Chapter 486

Han Jun's body is stiff, and she does not blink at Junyan, who is close at hand. Her lips are hot when she is rubbed by Xu Qian's fingers, like eating Chaotian pepper.

Xu Qian is aware of Han Jun's nervousness and the desire of this action. He quickly takes his hand away and sits down beside Han Jun with a natural look.

Han Jun stealthily bites her hot lips and feels it's necessary to say something.

She turned her head to stare at Xu Qian and said, "don't treat me like this in the future. I will think you are seducing me." Feeling that this was not a deterrent, he added: "if you seduce minors, if I leave evidence, I can sue you to jail at any time."

Xu Qian was so afraid of going to jail ~

Xu Qian raised his hands and apologized, "sorry, I was rude just now." But soon he said, "but you have to learn to accept and adapt. After all, I will do more to you in the future."

Han Jun's ears are redder.

After sitting in silence for a while, the heat on Han Jun's face finally faded.

Having dinner with Han Zhan in the evening means that Xu qian can't be on duty tonight.

Xu Qian took out his mobile phone and called his colleagues to adjust shifts.

After he hung up the phone, he stared at the screen picture of his mobile phone, and suddenly said, "let's take a picture."

When Xu Qian was studying, he lived in the dormitory. When his brothers fell in love, they would be coerced by their girlfriends to take group photos and make mobile phone screen savers.

Xu Qian has never been in love, but he has observed the details of other people's love.

He believes that it is a necessary part of love to use a couple's photo as a mobile phone screen saver.

"Good." Han Jun is very happy in her heart, but she still doesn't have a smile on her face. She looks matchless.

Xu Qian's long arm goes around Han Jun's shoulder and puts one hand around her shoulder. The two take a very serious picture of the camera. He opened the album, looked at the photos for a moment, and then said to Han Jun, "you didn't even smile when you took photos."

Han Jun tugs at the corners of her mouth, revealing eight white teeth. She is totally forced to open business.

Xu Qian stares at Han Jun's smiling face and shakes his head again. "Well, don't laugh. You'll be scared to cry when you laugh."

Han Jun is not a smiling person in her life. She seems to be born short of laughing nerves.

Han Jun puts away her fake smile and looks noble and cool again. "Come on, the concert is about to begin." There is no need for Xu Qian to avoid Han Zhan.

Xu Qian nodded, "let's go."

They got up and left together, and went to the porch cabinet. Xu Qian stopped and took out the car key from the belly of a decorated dog.

He sees Han Jun standing quietly and cleverly with her fingertips moving. He reaches over and holds her by the wrist.

Han Jun is wearing a long sleeve sweater. Her wrist is blocked by the sweater. What Xu Qian pulls is her sleeve.

"You can hold my hand," Han Jun told her

A smile flashed in Xu Qian's eyes. He looked at Han Jun with narrow eyes and suddenly asked, "little friend, if you hold a minor's hand, will you be sent to prison?"

Han Jun glares at him angrily, shakes away Xu Qian's hand, opens the door and goes out.

Xu Qian quickly catches up, grabs Han Jun's hand from behind and clasps her fingers.

Han Jun always pinches her pen and gun, so it's hard to avoid cocoons on her fingers. Xu Qian practiced sword since he was a child. In fact, his palm also has a hand cocoon. Two hands together, feel a little rough, the temperature of each body through the fingers to each other's body, ambiguous and warm.

It's a long way from Xu Qian's home to the concert hall. It takes an hour to drive.

Han Jun sat on the co pilot's seat, her head shaking with the car body, and she began to doze off.

On a winter afternoon, the warm sun passed through the window and fell on Han Jun's cheek. She didn't wear glasses. The sun pulled her long eyelashes into a thick fan and projected them on the beautiful porcelain white cheek.

She seems to have a dream, eyelashes gently shaking, the shadow on her face is also shaking.

Han Jun is really dreaming.

In the dream, she knelt on the ground alone and gnawed at a crow with flapping wings. The crow's bone was crunched by her sharp teeth.

Han Jun is hidden in the dark by the thick fog, which is hard to attract people's attention.

The sound of walking sounds. Stepping on the rotten bones and the dead leaves, she gets closer and closer. Finally, Han Jun, who is eating, is disturbed.

Han Jun looks back in amazement and sees a man in a white gown standing behind her. Han Jun lives in a gray place without any gorgeous colors. It was the first time she saw white.

The man has a long body and a long sword on his back.

The man was standing on the dark wasteland. The dense fog covered the man's appearance. She could not see each other's nose and eyes clearly, but heard his voice: "where's the little monster?" A man's voice is cold and emotionless.

