Chapter 245: The Republic of China: Actor's Love (17)
Ash said it seriously.
He looked serious, with his lips tightly pursed, and one hand holding Han Sheng's hand, looking like someone who was not easy to bully.
The troupe owner held the purse in his hand and said, "Miss, Hansheng grew up in Lianchun Garden since he was a child. He may not be able to leave here..."
When Han Sheng heard this, he raised his eyes slightly with a cold look.
He knew too much about Lianchun Garden, so how could the boss let him go?
Chunhong stared at Hansheng and said delicately, "Why not... ask Hansheng for his opinion? I think Hansheng must be reluctant to leave..."
Chunhong smiled and gave Hansheng a threatening look.
Ah Si shook his head firmly, "Don't ask Han Sheng, I will take Han Sheng away today, otherwise..."
She snorted twice and threatened: "From now on, there will be no Lianchun Garden in Beijiang anymore."
The momentum was so great that it immediately stunned the class owner and the others.
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it mizzles.
Asi held Hansheng's hand with one hand and held an oil-paper umbrella with the other.
"Hansheng, are you hungry?"
She stopped, moved slightly closer, squatted down and looked at Han Sheng.
Han Sheng saw his own expression in Asi's eyes. He pursed his lips and whispered, "I'm not hungry."
Ah Si: "I bought some jujube paste pastry for you, but I lost it. How about we go and queue up now?"
The tone used was inquiring. Han Sheng hadn't heard anyone talk to him like this for a long time.
A soft voice and he looked away.
He hummed softly.
Ah Si suddenly laughed, even his eyes were illuminated.
Layer upon layer, very dazzling.
Even the hand holding Han Sheng was very warm, little by little, as if it was going to warm his entire body and all his internal organs.
Asi first took Hansheng to Huichun Hall.
After bandaging his wounds, we went to Jiahe Pastry Shop.
Because of the shooting in the morning, there were not many people on the street next to the Jiahe Bakery.
So Asi quickly bought several bags of pastries.
Smell the fragrance.
Han Sheng's stomach suddenly started to rumble.
He lowered his eyes, a trace of embarrassment passing across his pale face.
Suddenly, a piece of fragrant and crispy date paste cake was passed to my mouth.
Han Sheng raised his eyes.
Asi: "Open your mouth."
He only dared to take a small bite, but his dark eyes were fixed on Asi.
She took another piece from it and stuffed the whole thing into her mouth.
Her fair cheeks were puffed up, perhaps because of the sweetness, her dark eyes suddenly narrowed with full satisfaction.
Han Sheng quietly licked the crumbs on the corner of his mouth.
Suddenly I thought of this jujube paste pastry.
It’s really delicious.
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Asi brought Hansheng to the house in the bamboo forest.
She had been quietly observing Han Sheng's expression.
Sure enough, he showed a hint of surprise, but it was quickly concealed.
"Hmm..." Ah Si brought Han Sheng to the black cat's grave and said something nonsensical: "I used to have a black cat named Heihei. It died one day. I saw you buried it here, so I built the house here too."
Han Sheng was slightly stunned and whispered, "Did you raise the black cat?"
Ah Si rubbed Han Sheng's head and said softly, "Call Ah Si Sister."
Han Sheng lowered his eyes, his emotions unclear.
"Sister Asi."
Ah Si smiled with satisfaction and continued, "It's true that I raised Heihei, but he always runs outside. That's why I went to Lianchun Garden to find you because..."
Han Sheng looked over and saw that Ah Si had a serious look on his face.
The black eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of hazy smoke, and the eyelashes were slightly curled and blinking.
She whispered, "So, I came to you to repay you."
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