Han Xiao turned over to face the young master and pinched his chattering mouth: "Ruanruan, do you want to sleep? If not, let's do some exercise."
Hearing about exercising, the young master immediately shut his mouth, silently shrank himself down a few centimeters, and then said softly: "I... I'm just curious."
"Curious? Why do I feel like Ruanruan wants to get to know her better?" Han Xiao narrowed his eyes as he stared at the young master.
Han Xiao had been listening to the young master talking about the woman in red for the entire afternoon.
No matter how magnanimous Han Xiao was, he would still feel jealous for a while after hearing the name of another woman from the young master's mouth.
The young master sensitively felt that something was wrong with Han Xiao, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He could only hug Han Xiao's thin waist with a flattering smile, and touch Han Xiao's abdominal muscles by the way.
"Okay, okay, I won't say any more. Let's go to bed!"
After saying that, she buried herself in Han Xiao's chest and began to snore softly.
Han Xiao hugged the young master tighter and closed his eyes.
As the New Year draws closer, the Han family starts to get busy. None of this has anything to do with Han Xiao, as it's all handled by Han's mother.
Now Han's mother is managing the household more and more smoothly, and she has long lost the cowardly and incompetent look she had in the past.
Han Mingyuan is working hard for their family, and she can't fall behind. At least she can let Han Mingyuan concentrate on his studies.
Seeing that the yard became more and more festive day by day, the young master was very happy.
Pulling Han Xiao to build snowmen and various small animals in the yard every day?
However, every time the young master went out, Han Xiao would wrap him up like a ball.
Every time the young master wanted to protest, he was blocked by Han Xiao.
After a long time, the young master realized that he could not resist Han Xiao's "violence" and stopped making trouble.
It's just not very convenient to move around.
Han Xiao drank tea comfortably, watching the young master, Chuyi and Shiwu playing with Xiaobai in the yard, and felt that this kind of life was simply too comfortable.
But the comfortable life did not last long. Before Han Xiao could lie down for a while, Xing Yi came in with more people.
"Master, the Zhang family just came to deliver the invitation."
Han Xiao frowned. They were on the verge of a falling out with the Zhang family, so why would they send him an invitation?
"What invitation?"
Xing Yi casually pulled out the invitation from his bosom: "The eldest son of the Zhang family is getting married... Young Master, you should take a look at it."
Han Xiao took it and casually opened it, which showed the names of the two newcomers.
"Zhang Shaoqi, He Xiangdi, it's actually them?"
Han Xiao knew that the two of them were engaged, but he didn't expect that they would get married at this time.
Han Xiao still remembered what happened at the Spring Banquet. He had no interest in their marriage, but since the invitation had been sent, it would not be appropriate not to go.
Han Xiao sneered and threw the invitation on the table: "The weasel is paying New Year's greetings to the chicken, it has no good intentions. Since the invitation has been delivered, let's go."
He stood up and walked to the bedside. Although his tone was normal, Xing Yi heard a hint of murderous intent in it.
"Yes, Master. I'll go get ready."
Xing Yi prepared to retreat.
Suddenly, Han Xiao seemed to remember something and called out to Xing Yi: "By the way, how's things going at the farm?"
Han Xiao hasn't checked it out since he came back from the farm last time.
Xing Yi's expression changed for a moment, and then he became serious. "Everything is normal now. The Third Young Master listened to the Young Master and planned to start construction in the spring, but we have encountered some problems."
Xing Yi hesitated whether to tell Han Xiao.
Han Xiao turned around and frowned: "Problem? What problem? Is it not going smoothly?"
"That's not the case. It's just that someone wants to have a piece of the pie. But luckily, there is Mr. Qinghe."
Han Xiao knew exactly who wanted to intervene, so he didn't ask any further and let Xing Yi leave.
When the young master saw Xing Yi leave, he felt a little tired, so he took off his heavy cloak and returned to his room.
Seeing that Han Xiao was thinking about something, the young master smiled mischievously and secretly grabbed a handful of snow and tried to stuff it into Han Xiao's collar.
Han Xiao had noticed the young master's sneaky actions a long time ago, but he didn't expose him. Just when the young master was about to take action, Han Xiao turned around and grabbed the young master's hand?
Touching the young master's cold little hand, Han Xiao frowned and said, "Why are your hands so cold? Where is your cloak?"
Seeing that he was discovered, the young master stuck out his tongue and said a little embarrassedly: "It's okay, I'm not cold, my hands are cold because I just grabbed the snow, look."
As he spoke, he spread out his hands and showed the snow in his palms to Han Xiao. There was a charcoal brazier in the room, and with the warmth from the young master's palms, the snow quickly melted into water and flowed down the young master's palms.
The young master looked at his palm in disappointment. He hadn't done anything bad yet, so why did it melt?
Han Xiao sighed, pulled the young master to the charcoal brazier, and warmed his hands. Soon the cold little hands warmed up.
Gently patting the young master's palm, Han Xiao said softly, "Do you want to play in the snow next time?"
The young master had an unconvinced look on his face and shouted loudly: "Yes, I want to play in the snow. Playing in the snow is fun."
After saying this, he felt confident and even secretly glanced at Han Xiao several times.
Han Xiao was not angry. He just changed the young master's clothes that were wet from playing in the snow. "Okay, let's play again next time, but I won't take you out."
Hearing that they were going out, the young master's ears stood up, and he didn't care about his clothes anymore, and hugged Han Xiao's waist affectionately: "Hey, husband, are we going out to play? Where are we going?"
This time it looks completely different from the small cannonball just now.
Han Xiao was amused by the young master's quick change of expression. He pinched the young master's fair cheek and said, "You heartless little thing, why are you so well behaved when it comes to going out to play?"
"Hehe, I haven't been out for a long time, so tell me where we are going to play?" The young master was not angry when his cheek was pinched, and he even moved his bright little face closer.
Han Xiao hugged the young master, carefully avoiding his belly, and sat down on the soft couch by the window before saying, "He Xiangdi is also in the capital. He is getting married to Zhang Shaoqi and has invited us."
When the young master heard that it was them, he immediately lost interest. He hated He Xiangdi and didn't want to attend their wedding!
Besides, Zhang Shaoqi is not a good guy either. He even wants to kill me. What a bad guy!
Sensing that the young master was getting depressed, Han Xiao smiled maliciously: "Don't you want to watch the fun?"
The young master shook his head. He didn't want to be part of He Xiangdi's excitement at all.
Seeing this, Han Xiao did not try to persuade him anymore. He just wanted to give the man a taste of his own medicine. He had to go to this wedding. At least he had to vent the young master's anger, right?
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