That night, Han Qing, as Su Jiu said, drove directly from Beicheng to sushi to find Han Muzi.
When he arrived, it was already evening, because he said it on the phone in advance, so Xiao Yan went to the supermarket nearby to buy some needed materials, ready to have a supper together.
Xiaoyan's hand cooking is not bad. In addition, she has been with Han Muzi for several years. In order to fill her stomach which can't stand taking out, she has developed a good cooking skill.
Han Muzi and Xiaomi Dou depend on her to cook.
As soon as she heard that she was going to cook, Xiaomi Dou was so greedy that she almost didn't drool. "Aunt Xiaoyan, shall we make hot pot later?"
Listen to words, small Yan bowed his head and looked at him strangely: "it's not winter now, what kind of hot pot do you eat? Are you not afraid of the heat? "
Xiaomi Dou is not happy to hear it, and says: "you can eat hot pot in summer, don't you think it's very emotional, aunt Xiaoyan?"
That's a good thing
Xiaoyan squints at Xiaomi Dou and suddenly pokes her index finger at Xiaomi Dou's forehead.
"With feeling? You also learned a professional term. You are a snack. Don't think I don't know you want to eat meat. "
"Well." Millet beans cover his forehead, a white face full of anger: "that aunt in the end do not make hot pot?"
"No way." Xiaoyan turned around and turned on the tap to wash the dishes: "your uncle works all the year round. It's more than two hours' drive from Beicheng to sushi. Do you know? Besides, they should be tired enough to socialize outside. Do you want them to eat hot pot? In the middle of the night, can people have something good? "
Listen to words, millet beans blink, as if read out the meaning of other levels from her words.
Xiaomi Dou suddenly said: "aunt Xiaoyan, why do you care about my uncle so much? Do you like him?"
"What did you say?" Xiaoyan suddenly jumped up like she was trampled on her tail and looked around with wide eyes. When she found that there was no one around, she quickly put out her hand to cover Xiaomi Dou's mouth: "you can't talk nonsense, you know?"
Xiaomi Dou covered her mouth and couldn't speak. She just blinked and stared at her.
He this appearance let the small Yan have a guilty feeling, quickly let go, "don't talk nonsense, you know? Or you won't get food next time. "
Listen to words, millet bean seems to think of something, tilted his head and said: "that Aunt Xiaoyan make hot pot for millet bean?"
Xiaoyan stood up, the whole person was listless, and he took the food out of the bag and said, "can't I get it for you? Really, I probably owe you this little ancestor in my last life. "
*
at this time, in the room upstairs, Han Muzi had already taken a bath, changed into a simple T-shirt and home pants, and stood at the window talking on the phone.
"Mr. Lin, I asked my assistant to record and keep your request at that time. The time we agreed was within one month. Tomorrow, I will ask my assistant to look at Miss Zhao's lower body shape, and then I will design the work you want at the appointed time."
Speaking of this, Han Mu Zi's words, looking at the stars in the sky outside the window, can't help but remind: "but now it's past eight o'clock in the evening, it's time to rest."
On hearing this, the other side said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm also in a hurry, so I won't disturb Miss Han's rest."
Han Muzi cut off the call, then put the mobile phone on the desktop, then went to the bathroom barefoot to take skin care products and blow dry her hair.
When she finished all this, she just saw her mobile phone shaking.
Han Muzi goes to pick up the mobile phone, just to see the call from Han Qing.
"Is it here?"
Think of here, Han Mu Zi also did not answer the phone, but directly put on shoes downstairs to open the door.
After opening the door, he saw Han Qing standing at the door. Their eyes were right in the air. Han Mu Zi went to see behind him, "are you alone?"
For a long time did not see her, Han Qing really miss her, can't help reaching out to rub her head.
Han Mu Zi was stunned for a moment. He just held on to himself and didn't dodge. After he kneaded his hair, he said: "brother, I'm not a child anymore. You knead my hair like this Not quite
"In my eyes, you are always a child." Han Qing did not want to reply.
Listen to words, Han Mu purple some crazy, bite his lower lip side body let him come in. "Brother, can we have a discussion? Can you rub your head when you're at home, and don't do that when you go out? "
She still remembers that when he was abroad, he wanted to return home and she went to see him off.
As a result, when Han Qing wanted to leave, he rubbed her head in front of the public.
Think about that she was still holding millet beans, with a pair of high-heeled shoes, the result was Han Qing to rub the head.
At first, Han Muzi was not used to his way of doing this, but later she saw that Han Qing's eyes were full of the surprise of spoiling and recovering. She didn't have the heart to refuse. She didn't expect that she had formed a habit for him.Now Han Mu Zi even has a feeling that he is raising himself as his daughter.
Daughter
Han Mu Zi was unable to laugh or cry.
"If you really like rubbing your nephew's head."
Mentioning his nephew, Han Qing came in and closed the door with his backhand. Then he took off his shoes at the entrance. As a result, he saw only a few pairs of women's slippers on the shoe rack. He couldn't help frowning and said, "why didn't you prepare them for me?"
Listen to words, Han Mu Zi said: "I didn't know you would come here so early. I haven't had time to go to the supermarket today."
Then she bent down and took out the largest pair of women's Slippers: "make do with it."
Han Qing looked at the pair of women's slippers and was silent for a long time. Finally, he walked in barefoot.
"Brother, who do you dislike? There's no one else at home. Don't be embarrassed. "
"Breathe."
Han Qing said in a deep voice.
They walked inside together. When they got to the living room, Xiao Yan suddenly came out of the kitchen and saw Han Qing coming. A touch of pink immediately appeared on her pretty white face: "Han, Mr. Han is coming!"
"Well." Han Qing Dynasty, she nodded her head.
When her eyes collided, Xiaoyan's face became more red. She bit her lip and then said, "I'm still cooking. Mr. Han will sit down first and get better soon."
Then he turned and quickly got into the kitchen.
"Uncle!"
At the same time, a small figure came out of the kitchen and went straight to Han Qing.
See that small figure, Han Qing originally dark eyes with a touch of warmth, half squat down to hold him in his arms.
"Also special."
Han Yishu is the name Han Qing gave him at the beginning.
The nickname is Xiaomi Dou, which Xiaoyan helped to get.