Xu Qian: “…”
Xu Qian suddenly said, "Little friend, come here."
Han Jun put down his chopsticks and walked over, confused. Xu Qian was sitting right above him, and Han Jun walked over to the seat to his left.
As soon as she sat down, she saw Xu Qian suddenly stand up, then lean over and kiss Han Jun on the lips.
There was still some oil on Han Jun's mouth, but he didn't mind it.
After being kissed, Han Jun immediately became obedient and quiet.
Xu Qian left her, staring at her blushing face, and told her, "If you say those words again, I'll kiss you."
Han Jun lowered her head, her face flushing rapidly, and soon two blushes appeared. Qian realized that the little girl looked cold, but actually blushed at the slightest provocation.
Xu Qian brought Han Jun's bowl over and placed it in front of her, saying, "Just sit next to me."
"...good."
Later, Han Jun didn't dare to speak, for fear of being punished if he said something wrong.
When the meal was almost over, Han Jun's cell phone in his pocket rang.
Her intuition told her that the call was from her parents.
Han Jun took out her phone and saw the caller ID read "Mom." She stole a glance at Xu Qian, who was eating elegantly and politely, as if he hadn't heard her phone ring.
Han Jun reminded Xu Qian: "It's my mother, don't make a sound."
Xu Qian had the illusion that he was an ugly freak and could not be discovered by his mother-in-law.
Han Jun answered the phone and called out calmly, "Mom."
Song Ci and Han Zhan were standing at the door of Han Jun's room in the hotel. They had just pressed the doorbell, but Han Jun didn't come to open the door. They reasonably suspected that Han Jun was not in the room.
Song Ci asked her, "Where are you? Your father and I are at the hotel where you are staying."
Han Jun secretly glanced at the young man sitting next to her. Feeling guilty, she spoke in a low voice, "I... am outside."
Song Ci asked again: "You are not with Miaomiao?"
"No, I'm having dinner with friends outside."
Han Zhan asked from the side: "Which family's friend?"
Han Jun felt that Han Zhan and Song Ci might have guessed the truth. She hesitated for a moment before saying, "Mom, Dad, Xu Qian and I are having dinner together."
Xu Qian finally looked up at Han Jun.
Song Ci was somewhat stunned, but Han Zhan's reaction was as if it was expected.
Han Zhan took Song Ci's cell phone, put it to his ear, and said to Han Jun: "Have you seen Xu Qian? I haven't seen that kid for many years, and Dad wants to see him too." He hasn't shown up for many years, and the next time he showed up, he was having dinner with his daughter. Why is this guy so annoying?
Before Han Jun could say anything, Xu Qian took the phone away. Xu Qian respectfully called out to the person on the other end of the phone, "Mr. Han."
Han Zhan was somewhat surprised. He didn't expect Xu Qian to be so direct and not subtle at all.
"Young Master Xu." Han Zhan's voice was calm and without emotion.
Xu Qian was not afraid at all.
Xu Qian told Han Zhan: "Mr. Han, Han Jun is having lunch with me. I will take her to the concert hall later. Please rest assured, Mr. Han."
"Don't worry?" Han Zhan's voice suddenly turned cold. He pointedly mocked Xu Qian, "How can I be at ease with you having dinner alone with my daughter? Master Xu, you really do great things quietly."
Han Zhan knew exactly what Xu Qian was thinking about Han Jun. He felt more at ease with Han Jun no matter who she was with, rather than with Xu Qian.
Xu Qian did not refute Han Zhan's words. After all, he did have other intentions towards Han Jun.
He's been wanting her for his whole life.
Xu Qian seemed not to understand Han Zhan's sarcasm. He said calmly, "Mr. Han, let's have dinner together tonight. I'll treat you."
Han Zhan: "Okay, we haven't seen each other for many years, let's have a good chat."
"good."
Han Jun saw Xu Qian hang up the phone. She frowned and said worriedly, "My dad will break your legs."
Xu Qian's expression was also very serious. He said, "Tell me, what should I wear to meet your parents?"
Each of them said his own thing.
Han Jun adopted a desperate attitude, held Xu Qian's beautiful and slender hand, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid, if he really wants to hit you, I will pull you away." Han Jun ran very fast, and her father couldn't catch up with her.
Xu Qian stared at his left hand, which was held by Han Jun, and a smile appeared in his eyes again. "Okay."
After dinner, Xu Qian washed the dishes and went back to his room to change clothes in preparation for the evening meeting. He attached great importance to the meeting and thought he should dress nicely to leave a good impression on his future parents-in-law.
He didn't have many clothes, and they were all pretty much the same style. Xu Qian stood in front of his wardrobe and started to worry. He called out to the living room, "Han Jun, come here."
Han Jun walked in.
The master bedroom is decorated in the same style as the living and dining room. The two-meter-wide tatami bed occupies one-third of the room. There is a circle of warm yellow light under the bed and a pure white blanket. It must be very comfortable to lie on it.
Noticing Han Jun looking at the bed, Xu Qian curled his lips and said, "No hurry, when you turn 20, the bed will be yours."
Han Jun pretended not to understand Xu Qian's hint.
"Help me choose an outfit."
Han Jun finally picked out a black turtleneck sweater and a peacock blue warm coat for Xu Qian. "Wear this. A suit is too formal."
Xu Qian followed Han Jun's advice and went into the cloakroom to change his clothes.
Xu Qian's skin was very fair, and his features were delicate and heroic. The peacock blue coat made him look even better. His naturally cherry-red lips were so beautiful that you just wanted to bite them.
Han Jun didn't dare to look any further.
Xu Qian stood at the door of the cloakroom, looking down and putting on his watch. Han Jun leaned against the bedside table, took out his cell phone and took a sneak shot of Xu Qian's profile.
Snap——
Hearing the sound of the camera being taken, Xu Qian and Han Jun both fell silent.
Xu Qian turned his head to Han Jun, who looked a little embarrassed, and said, "Little boy, if you want to take a picture of me, just tell me. There's no need to take a sneak shot."
Han Jun rarely takes photos, and she had forgotten that she had left the camera ring on her phone. Feeling somewhat embarrassed at being discovered, she quickly put her phone away, pretending nothing had happened, and quickly left the master bedroom.
When Xu Qian came out of the master bedroom, Han Jun was still drinking Wahaha. There was a little white milk foam on the corner of her mouth, but she didn't know it. Xu Qian walked over, lifted one leg and placed it next to Han Jun's leg. He bent down and carefully and gently wiped the milk foam off her with his fingertips.
Han Jun didn't dare to move.
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