Han Jun looks at the man on guard. She shouts at him, turns around, and holds the crow in her hand.

The crow smelled of blood. Her mouth was full of blood, but she didn't dislike it. She ate it very fast, for fear that the intruder behind her would steal the crow in her hand.Suddenly, a white hand stretched out in front of her. There was a light brown cake between the slender index finger and middle finger.

Han Jun stares at the cake for a moment, and her chewing becomes slower and slower.

She swallowed the meat in her mouth, looked up at the figure of the man behind the thick fog, and let out a wary roar.

It sounds like a beast.

She can't speak. From the day of her birth, she has never met a living human. She even followed the Fauvism of entering the extremely evil place by mistake.

The man suddenly bent down and his clothes fell on the gray black soil, which was out of place with the world.

He handed the cake to Han Jun's mouth and said to her, "eat."

Han Jun's mouth keeps growling. She bares her teeth at the man and makes an aggressive gesture. But the man's hand always put in front of her, did not shake, did not take back, not afraid of her.

Not aware of the intention and danger of killing on the man, Han Jun's bowed back gradually relaxed.

She threw away the crow in her hand, which was gnawed only half of its wings, opened its bloody lips, and slowly approached the man's hand.

To be exact, it's the cake in the man's hand

it's her first contact with people, she didn't control her strength well, her sharp teeth cut each other's fingers and shed some blood.

Born and raised in the land of evil spirits, she was born with a beast. Han Jun prefers blood to cake.

She likes to eat raw meat and drink hot blood. The man's blood in front of her has a great attraction to her.

Smelling the tempting smell in the man's blood, Han Jun can't help her desire to drink the man's blood.

She stared at the blood and swallowed it quietly in her throat.

Noticing Han Jun's movements, the man gave a laugh of unknown meaning from his throat. It's like contempt, it's like pity.

Han Jun boldly sticks out her red tongue and licks the blood from the man's fingers.

The man's fingertip moved, but he didn't take it back.

Han Jun boldly holds the man's hand and drinks a mouthful of warm blood. The animal side of her body suddenly wakes up. Her eyes become fierce and she opens her mouth subconsciously to bite off the other person's fingers.

At this time, the man's finger suddenly changes into a small golden snake as thick as chopsticks. The Little Golden Snake opens its mouth, and two sharp little fangs suddenly bite the tip of Han Jun's tongue.

"Roar!" Han Jun let out a cry of panic, quickly let go of her mouth, and backed back in panic.

The little snake became a man's finger again.

The man stood up, stared at Han Jun's figure for a moment through the thick fog, and suddenly sighed, "you're a little monster. You shouldn't be born."

With that, he suddenly pulled up the sword behind him.

As soon as the body of the black sword was born, the whole wasteland suddenly became windy, and the evil spirits floating in the air all uttered a shrill cry of despair. When Han Jun hears the shouts, she covers her ears with a sad expression.

The sword fell from the air and split the fog.

The most evil place is the darkest place in Aosheng continent. This area has not seen sunshine for tens of thousands of years and is hidden in thick fog all day long. The black sword cut through the thick fog, and a ray of sunlight came in from the sky.

This is the first time Han Jun has seen the light since she was born.

Han Jun's eyes are sore from the glare of the light. Han Jun quickly closes her eyes.

Han Jun thinks she will be killed by a man's sword, but the expected pain has not come.

Han Jun shakes her eyelashes and slowly opens her eyes.

She didn't dare to look directly at the light. She covered her eyes with her hand to block the glare. Then she saw a black sword in front of her forehead.

The sword bearer was dressed in white, with a broad-minded and wide sleeves. There were some lines on them that she could not understand.

The man's face is facing the sun. Han Jun can't see him clearly.

She stares at the edge of the sword close at hand, producing instinctive fear and submission.

The little monster was completely exposed to the sun, and the man took a serious look at the little monster in front of him.

Little monster without clothes, she was born in this extremely evil place, no one taught her what is shame, what is good and evil.

The little monster's body is gray. His hair is on his head. It's dirty. Maybe it's full of bugs.

But the little monster has a pair of very clear blue eyes, blue, like sapphire washed by snow water.

The man lost his mind.

Han Jun is as alert as a beast. She is keenly aware that the man's intention to kill her is lessened. She got up on her knees carefully, avoided the point of the sword, crawled to the ground and picked up the fallen crow meat.

Han Jun holds the crow in her hands and hands it to the man, with a will to survive and please in her eyes. "Roar!" Here you are!

The man stares at the crow in Han Jun's hand and is silent for a moment.

