At the door of his house, Xu Qian put the shopping bag on the ground and bent down to take out the key from the pocket of his suit pants.
The upright body is slightly bent at the waist, with a perky butt below the seductive waistline.
Suit pants, perky butt, long legs, each of them is a temptation that Han Jun should not bear at her age.
Han Jun didn't dare to look at him any longer and quickly looked away. He didn't know what he was thinking, and his ears turned slightly red.
Xu Qian had no idea that the child was already attracted by his figure. He opened the door, turned around and said to Han Jun, "You go in first. The slippers are in the shopping bag. I need to look for them."
After he finished speaking, Xu Qian noticed that Han Jun's face was a little red. He asked with concern, "What's wrong? Your face is so red."
Han Jun walked into the house carrying the things, saying as he walked, "It's red from the cold."
Xu Qian knew that Han Jun was lying. Her face was still fair and tender when she got on the car. It was not possible for her face to turn red from the cold just by taking the elevator.
This clearly shows that she is shy.
Xu Qian was a little puzzled. What did the child see when he came out of the elevator just now?
Han Jun put her things on the entrance corridor. She had just taken off her sneakers when Xu Qian, who was next to her, had already found a pair of slippers and handed them to her.
They were a pair of pink and purple plush slippers.
Han Jun stuffed his feet into the slippers and found that the size was just right.
Xu Qian moved all his things into the living room. As he packed up, he said to Han Jun, "You can take a look around my house. I'll get the snacks and ingredients ready first."
"good."
Xu Qian lives in a large flat-floor suite, decorated in an Italian-style, light-luxury, ceremonial style with no main lighting. The room is largely painted in high-end black, with warm yellow lighting providing the only warmth.
This decoration style unexpectedly fits Han Jun's aesthetic.
Han Jun only visited Xu Qian's living room and then sat down properly on the sofa, admiring Xu Qian's busy figure.
Xu Qian's hands were the most beautiful hands Han Jun had ever seen. His fingers were very slender, true comic hands.
That hand looked frail.
She couldn't imagine those hands using a scalpel to cut open a person's stomach and touch their heart, nor could she imagine him using his hands when dealing with evil spirits and demons.
Perhaps it was Han Jun's intense gaze that caught Xu Qian's attention. He closed the refrigerator door, leaned against the darkened panel, and looked at Han Jun. With a half-smile on his face, he asked her, "Little girl, what are you looking at?"
Xu Qian took off his coat, revealing a black suit with a white shirt underneath. The room was heated, so he unbuttoned his suit, revealing the white shirt and a slim-fitting black vest underneath.
The vest was tightly attached to the man's abdomen, his chest was straight and full of strength, and his flat abdomen must have hidden some beautiful muscles.
The belt pinches the man's waist, and the waistline and hip line are so stunning.
Han Jun was so fascinated by what she saw that he muttered without thinking, "Your butt is so pretty."
Xu Qian's smile froze for a moment.
By the time Xu Qian reached this age, some people had praised his face, his hands, his back, and his eyes. Perhaps someone had secretly praised his butt, but Han Jun was the first to say so to his face.
Xu Qian felt that the iced coffee in his hand seemed to be warming up.
He squeezed the coffee can tightly and told Han Jun: "No matter how beautiful it is, it's all yours."
Hearing this, Han Jun's face turned red.
She made an excuse: "I need to go to the bathroom."
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.
Xu Qian's bathroom was also decorated in a high-end black style, even the toilet was black and white. Han Jun sat on the toilet that Xu Qian had sat on, but the heat on her face could not be reduced.
Xu Qian is poisonous.
In the kitchen, Xu Qian bent his index finger slightly and opened the pull ring of his iced coffee. He tilted his head back and took a sip of the cold coffee, his restless heart gradually calming down.
When Han Jun came out of the bathroom, Xu Qian was already cooking.
He took off his suit jacket and stood in front of the counter wearing only a shirt and vest. His fingers, as slender as jade chopsticks, were holding a red cooking knife with a mermaid pattern and cutting fish fillets.
When Xu Qian was cooking, he would habitually roll up his shirt sleeves, revealing a fair arm. Although the arm was fair, it was not thin, and the muscles on the forearm were very tight.
This person's power must be very strong when he explodes.
Han Jun stood in the aisle, staring at the man's figure in a daze.
She found herself coveting Xu Qian's body, and she couldn't help but spit on herself.
Han Jun, you are only 17 years old. You can't have thoughts about a man that are not appropriate for your age!
Your ideas are too dangerous!
Han Jun quickly walked to the refrigerator and found a can of Wahaha in the freezer. Holding the can, she asked Xu Qian, "Is this for me?"
Xu Qian nodded and asked her, "Do you like drinking this?"
Han Jun unscrewed the lid and took a sip before saying, "I'm 17, not 7, and I don't like drinking Wa Wa anymore."
"So what do you like to drink?" Xu Qian paused what he was doing and tilted his head to look at Han Jun with a serious attitude. "Tell me, and next time you come over, I'll buy it for you in advance."
Han Jun likes the expression 'next time'.
She said, "I like to drink Amul, the blueberry flavor."
Xu Qian had some impression of the stuff, but he had never drunk it. He nodded and said, "I remember it."
Han Jun took the Wahaha to the living room. Xu Qian quickly took out his phone, opened his memo, and in the memo labeled "Children's Preferences", he carefully wrote down Han Jun's first preference -
Children like Amul blueberry flavored milk.
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