The younger brother will act like a baby, but the older sister's soul is floating

Chapter 2 Hunter Compassion Complete
Before Han Zi entered the bedroom for 10 minutes, Liu Qing came back.There are two completely different styles of dress before going out and after returning.

Especially the current one, the eye-catching retro red embroidered cheongsam, round buttocks and jade legs with a slender waist, and the high collar showing the slender neck, the whole person is like a bright red and coquettish red rose.

She smiled sarcastically, her red lips were raised upwards, and she slowly approached Han Yu with her buttocks wagging, her posture was extremely arrogant and conceited.

"Oh." Liu Qing crossed her arms and sneered, her eyes full of disgust and disgust, "You make trouble every day, how big of a person, why don't you learn from your elder brother, how can you surpass it?"

Hearing this, Han Yu frowned, and his originally cold eyes were like a stone thrown into calm water, causing countless ripples.

There was a deep and terrifying laugh in his throat, his bloodthirsty eyes looked at Liu Qing, and he made a hand gesture——

Little three.

His movements were very subtle, blocking Zhan Jiaran's sight, and Zou Jiaran could only see Liu Qing's face livid with anger, and the hands hanging around his waist clenched tightly, as hard as a stone.

What did he do?

"Aunt Liu, what you said made me feel very uncomfortable. My brother also said that you can't compare me with him..." He lowered his head, his voice was small, his words were tentative, and he looked resentful , There was a faint sadness flowing between the brows and eyes.

"Don't use your brother as a shield!" Liu Qing swung his hand off his arm with astonishing strength, and Han Yu fell to the ground with a sad face.

Liu Qing sneered, her brown eyes narrowed into slits as she stared at the villain on the ground, and her voice was as cold as ice: "You are pretending to be crazy, others don't know, I know! Sooner or later, I will expose you as a lunatic! You pervert!"

After speaking, Liu Qing went upstairs.

"Aunt Liu..."

Seeing this, Zou Jiaran hurried over to help Han Yu who was on the ground.

Hearing the servants' comments and seeing his family's attitude towards him, Qiao Jiaran suddenly felt that Han Yu was really pitiful, he was a good boy, how could they treat him like this?

There was distress in her eyes.

This is exactly what Han Yu wanted.

He secretly laughed in his heart: the first step is to let the hunter sympathize with himself, it's done!
"Sister Jiaran, I'm not crazy, I'm not sick, please believe me." Han Yu grabbed Jiaran's hands, his deep eyes were full of tears, and his nose was red.

"Except for Aunt Liu, no one said I was sick. He said that because he hated me. Don't believe her, Sister Jiaran." He shook his head with difficulty, with a painful expression on his face: "I'm just introverted and withdrawn. He likes to talk and doesn't want to interact with people."

Zou Jiaran nodded, her charming silver eyes shone with determination, "Yeah, I believe you, you are very good, you are not sick."

It can only be said: I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, only because I am in this mountain.

Han Yu smiled happily, like a child, with two dimples sunken into two circles, "I like Sister Jiaran very much, Sister Jiaran is the best person I have ever met in this world."

When Zou Jiaran helped Han Yu to the sofa, he heard such a sentence, his heart skipped a beat, his face flushed red, and he stuttered, "You, you still have seen too few people."

At this time, Aunt Xue, the servant, brought two glasses of milk.

"Second Young Master, Miss Lu, drink some milk, it will help you sleep well at night."

"Well, thank you."

In order to ease the embarrassment, Wrinkle Jiaran first took a sip of the milk, it was sweet, thick and delicious.The girl smiled sweetly, and thanked Aunt Xue, but the corner of her mouth was accidentally stained with milky white milk.

Aunt Xue looked at Zou Jiaran and smiled kindly.

She didn't know the milk in the corner of her mouth at all, and thought that Aunt Xue was just happy because she drank the milk.

Han Yu lowered his eyes, laughed softly, and raised his eyes again, those black eyes were full of gentle stars, shining brightly, "Sister Jiaran is still like a child."

"Huh?" She looked blank, the faint fragrance of chrysanthemums in her hair wafted into her heart, her demeanor was clean and gentle, like a sika deer suddenly breaking into a wolf's den, frightened and fresh.

"The milk is all on my mouth."

As he spoke, Han Yu gently wiped away the milk at the corner of Wrinkle Jiaran's mouth with his soft and smooth thumb, stared at the milk on his fingertips carefully for two seconds, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"..."

"I'll try to see if it's because sister Jiaran's milk is too sweet and thick, so I dipped the glass."

He half-closed his eyes, smacked his mouth and tasted it, and smiled with spring on his face, "Aunt Xue is biased, it turns out that sister Jiaran's milk is sweet and thick."

Aunt Xue smiled, "Obviously it's Xiao Yu's mouth, he has always liked other people's things, and always thinks other people's things are delicious."

His eyes are gentle and tender, "It's true, I don't know why, I always feel that the things in my hands are not as fragrant as those in others' hands."

Wrinkle Jiaran's eyes were startled, and his eyes were a little sad. This habit is also unique enough.

Suddenly, the young butler came over. The butler was very good-looking, with a pair of sparkling and affectionate eyes, "Miss Lu, the master is waiting for you in the study."

Seeing the back of Qiao Jiaran disappear at the stairs on the second floor, Han Yu hugged the cup that Qiao Jiaran drank into his arms, and a hint of luck flashed in his dark eyes:
Sister Jiaran can't throw away the water glass she drank, it has to be kept, and draw a beautiful little dress on it to mark it.

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Inside the study.

Han Zidu turned his back to the door, his brows were tightly wrinkled, and he pinched the center of his brows repeatedly.

Kou Jiaran knocked on the door twice from the outside, and Han Zi walked over to open the door. When he saw Qiao Jiaran, his face was kind and friendly.

"Xiao Ran, come in and sit down." Han Zidu said, pulling away the chair opposite the desk.

Zou Jiaran hummed, nodded and smiled, and looked at the decorations in the house with curious eyes.

The whole room looks only 35 square meters, the decoration style is retro, the color is brown and gray, and most of the bookshelves are placed inside.

"Xiao Nan, is it comfortable to live at home?" Han Zidu asked, sitting opposite to Jiaran.

Zou Jiaran nodded obediently, "It's comfortable."

Ever since I saw Han Zidu's attitude towards Han Yu, I couldn't help but start to be afraid of Han Zidu.

Han Zidu also looked very unhappy, as if something was bothering him.Wrinkle Jiaran was afraid that she might say the wrong thing.

Han Zidu nodded, and asked again: "Xiao Nan, have you ever thought about finding your biological parents?"

After hearing the words, Zhe Jiaran was stunned for two seconds, then slowly lowered her head, her body was depressed, and her eyes were slightly sad.

If Han Zi hadn't mentioned it, Zou Jiaran would have almost forgotten that she was an orphan.

Bits and pieces of these years gradually emerged in my mind.

She couldn't help laughing wryly.

"I don't want to look for it."

She also doesn't want to look for it. The past 22 years have been too hard, and she has come here alone. Her heart has become so strong that she no longer needs anyone's company to overcome obstacles.

(End of this chapter)