That's the only food the little monster hasThe man took back his sword and pulled a sword flower in the air. In an instant, the evil spirits within a radius of ten li all stopped roaring and were quiet again.

The whole world became silent, and the warm sun was shining on Han Jun. she heard the man say, "just follow me. If you're black, call it ah Chiu

Han Jun can't understand each other. She still holds the crow and stares at the man, waiting for the man to take it away.

The man uses the sword to pick the crow's meat to the ground and wears the sword. He knocked ah Qiu's head and told her, "my name is Qu Jinghong. It's Guiyi. Ah Qiu, follow me." With that, the man inserted Guiyi sword into the scabbard.

In an instant, the darkness of this terrible place was restored, and the sun was fleeting.

But it has appeared. Han Jun has seen it and touched it, and she will never forget the warmth of the sun.

As Qu Jinghong goes further and further, he gradually leaves Han Jun with a vague figure.

Han Jun kneels in the same place for a moment, quietly picks up the crow and the cake on the ground, stands up, runs barefoot into the fog, and chases the tall and straight figure.

"..."

when Xu Qian heard what Han Jun was saying, he turned to Han Jun and saw that Han Jun's eyebrows were frowning and her red lips were moving, as if she were saying something.

As Xu Qian slows down, his head leans toward Han Jun and gets closer. He hears Han Jun shouting in a low voice: "Qu Jinghong..." her voice is full of pain and missing.

Xu Qian frowned lightly.

Qu Jinghong?

It's like a man's name.

Along the way, Han Jun is trapped in a dream and can't wake up.

Xu Qian parked his car in the open parking lot outside the concert hall.

The car was quiet. Xu Qian heard the girl beside him recite the name of another stranger, a man.

Xu Qian's expression is profound. No one knows what he is thinking.

Just then, Han Jun's cell phone rings.

The harsh bell startles Han Jun's dream. Han Jun suddenly opens her eyes and gasps. She found that she was dreaming and was relieved subconsciously.

Fortunately, it was just a dream.

Han Jun answers the phone with a lingering fear and hears Han Zhan ask, "Junjun, are you here?"

Han Jun looked out of the window, saw the music building, and replied to Han Zhan, "Dad, we're in the parking lot. Come right here."

"Well."

After hanging up, Han Jun asked Xu Qian, "am I asleep? Why don't you wake me up

Xu Qian said, "were you dreaming just now? I heard you talking in your sleep

Han Jun puts down her mobile phone and turns to look at Xu Qian. She is even more confused than Xu Qian. "Did I talk in my sleep? What did I say? "

Xu Qian: "your dream, what do you ask me to do? I also want to know what you dream about

Han Jun recalls the dream carefully, but the scenes in the dream become blurred. All she remembered was a man in his dream, dressed in white and carrying a long sword.

The man in the dream uses a sword. Xu Qian also uses a sword. They are all black swords.

What does Xu Qian have to do with the man in his dream?

Han Jun looks at Xu Qian and reaches out to touch her eyes.

Xu Qian was stunned and soon recognized Han Jun's recklessness.

Han Jun looks into Xu Qian's eyes. The more she looks, the more confused she becomes. Finally, her eyes become confused. "Have we met somewhere?" she murmured

Xu Qian raised her eyes to see her.

When she finds out that Han Jun's soul is not in the right state, Xu Qian twists a trick with her right hand, puts her index finger in the center of Han Jun's eyebrows and pushes it hard.

Han Jun's brain suddenly became much clearer, and her eyes gradually regained their luster.

Seeing Xu Qian's hand on her forehead, Han Jun subconsciously steps back, covers her forehead with her hand, and says to Xu Qian, "don't play on my forehead!"

At this moment, Han Jun regains her maiden look, as if her experience was just an illusion.

Xu Qian took back his hand and said, "don't play you." He was so curious about Han Jun's dream that he asked again: "little friend, what did you dream about just now?"

Han Jun frowned and said, "I can't remember clearly. It's like I dreamt about my last life."

Xu Qian picks eyebrows, "is that right?"

Han Jun unfastened her seat belt, got out of the car, lowered her head and said, "I guess Mengpo forgot to give me Mengpo soup. I suspect she still has the memory of the last life."

Xu Qian smile, deliberately asked: "that I was your last life lover?"

As Han Jun was about to answer, Xu Qian reminded her, "if you think about it, you can answer it again. If you answer wrong, you will be kissed."

Han Jun simply shut up.

Xu Qian also wants to tease Han Jun, and sees a tall and straight male figure coming from the music building. After recognizing the identity of the man, Xu Qian quickly stood up straight and subconsciously arranged his coat.

