Han Jun hesitated for a moment, then took off her hairband and glasses.
The girl's face was as white as porcelain, her features delicate and beautiful, each one as if carved by God himself. Her long hair draped over her, softening her coldness a bit, made her look surprisingly well-behaved as she sat under the light.
Xu Qian looked at her deeply and said meaningfully, "You should tie your hair up when you're in school. It's inconvenient to read and write with your hair down."
Han Jun saw through his thoughts, "You're afraid that people will see me with my hair down, and that someone will chase me."
Xu Qian was silent for a moment before answering truthfully, "I really don't like other people staring at you, especially boys."
Han Jun nodded, neither saying yes nor no, but Xu Qian knew that she agreed.
Xu Qian placed his phone far away and pointed the camera at him.
He took out the Guiyi Sword, held it in his arms and sat behind a table, gently wiping the blade of the Sword with a white soft cloth.
The hands that had held the scalpel were now holding a slender, cold sword. The picture was indescribably domineering.
Han Jun stared at the sword in Xu Qian's hand, his eyes gradually became lost and he was dazed for a moment.
Han Jun's heart suddenly began to ache. It was a slight pain at first, but soon it became strong and intense.
Han Jun subconsciously tightened her grip on her pen and looked away from the screen. Only then did she hear Xu Qian ask, "Why aren't you letting me go to the concert tomorrow?"
After asking the question, Xu Qian didn't hear Han Jun's answer, so he looked up at the phone screen in confusion.
Xu Qian noticed that Han Jun looked a little painful, and he was a little worried about her. "Han Jun, are you feeling unwell?"
Han Jun pointed at the screen and said, "Can you put the sword away?"
Xu Qian thoughtfully sheathed the Guiyi sword, stood up, and placed it horizontally on the Lanqi (a weapon rack). Xu Qian returned to the table and sat down. Seeing that Han Jun seemed to be more relaxed, he asked speculatively, "Is it Guiyi that makes you uncomfortable?"
Han Jun shook his head and said, "I'm timid and afraid of swords."
Xu Qian felt like he had heard a cold joke.
Although he had not appeared in front of Han Jun in these years, every move of the second lady of the Han family was heard by him through the mouths of others.
He knew that Han Jun was skilled in horseback riding and archery, proficient in various cold weapons, and was a Taekwondo champion. If she was said to be timid and afraid of swords, Xu Qian would not believe it.
Han Jun knew from Xu Qian's expression that he didn't believe her lies. She put down her pen and told the truth, "When I saw Gui Yijian, my heart ached. It hurt for no apparent reason."
Xu Qian's expression changed slightly, and he decided not to use that sword in front of Han Jun again. "I remember."
Han Jun suddenly said, "My parents are coming to the concert tomorrow too."
"Are you afraid they'll see me?" Xu Qian's eyes were filled with teasing. "Am I really that incompetent?"
Han Jun's ears turned red, and he lowered his head and said, "I, I'm not ready."
Xu Qian looked at her deeply before saying, "I'm off tomorrow morning. Do you want to come to my house and 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 held his forehead and shook his head, laughing, "Little friend, if you hadn't mentioned 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 touched her nose and explained, "Generally speaking, when a guy asks a girl, 'Would you like to go upstairs for a cup of tea?', 'Would you like to visit my house?', 'I'll be home alone tomorrow?', it's basically an invitation to have sex."
Xu Qian showed a humble expression of being taught, "Thank you for your advice. Miss Han Jun knows a lot."
Han Jun's face turned even redder when Xu Qian teased her.
She is an icy beauty, but with her blushing face, she looks quite beautiful.
Xu Qian didn't dare to look any further. He went to pour tea to distract himself and said, "I want to take you to visit my home and see where I live."
"good."
After finishing the business, none of them suggested hanging up the video.
After looking at each other for a moment, Xu Qian said, "You do the questions, and I'll read."
Han Jun nodded, picked up his pen again and started working on the questions. Before he finished reading the questions, he looked up and asked Xu Qian, "Aren't you going out to take on some work tonight?"
When Han Jun asked this question, she and Xu Qian were both dumbfounded.
Xu Qian smiled again, and when he did, his whole person became lively and gentle. Xu Qian said, "The way you said that makes me feel like a duck waiting for work in the club. It's time to go out and get some work."
Han Jun's cheeks flushed, and she explained in a low voice, "That's not what I meant."
Xu Qian's smile faded a little, and he explained, "A Heavenly Master of my caliber is not something most people can afford."
As the young master of the Xu family and the most powerful Taoist priest in the Xu family in the past hundred years, Xu Qian is really not something that ordinary people can afford to hire.
Those who are willing to spend a lot of money to invite him out of retirement must have encountered a real disaster.
The person who asked him to catch ghosts last night was a wealthy man in the imperial capital. He had done something bad in his early years and there was a ghost mother hiding in his home. The ghost mother made his family restless, so he had no choice but to spend a lot of money to ask Xu Qian to catch ghosts.
Han Jun nodded and said, "I understand."
Xu Qian hadn't gotten a good night's rest last night, trying to pray for the ghost mother's soul to rest. After reading for a while, he felt sleepy. Just as he was about to end the video call, he heard the doorbell ring from Han Jun's end.
Han Jun was working on the questions seriously and didn't react.
Xu Qian reminded her: "Little friend, the doorbell rang."
Han Jun put down his pen and said, "I'll go take a look."
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