Han Jing sat at the airport and looked at his watch. Before he saw anyone, he wanted to call to ask where the person was. A pair of cool hands covered his eyes.
"Little brother, guess who I am?"
Han Jing put down his cell phone, laughing and crying, "Molly, you are one hour and six minutes late."
Molly felt guilty to let go of him, a bit wronged, "is the flight delay, I don't want to, sorry, let you wait for me so long."
Han Jing turns around and looks at her. In recent years, they have kept in touch with each other by phone, but they haven't met each other or seen her picture. Now she is not only tall, but her delicate face is more beautiful.
"Where's your suitcase?"
Molly raised her mobile phone in her hand, "I only take this for the trip that I say I'll leave."
“……”
Molly raised her smile and said, "Han Jing, please accompany me to buy something to wash."
Han Jing turned and walked out. The 16-year-old boy, 1.8 meters tall, dressed in a light white sportswear and elegant, is worthy of the name. He looks like prince charming.
Molly covered her face happily and quickened her pace to catch up with him.
"Han Jing, Han Jing, I found that you are more beautiful than when I was a child, and your hand is so beautiful, can I hold it?"
Molly stares at the boy's scaly white fingers, with distinct joints, like fingers playing the piano, which amazes her.
Han Jing saw her staring at her hand, but pinched her eyebrows, "Molly, holding my hand to walk, don't you think it's strange?"
Molly shook her head, like husky, begging for a handshake. "It's not strange. I like your hand so much. Han Jing, Han Jing, just let me hold it."
Han Jing shakes his head, turns around and leaves.
Molly is disappointed and follows him with her head down. She stares at his hand and tries to reach for it, but he eludes her. She frowns in chagrin and reaches out again. The boy eludes him again. She clenches her fist.
Han Jing turns to see her indignant appearance and grins, "just want to hold my hand?"
Molly nodded immediately, "it's the first time I've seen such a beautiful hand. Han Jing, Han Jing, we are best friends. Don't be so mean."
Han Jing still shakes his head and wants to refuse, but the girl rushes up, grabs his wrist and buckles his fingers.
"Han Jing, I got you."
Han Jing stares at their clenched hands and persuades them with a good temper. "Molly, we're not six years old. I'm sixteen years old. Don't you think it's naive to hold hands?"
Molly calmly shakes her head and plays a temper like a child. "Childish is childish. Anyway, I want to hold your hand."
Han Jing had no choice but to take her. She failed to get rid of her once. She had to lead her away from the airport.
When they go to the mall, Han Jing takes her to buy daily necessities. Han Jing sighs helplessly that she still doesn't let go of her hand.
"Han Jing, where do you want me to live?"
Han Jing is looking for a towel for her and answers, "hotel."
Molly frowned, "no hotel."
Han Jing raises Mou to see her, "don't live in a hotel, where do you still want to live?"
"Your family."
“……” Han Jing is surprised, "my home?"
"Yes, I'm your best friend. Why do you come here to play and live in your house for a while?" Jasmine's righteous words.
Han Jing kneaded his forehead, "Molly, my parents, elder sister and elder brother, as well as right and right, there are many people in my family, not suitable."
Molly shook her head. "I'm not used to it. I know sister Ann and youyou. I especially want to meet your parents and see what kind of people you are. Only in this way can you have such a beautiful person."
Han Jing saw that she had a crazy face again. Her ears were red. She threw a towel on her head and covered her eyes. "Crazy girl, don't give me a wrong idea. I won't agree."
Molly pleaded in her eyes, "Han Jing, you see a little girl I don't know well here. It's dangerous to stay in a hotel alone. What should I do in case of being bullied by bad people? Oh, I'm so scared. Han Jing, Han Jing, you have pity on me. "
Han Jing still shook his head, "no, No."
Molly Du mouth, coquettishly embrace his arm, "OK, OK."
She hugged her too tightly. Her arm rubbed against the girl's body. Her soft touch made Han Jing step back with a serious expression. "Molly, don't push an inch."
Seeing that he was angry, Molly reluctantly let go of his arm.
I know he has a good temper, but as long as he doesn't touch his bottom line, he won't easily sink his face.
When pushing the cart to pay, Han Jing wants to pay. Molly goes to stop him. "Han Jing, this is what I want to use. If you pay, I don't want it."
Han Jing sees her insistence and takes a step aside to let her pay the bill.
Next to a few women shopping, see the handsome boy has been holding the girl's hand, this picture is too beautiful, they immediately took out their mobile phone to take photos.
"Tut, this little brother's face is really high. When the girl checked out, they were both in love." There is a woman next to him who says with a smile."Puberty love, simple and pure, is really enviable."
Han Jing hears the woman's words, coughs, covers her face with her other hand, and wants to let Molly go. Molly not only doesn't let go, but also provocatively raises eyebrows at him.
Han Jing is angry and funny. She is really a child.
After paying the bill, Han Jing steps forward, picks up the bag and takes her to the hotel.
Han Jing is also for the sake of safety, going to the hotel under Sheng'an, opening a high-level suite for her, leading her to the room.
Put things down, Han Jing staring at the two people still holding hands together, "Molly, release."
Molly didn't want to. She shook her head.
Han Jing cold face, again stressed, "Molly, don't let go, I will be angry."
Molly bowed her head, then reluctantly released his hand, "then you have dinner with me at night, I'm so hungry."
Han Jing takes back his hand, feeling that his palms are all sweaty. He turns to open the curtain, breathes out at the window, and turns to ask the girl, "what do you want to eat?"
Molly tilted her head and stared at him. "I heard Jiamu say that the hot pot here is very delicious. I want to try it."
Han Jing took out his mobile phone to book a seat, "you have a rest first, I'll take you to eat hot pot later."
Molly smiles and shakes her head. "No rest, Han Jing. I haven't bought any clothes yet. Please accompany me to buy a suit of clothes. If you buy clothes, you can eat hot pot."
"Good." As a gentleman, he couldn't say why he refused.
When they go downstairs, Han Jing takes her to the women's wear area of the shopping mall. Molly sees the dress in the window. It's bright red. She says to the waiter, "please give me that suit."
The waiter looked at her in surprise, a Kawaii dress, a pair of retro flat heels at her feet, and her young face was only 15 or 16 years old.
"Beauty, are you giving it away? What's the size?"
Molly shook her head. "I want to wear it."
“……” The waiter was in a bit of a dilemma. After considering for a few seconds, he said with a good attitude: "beauty, this dress is very mature, you are still young, this dress is not suitable for you."
Molly frowned in displeasure. She hated being in charge of herself. She said, "I said give me this dress. It's my business whether it's suitable or not. You don't care!"
“……” waiter.