Chapter 717

Ji Rao Leng, what is this??

Someone framed Han jinyanqiang as a female college student??

He looked at the heat of the post and found that there were many people who didn't have the brain to follow suit.

At least tens of thousands of people are paying attention to it.

So this is what Han Jinyan has been doing these days?

Did the other party take him to court?

A bunch of psychos.

If you don't know the truth, you start to force.

Han Jinyan rushed back to cook for Ji Rao at noon. When he came in, he saw Ji Rao in his bedroom, sitting in front of the computer.

Han Jinyan is a little flustered in his heart. Now he is very afraid of what Ji Rao will see on the Internet.

"Rao Rao, what are you doing?"

Ji Rao turned his head to look at him. The curtain was pulled open and the sunlight came in through the window. Ji Rao was backlit and his face was almost hidden in the dark. But his light eyes were so bright. For a moment, Han Jinyan felt that Ji Rao's eyes were a little complicated, not like the one he knew.

But in the blink of an eye, Ji Rao is his impression of Ji Rao.

"I was handing in my homework, and the teacher asked us to email them."

"All right."

Han Jinyan was inexplicably relieved.

"Hungry?"

Han Jinyan mentioned the bag in the handle, because time is not enough, he packed some rice for Ji Rao outside and brought it back.

"I'm still a little busy over there. If you eat first, I won't eat. When the homework is finished, you can go to study or play for a while. The blood bag is in the refrigerator. If you want to drink it, just warm it up. Don't drink it cold. "

As he said this, he took the dishes and bowls, and gave Ji raosheng the food and soup he had bought and put them on the table. He put the spoons and chopsticks on the table. "Rao Rao, come to eat."

Ji Rao came down, looked up at him, and then laughed at him as usual.

He sat on the chair, Han Jinyan touched his head, soft voice way, "then I'll go first, come back to play with you in the evening."

"Deceiving." Ji Rao has some complaints in her tone, "you won't come back to accompany me at all. You come back very late every night, and you look very tired. Basically, you go back to sleep. Where will you play with me?"

Han Jinyan's eyes are filled with acid.

He knows that not only himself, but also Ji Rao is very tired these days. Ji Rao feels shallow. Seven or eight times out of ten can wake him up, but he really can't help it.

He reluctantly toward Ji Rao smile, "Rao Rao eat more, I go first."

Ji Rao took a look at his hand, and then put the scald ointment he had prepared in his pocket into his hand, "even if you are very busy, you have to squeeze time out to apply it, otherwise the wound will be more serious. You are a doctor and know more than me, but you don't care about your injury."

Han Jinyan's face is warm, like ice melting.

Although he was an atheist and never believed in the things that the ghosts and gods were confused with, he always felt that it was a blessing for him to find Ji Rao.

Han Jinyan touched Ji Rao's face, and then lowered his head to kiss Ji Rao's forehead.

Is the kind of holding in the palm of the soft extreme, but also a reassuring comfort.

He whispered to Ji Rao, "Rao Rao, wait for me to come back."

When Han Jinyan goes out, Ji Rao turns his head and looks at the closed door, slowly showing some worry in his eyes.