dressing table and beckoning to Han Jun: "Come and sit down, mom will make up for you."
Han Jun sat down obediently and asked Song Ci to put on her makeup.
Song Ci's makeup skills are top-notch, and Han Jun's skin is well maintained. After putting on makeup, her complexion is rosy and rosy. The ID photo can only be done with light makeup, but Han Jun is already glamorous, and the light makeup also makes her more attractive.
When Xu Qian saw Han Jun, he couldn't help but praise her for her beauty.
Hearing Xu Qian's praise, Han Jun smiled.
Song Ci personally sent Xu Qian and Han Jun to the Civil Affairs Bureau, where the two children had their photos taken, filled out some documents, and received their marriage certificates.
After receiving the marriage certificate from the staff, Xu Qian and Han Jun were silent for a while. After a while, Han Jun handed over her marriage certificate to Xu Qian, and she said, "Qu Jinghong, I hope you will forgive me from generation to generation."
When Xu Qian heard the name of 'Qu Jinghong', his expression was slightly moved. Xu Qian carefully took the certificate in Han Jun's hand, and gave her his marriage certificate. He stared at Han Jun's flushed cheeks, and said softly, "Ah Qiu, I will accompany you forever and ever."
Song Ci stood beside the car with a camera in his hand, and shouted to the two young men, "Look here, I'll take a picture for you and post it on Moments."
Xu Qian and Han Jun turned around obediently, facing the camera, forced to show awkward but polite smiles.
Han Zhan was sitting in another car. He lowered the window and saw the two young men standing in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau holding their marriage certificates and asked Song Ci to take pictures of them. His heart felt sour.
He pressed his eyes, and said to Bei Zhan beside him, "It's not a pig that stole my Chinese cabbage, but a handsome and mighty lion. Should I not be angry?"
Bei Zhan pressed Han Zhan's shoulder, and sighed: "You planted the Chinese cabbage yourself. No matter what kind of thing has pushed it, it has been pushed. It's okay to get angry."
Han Zhan stared at the two young men and cursed angrily, "Little bastard, you deserve to be happy forever!"
(end of this chapter)