The young master followed Han Xiao comfortably, squinting his eyes and said softly, "My husband, I suddenly feel so happy."
Han Xiao couldn't help but laugh when he heard the young master's emotion: "Really? I feel very happy too."
"Hehe, right? It's the same as getting married, but it seems that everyone is different. My husband, do you think I am particularly lucky to meet such a good husband?" The young master stepped forward and hugged Han Xiao's arm, then put his little face against it.
Han Xiao's heart softened as he stroked the young master's smooth hair: "It's my luck to meet Ruanruan. God must have loved Ruanruan too much to let me meet him."
The young master smiled so hard that his eyes curved, and his eyes were full of admiration when he looked at Han Xiao.
"My husband is so nice. I like him so much. I want to be with him for the rest of my life and marry him in the next life or the next." The young master said to Han Xiao seriously with his bright little face raised.
"Well, when we die, let's be buried together. That way, we can be together for the rest of our lives."
The young master was so happy that he started jumping up and down holding Han Xiao's hand.
"Then let's make a pinky promise. Han Xiao, you can't lie to me." The young master stretched out his white and tender little finger.
Han Xiao covered it with his big hand: "Hook."
After the two of them childishly made a pinky promise, the young master cheered loudly, and Chuyi and Shiwu followed behind him, which was really unbearable to watch.
Don't you two notice that people around you are looking at you like idiots?
However, Han Xiao didn't mind other people's eyes at all. What did it have to do with others if he was being intimate with his husband?
He strolled slowly all the way back to Han's house, said hello to Han Mingyuan first, and then went to Han's mother's yard to pick up Xiaobai.
When Xing Yi came back, she brought Xiaobai back with her. Xiaobai hadn't seen the young master and Han Xiao for a long time, so he started to tear the house apart in dissatisfaction.
The room prepared for Xiaobai was already a mess. Han Xiao looked at the situation in the room for a long time without saying a word.
He knew that dogs could destroy a house, but didn't he expect tigers to do the same? Looking at Xiaobai's innocent eyes, Han Xiao seemed to see a young master who had caused trouble and was feeling guilty. His anger was gone.
He could only sigh and resign himself to his fate before sending someone to clean up the mess.
Xiaobai ran towards Han Xiao and the young master, wagging his tail. The young master bent down, hugged the noisy Xiaobai, and kissed him hard several times: "Xiaobai, Xiaobai, I missed you so much."
Mother Han also came over with Han Yuer by her hand. Looking at Han Xiao and the young master who had returned, she said softly, "Are you back? Are your in-laws okay? Have you two eaten yet?"
The young master held Xiaobai in his arms and said, "Mother, my husband and I have already eaten at Yipinlou, and I brought some back for you. Please send it to me on the first day of the new year."
"Yes, young master." Chuyi picked up the lunch box and handed it to Huangli, the maid behind Han's mother.
Little Yu'er also stood on tiptoe curiously to take a look: "Sister-in-law, what did you bring? Did you bring anything for Yu'er?"
"There's some for Yu'er too. I brought some delicious lychee jelly for her." The young master likes children very much. When he first married into the Han family, he became close friends with Han Yu'er and Han Que, so the two get along very harmoniously.
When he heard there was litchi jelly, Yuer clapped his hands happily and asked Huangli to show it to him.
Han Xiao picked up Han Yuer and asked, "Mom, where's Dad?"
Han's mother looked at him gently and said, "Your father is teaching Han Que to write big characters. He was very naughty in school and irritated the teacher."
Han Xiao was speechless. His father, Han Mingyuan, had been a child prodigy since childhood, but he didn't expect that his two sons would be less promising than the other.
Not to mention Han Xiao, I didn’t expect that Han Que, who had always been with Han Mingyuan, was not a good student. Could it be that both brothers took after their mother Han?
Those who don't plan to go to the study to cause trouble for Han Mingyuan can only rub their noses and secretly say that Han Que is on his own, and that the soft and cute Han Yuer is well-behaved and obedient.
After bringing Han Yuer back to play with the young master, Han Xiao went to the study to deal with the accumulated matters.
Although he doesn't have to worry about most things, there are some things that cannot be done without him.
I was busy from the afternoon until the evening. I rubbed my eyes and looked out the window. It was getting dark and the dark clouds in the sky were getting thicker. I could imagine that there would definitely be a heavy rain tonight.
Stretching, Han Xiao decided to deal with the rest tomorrow. He would go and see what the young master was doing.
When I walked into the room, Chuyi and Shiwu were moving the flower pots under the corridor. The flowers in the pots were in full bloom, and it would be a pity if they were damaged by the rain.
Han Xiao paused, reached out and picked the most beautiful one. Chuyi was heartbroken and wanted to stop Han Xiao, but he was still a step too late. He could only watch Han Xiao pick the flower.
Looking at the flowers in his hand, Han Xiao raised the corners of his mouth and pushed open the door and walked in.
As soon as I entered the room, I saw three little cuties lying on the bed.
Han Yuer rested her legs on the young master's chest, and Xiaobai curled up in the young master's arms.
The young master had already been buried by the two of them, but seeing that the three little ones were sleeping soundly, Han Xiao stepped forward and pulled Han Yuer down and put her aside.
Then I picked up Xiaobai as well. As Xiaobai grew bigger and bigger, the whole bed would probably not be able to fit it.
When he was tidying up the young master's clothes, his eyes moved and then he opened his eyes and saw Han Xiao's big face.
"Husband, are you done with your work?" The young master, who had just woken up, had a soft and slightly hoarse voice.
Han Xiao picked up the young master and said, "Well, we're done. Look what this is."
The young master took the flower in Han Xiao's hand and said sweetly, "It's really beautiful."
Then she took the initiative to kiss Han Xiao on the lips.
Tidy up the clothes for the young master and go downstairs to have dinner with Han Mingyuan and the others.
The young master played with the flowers given by Han Xiao lovingly and whispered to Han Xiao.
Han Yuer also woke up with a groan, but he was still young and started sobbing and looking for his mother as soon as he woke up.
Han Xiao picked him up and said to the young master, "Let's go, Ruanruan, let's go find our parents first."
The young master nodded obediently, then solemnly instructed Chuyi to protect his flowers.
Chuyi took it speechlessly. Han Xiao was really good at using someone else's talent to pay tribute to Buddha.
When I went out and walked in the corridor, I heard bursts of thunder in the sky. It seemed that the heavy rain was coming soon.
Han Yuer stopped crying and looked curiously at the thick clouds in the sky and asked, "Brother, it's going to rain."
"Yes, Yu'er, am I afraid of thunder?"
Little Yu'er shyly lay on Han Xiao's shoulder: "Yu'er is not afraid. Mother said that Yu'er is the bravest."
Listening to Han Yuer's childish words, Han Xiaoxiao smiled softly: "What about Ruanruan? Is she afraid of thunder?"
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