Xiao Pian went to the front passenger seat and took out the fresh-keeping box with dumplings.

Han Lang raised his eyebrows, "do you bring your own night snack?"

"It's from someone else."

"Who sent it?" Han Lang saw her holding the fresh-keeping box carefully for fear of overturning it. It can be seen that the person who sent dumplings was very important to her.

"There's such a man, don't ask."

Han Lang looked at her and opened the door.

Xiao Pian went into the room, went directly to the kitchen, heated the dumplings, and then put them on the plate. Then he made a vinegar dish and put it on the table

When the bathroom door opened, Han Lang wiped his head and came out of the bathroom. He was only wearing long trousers. His waist was hanging low on his hip bone. He was naked. His strong chest muscles were stained with beads of water. Down there were eight abdominal muscles and Sexy Mermaid lines. Then a wisp of wet hair under his navel extended to his waist, which made people fantasize.

Xiao Pian blushed.

"Hot?" Han Lang saw Xiao Pian's face flushed.

"A little bit." Xiao Pian was a little embarrassed, so he quickly said, "come and eat dumplings."

Han Lang put aside the towel to wipe his head and walked to the table. There were only a dozen dumplings, obviously for Xiao Pian alone,

"a little less."

"Enough."

She came over with the dumpling, obviously because she wanted him to eat it with her. It's not about how much, but the meaning of sharing.

Han Lang took the chopsticks from Xiao Pian, took a dumpling, dipped it in vinegar, and put it into his mouth. The skin was thin, the meat was rich, and his mouth was full of fragrance.

"Is it delicious?"

"Delicious. Who made it? "

"My mother..." Xiao Pian's eyes sank.

Han Lang looked up at her with an indescribable taste in his heart.

"Eat more." Xiao Pian pulled almost all the dumplings into his bowl.

"Do you have a good relationship with your mother?" Han Lang lowered his head and did not look at her.

"I don't know."

"How could that be?"

"I always thought that I was an orphan, and only in recent years did I know her existence. She's having a bad time. It's pathetic. I never heard you talk about your family. "

"Alone." Han langmo said, "I am also an orphan."

"How did you grow up?" Xiao Pian is not surprised. If there is someone in his family, I'm afraid he won't be a killer.

"I was adopted by my teacher. He taught me Kung Fu and life..."

"And teach you to kill?"

“…… Yes Han Lang took a deep breath, "I'm a killer, aren't you afraid?"

"Not afraid." Xiao Pian reaches out his hand and caresses his thin face. What's terrible is not people, but people's heart. He is a killer, but his heart is not cold. On the contrary, her brother, whom she once trusted, did things like that to her for money. "Have you ever thought about the future?"

"A killer, after what you think." Han Lang calmly looked at the woman's beautiful eyebrows.

Over the years, he has seen countless beautiful women, such as warm and charming dust women, valiant female officers, simple and kind-hearted mountain girls, whose faces are bright, but they are like walking lanterns. He can't remember them, and he doesn't care to remember them.

Only the face in front of me is impressive.

She was the only one who made him move.

But later

He dare not hope.

"You can stop, stop, you can have a future..."

"Stop, I'll be poor."

"I heard that you charge a lot. After so many years, will you still be poor?"

"Have you ever heard of a killer who kept his money? It's all about how much you earn and how much you spend. There's no killer who will keep the money in the coffin. "

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