Chapter 25： I was wrong (7)

Chapter 25 I was wrong (7)

Maybe sensing her gaze, Lu Yan turned his head and looked in Shi Han's direction.

He froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect to meet her in this kind of place.

When Shi Han couldn't find anyone, Shi Han was a little anxious, but now the person she wanted to find suddenly stood in front of her, and she didn't know how to react for a while.

After hesitating for a moment, she walked towards Lu Yan.

Shihan was wearing a light gray sportswear, her hair was draped over her shoulders, the tips of her hair were lightly curled, and the broken hair on her forehead gently touched her ears, her red lips and black hair, she was indescribably pretty.

Lu Yan lowered his eyes to cover up the darkness at the bottom of his eyes, and soon a pair of sneakers appeared in front of him.

Shi Han stood in front of him.

"What a coincidence?" she said.

"Mmm." His eyes moved up slightly, and he inadvertently saw the bandage on Shi Han's hand, and his black pupils flashed a hint of darkness.

"Your hand is hurt."

"Ah...it's nothing, just a swipe." Shi Han's eyes kept lingering on Lu Yan's eyebrows, and he waved his hand indifferently.

She asked: "Are you here to see your grandma?"

"Yeah." Lu Yan forced himself to look away from the bandage, his voice hoarse.

Speaking of which, the two of them are not very close, the only connection is the house, Shi Han subconsciously talked about this topic, "How many days will it take for my real estate certificate?"

This sentence is too like she came here just to ask about the house.

Shi Han wished he could swallow the words again.

"I've already urged you to come down within five days, and someone will call you when the time comes."

"Oh."

The two of them were speechless again.

Lu Yan started to walk forward again, but when he turned around and saw that Shi Han hadn't followed, he asked, "Do you want to go upstairs with me to see grandma?"

"…OK."

Shi Han chased after him, Lu Yan deliberately slowed down, and the two walked side by side.

This is a bit like going to meet the parents!

Shi Han quickly shakes off the weird thoughts in his head, and asks: "You... how is grandma doing recently?"

"She's a vegetable, she's still the same." Lu Yan pursed her lips, and then asked her, "What's the matter with your hand?"

"This, I was not careful."

"Be careful in the future." Lu Yan looked at the top of the girl's head, "You... girl, don't get hurt easily."

"Oh." Shi Han rolled his eyes.

Lu Yan seemed to be in a bad mood.

But there is one thing that is very strange. This is obviously the second time the two of them met, but she followed Lu Yan to meet his grandma out of nowhere.

The atmosphere between the two was sluggish, Shi Han slowly walked in front, and Lu Yan followed behind her.

At this moment, many people rushed towards the two of them around an ambulance bed.

Shi Han stepped back, tripped by someone, and crashed into someone's arms.

Lu Yan retracted her feet, hugged the soft body in her arms, and raised her thin lips slightly.

Shi Han was not low, but was wrapped in Lu Yan's arms, with one arm around her waist, and the other standing in front of her while holding breakfast.

This was the first time Shi Han was so close to a man, she subconsciously grabbed the forearm that stood in front of her.

It was close to touch, she could feel the muscles under the thin skin, and the hot breath in her ears.

this…

She gasped a few times, and Shi Han's mind was muddled.

How did she fall into Lu Yan's arms.

She obviously glanced at her feet at the time, but unexpectedly she was tripped. She should have known that she should pay more attention.

Besides, Lu Yan wouldn't think she fell into his arms on purpose, would she?

Shi Han quickly broke free, brushed the broken hair behind his ears with his fingers in a panic, and hurriedly explained: "...I didn't do it on purpose, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Lu Yan still kept hugging, and he took it back stiffly.

She was so eager to prove that she didn't want to have anything to do with him.

Still, he didn't pretend to be good enough.

Is he not miserable enough?