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Chapter 89 I Like Your Hand

"I do not."

He Ning touched Yu Beicheng's head comfortingly.

"This should be regarded as entering the room!"

"No."

Yu Beicheng shook his head.

"Dad, when will you get your tickets? I'm going to prepare them and take you to the airport in the afternoon!"

Yu Xiangdong glanced at his daughter.

"Zhi Huai said to send me with your mother, so don't worry about it."

He Ning's chest heaved violently because he was suppressing a smile, and it was really hard for He Ning to endure Yu Beicheng's eyes.

Everyone died suddenly from overwork, but when it came to her, it was alright, she had to endure a work-related injury with a smile.

He Ning thought for a while, it was not suitable to stay here for a long time, she explained to Yu Beicheng to be careful and left.

Looking at the three people chatting, Yu Beicheng really felt that this was not his home anymore.

But Jiang Zhihuai really knows a lot, whether it is Ms. Li or Lao Yu's classmates, they can chat together without any obstacles.

Glancing at the phone, a certain kid who was thinking about her family came to harass her again.

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Yu Nanju: Sister, it's not just right. If you have someone to divert your attention, if it weren't for my son, I guess you will have a hard time these two days.

Yu Beicheng: Huh ╯^╰

In fact, what Yu Nanju said is true. After all, they have always had different living habits from the old couple. Sometimes they only get close for a few days. If they stay at home for a long time, they will be annoyed.

Lao Yu's classmate will dislike them for disturbing the two people's life.

Seeing Jiang Zhihuai chatting with her parents, Yu Beicheng felt strange.

When Jiang Zhihuai went out, most of them wore a black peaked cap.

Or a baseball cap.

To be honest, Yu Beicheng couldn't tell the difference between the two.

Just as Yu Beicheng was about to carry the suitcase, Jiang Zhihuai took a step ahead of her.

"I can actually carry it!"

"You take that!"

Yu Beicheng followed Jiang Zhihuai's line of sight, then turned silently to get her mother's bag.

Yu Beicheng and Jiang Zhihuai sat in the front, and Ms. Li and Lao Yu sat in the back. Those who didn't know thought it was a family!
Looking at the backs of the two who had already walked in, Yu Beicheng suddenly felt a little sad.

Looking at the handkerchief in front of him, along his arm, looking at Jiang Zhihuai.

"Who wants your handkerchief, and I didn't cry."

Yu Beicheng turned around and left, Jiang Zhihuai silently followed behind Yu Beicheng without complaint.

Yu Beicheng consciously sat in the co-pilot, and someone was driving, so why not do it!

Jiang Zhihuai held the steering wheel with his hand, which seemed to have distinct joints, and the length seemed to be just right. It seemed that he could really have multiple side jobs and be a hand model.

"Your hands are beautiful!"

Jiang Zhihuai smiled heavily, and suddenly glanced at Yu Beicheng.

"Then do you like it?"

"Love your hands."

Anything that is beautiful should be admired.

"Are you going back to the set tomorrow?"

"Ah."

Yu Beicheng supported his head and rested his elbows on the car door.

"Do you have any work arrangements?"

"No more, regardless of Director Zhou Jing's statement that the variety show will be making a pilot film, which is probably the latest thing."

After hearing this, Yu Beicheng decisively opened the calendar and looked at the time. It should be in the past few days.

"It's great that you can participate!"

"Ah."

Jiang Zhihuai's car was also very low-key, because he was afraid of being recognized.

In the prosperous age, there are quite a lot of traffic figures living there. For some reason, a group of people suddenly surrounded the outside.

It is estimated that someone was caught by the fans again.

　Jiang Zhihuai: only like my hands?
　　Yu Beicheng: Hmm.

　　Jiang Zhihuai: Sooner or later, you will fall in love with me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)