Chapter 212： marks on the neck (1)

Chapter 212 Traces on the neck (1)

"Do you have persecution paranoia? I just want to tell you that I am not the only one who knows about your baldness. Anyway, I am not the one who posted the post. If you don't believe me, you can check it yourself!" Shi Han took the phone from his ear, "I'm still in a hurry to study, so I don't have time to talk to you."

"you-"

Before Shi Yin finished speaking, she heard the sound of the phone hanging up.

She frantically tried to grab her hair as usual, but the wig was pulled loose. Shi Yin was so frightened that she instantly loosened her strength and tidied her hair in a panic.

After restoring everything, she looked around. Fortunately, she chose a remote place. Otherwise, if someone saw her, wouldn't it be true that she was bald.

Shi Yin walked back, and she didn't know if it was the explosive news of bald head that made her famous. Several people walking on the road kept looking at her hair.

She just broke down and quickened her pace.

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Shi Han hung up the phone and walked back, unexpectedly, the phone rang halfway.

She took a look.

It was Lu Yan calling.

She stared at the caller ID for a while, hesitated for a moment, and went back to connect.

no way.

Shi Han felt that Lu Yan was not a particularly extroverted person. If she didn't answer the phone and the other party directly terminated the agreement with her, wouldn't she be at a big loss?

After all, apart from Lu Yan's preference for pocket money, everything is in line with her wishes.

If you let go and die, wouldn't it be miserable.

Lu Yan asked anxiously: "I made spicy beef brisket, do you want to eat it?"

"...um, where are you?" Shi Han asked.

"I'm done now and going to school."

Shihan suddenly thought of something, "Wait, I'll come back to you later, you wait for me at home."

Lu Yan froze for an instant. He planned to deliver the meal himself, and then he would sit firmly in front of the others.

Why didn't she let him deliver the food? Is it because he is afraid that others will know the relationship between the two of them?

Lu Yan didn't dare to think deeply.

"You wait for me at home." Shi Han hung up the phone, she ran back to the place where she was sitting in the library, and began to pack her things.

Zhou Qi asked: "What's wrong?"

“My boyfriend called me home for dinner.”

Zhou Qi: "..."

Shi Han quickly packed his things, found his little blue car with his bag on his back, and drove to his home.

Lu Yan unbuttoned her apron, her face was so heavy that water dripped out.

He thought of many possibilities, and even thought about locking Shi Han up and letting her face him every day.

But Lu Yan quickly suppressed this thought, he knew that Shi Han didn't like it, and he didn't want to do anything that she didn't like.

Shihan left her bag in the car, opened the door, and there was a plate of spicy beef brisket on the table, while Lu Yan was cooking in the kitchen.

Lu Yan heard the door opening a long time ago, and turned around to see Shi Han who was eating fruit.

He poured out the caramel milk tea he cooked and brought it to the table.

Lu Yan gave Shi Han a small bowl, "How about a taste?"

"You can even make milk tea!" Shi Han was astonished.

"Hmm." He raised his brows slightly, as if asking for praise.

Shi Han lived up to expectations, "Lu Yan, you are amazing!"

"Try it, I'll serve the dishes." Lu Yan said and put a small spoon into the bowl, then turned and went to the kitchen again.

When he came out, he brought another soup. He explained, "The beef brisket is too spicy. I cooked lotus seeds and white fungus stewed with pears, which can clear away the heat."

Shi Han looked at Lu Yan with bright eyes, and felt that his vision was really good.

What happened to the money? She wants money too.

When Lu Yan was eating, he glanced at Shi Han who was working hard to cook. Seeing that she didn't explain at all, she lowered her eyes and asked, "I wanted to send you the food, but you insisted on coming back. Is there anything you haven't done yet?" manage?"

His voice was too muffled and deep.

"Huh?" Shi Han raised his head, "No, there are other reasons."

"It doesn't matter if you don't say it."

Before he finished speaking, Lu Yan put down his chopsticks and made a motion of waiting for an explanation.

"Actually..." Shi Han was a little hard to say, and she didn't know if it was her illusion. She felt that Lu Yan's face was getting colder and colder.

The president has become the house husband, hahahaha.