When Han Zhan approached, Xu Qian quickly nodded to him and called respectfully, "Hello, Mr. Han."Han Jun looks back and sees her father standing behind her. She feels guilty, so she quietly stands behind Han Zhan.

Noting Han Jun's evasive behavior, Xu Qian calls her a little ostrich.

Han Zhan stares at Xu Qian and looks at the appearance of the young master Xu.

At the age of 23, he is the deputy director of the Department of Cardiology of the Affiliated Hospital of DIDU University.

It's good everywhere, but you shouldn't fall in love with his family's baby, and you want to hook up with his family's baby.

"Master Xu." Han Zhan glanced at the little girl beside him and reminded Xu Qian: "my child is still a minor. Please think twice before you do anything."

Before Xu Qian could explain, Han Jun was busy defending Xu Qian. "Dad, we didn't do what we shouldn't do."

Han Zhan:!

"I didn't let you talk!"

Because his daughter's elbow turned outward, Han Zhan, who could have crushed Xu Qian with momentum, could not keep a high profile now.

Xu Qian gives Han Jun a look of appreciation. Then he looks straight and promises to Han Zhan, "don't worry, Mr. Han. I will respect and love Han Jun."

"Hum!" Do you have your respect and love?

Han Zhan lifted Han Jun's arm and said, "go, your mother is still waiting for us."

Han Jun is led to the concert hall by Han Zhan. She hides her hand behind her back and beckons Xu Qian to follow quickly.

Xu Qian followed Han Zhan and his daughter in silence. He was humble and didn't have the domineering spirit of the little master of the Xu family.

Today is the first day for Han Miao to cooperate with the first symphony orchestra. It is also her first show on the biggest stage in China, which is of great significance to Han Miao.

Song porcelain attaches great importance to today's performance. She dresses ceremoniously, wearing a dark blue u-neckline long sleeve dress and a white artificial fur on her shoulders.

Although it's artificial leather, its texture is not inferior to that of real leather. The fur of the hairy fur makes song porcelain charming and noble.

Song Ci is not as hostile to Xu Qian as Han Zhan. She knows that if Han Jun likes Xu Qian, Xu Qian will be the second son-in-law of the Han family.

The mother-in-law is always kind to her son-in-law. She hopes that when her daughter marries her son-in-law in the future, the son-in-law will respect and love her daughter.

Han Jun, the song porcelain treasure, will follow Xu Qian.

When Xu Qian met Song Ci, he was more polite and respectful than Han Zhan. Because he knows very well that the most precious thing for Mr. Han is his wife.

It's better to please his father-in-law than his mother-in-law. Xu Qian knows his way well, so as soon as he meets him, he adjusts himself to a "honeypot state.".

Xu Qian as like as two peas bent down with the song porcelain, praised him, "Mrs. Han, I haven't seen you for years. You are exactly the same as I remember when I was a child, like a fairy."

Song Ci was praised by Xu Qian with a smile like flowers, "you child, when you were a child, you loved to eat sugar. Now your mouth is really sweet. It seems that eating more sugar is also good

Han Zhan coldly looks at Song Ci and smiles. He can't help but feel funny.

He glanced at Xu Qian with deep meaning and said in a strange way: "I've heard that young master Xu is the most outstanding teacher of the Xu family in the past 100 years. I didn't expect that young master Xu's eloquence was also very good."

He suspected that Xu Qian's ability to catch ghosts was not his ability, but his sweet mouth. The so-called "talking to people" and "talking to the devil" are nothing more than that.

Xu Qian is not stupid enough to quarrel with his father-in-law.

He pretends to be deaf and dumb and responds to Han Zhan's provocation in silence.

Seeing Xu Qian calm down, Han Zhan was angry and appreciated at the same time.

It's better to be calm than to be impetuous.

Four people holding VIP tickets, in the second row of the position, is connected.

According to the order of seats, Song Ci should sit on the far left, Han Zhan is the second from the left, Han Jun is the third, and Xu Qian is the fourth.

As Xu Qian and Han Jun are about to sit down, Han Zhan suddenly takes Han Jun by the arm and says to her, "Junjun, sit next to your mother."

Han Jun puckers up and is about to sit down. She is dragged up by her father. She doesn't dare to say anything. She honestly goes to the first seat on the left and sits down.

As a result, the original seat was broken up by Han Zhan, making Han Jun the first from the left, Song Ci the second, Han Zhan the third and Xu Qian the fourth.

After identification, Mr. Han is the stick that killed Yuanyang!

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