Ye Shao's second wife

Chapter 336
That night, Han Qing really did what Su Jiu said, and drove directly from Beicheng to Su City to find Han Muzi.

When he arrived, it was already night, because he had told her on the phone in advance, so Xiaoyan went to a nearby supermarket to buy some needed materials, and prepared for everyone to have a supper together.

Xiaoyan's hand-cooking skills are not bad at all, and in addition to being with Han Muzi these years, in order to fill her stomach that can't stand takeaways, she has practiced good cooking skills.

Han Muzi and Xiaomi Dou are very dependent on her for cooking.

When she heard that she was going to cook, Xiaomi Dou was so greedy that she almost drooled, "Auntie Xiaoyan, shall we make hot pot later?"

Hearing this, Xiaoyan lowered her head and gave him a strange look: "It's not winter now, what kind of hot pot do you eat? You're not afraid of the heat to death?"

Xiaomi Dou was unhappy when he heard it, and pursed his lips and said, "You can also eat hot pot in summer, don't you think it's very interesting, Auntie Xiaoyan?"

This is saying...

Xiaoyan squinted her eyes to look at Xiaomi Dou, and suddenly stretched out her index finger to poke Xiaomi Dou's forehead.

"Impressive? You also learned a professional term, you snack food, don't think I don't know that you want to eat meat."

"Hmm." Xiaomi Dou covered her forehead, her white and tender face was full of anger: "Does my aunt and aunt make hot pot?"

"Don't do it." Xiaoyan turned around and turned on the faucet to wash the vegetables: "Your uncle works all the year round. Do you know that it takes more than two hours to drive from Beicheng to Suzhou City? And it should be enough for him to socialize outside. Tired, you still let people come over to eat hot pot? Can you let them eat something good in the middle of the night?"

Hearing this, Xiaomi Dou blinked her eyes, as if reading other meanings from her words.

Xiaomi Dou suddenly said something surprising: "Auntie Xiaoyan, why do you care so much about my uncle? Do you like him?"

"What did you say?" Xiaoyan suddenly jumped up as if her tail was being stepped on, she stared wide-eyed to look around, and when she found no one around, she quickly reached out and covered Xiaomi Dou's mouth: "You, you, you, you, you must not talk nonsense. Do Ba Dao know?"

Xiaomiou covered her mouth, unable to speak, just blinked and stared at her.

His appearance made Xiaoyan feel guilty, and she quickly let go of her hand, "Don't talk nonsense, you know? Otherwise, I won't get you food next time."

Hearing this, Xiaomi Dou seemed to have thought of something, tilted his head and said, "Auntie Xiaoyan make hot pot for Xiaomi Dou?"

Xiaoyan stood up, feeling sleepy, and unfurled the food in the bag angrily, and said, "Come on, can't I make it for you? Really, I probably owed you, my little ancestor, in my previous life." .”

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At this time, in the upstairs room, Han Muzi had already taken a shower, changed into a simple T-shirt and home pants, and was standing at the window talking on the phone.

"Mr. Lin, I asked my assistant to record and save your request at that time. The time we agreed on was within a month. Tomorrow I will ask my assistant to check on Miss Zhao's figure. After that I will design the work you want within the agreed time."

Speaking of this, Han Muzi paused, looked at the stars in the sky outside the window, and couldn't help reminding: "But it's past eight o'clock in the evening, and it's already time for rest."

When the other party heard this, he smiled embarrassedly and said, "Sorry, I was rushed too, so I won't disturb Miss Han's rest."

Han Muzi cut off the call, then put the phone on the table, and went to the bathroom with bare feet to take skin care products and dry her hair.

When she finished all this and came out, she happened to see her mobile phone vibrating.

Han Muzi walked over to pick up the phone, just in time to see the call from Han Qing.

"Is it here?"

Thinking of this, Han Muzi didn't answer the phone, but put on her shoes and went downstairs to open the door.

After opening the door, I saw Han Qing standing at the door in a dusty suit. The two looked at each other in the air. Han Muzi looked behind him, "Are you alone?"

Having not seen her for a long time, Han Qing really missed her, and couldn't help reaching out to rub her head.

Han Muzi was stunned for a moment, but she insisted on not avoiding it. After he messed up her hair, she said, "Brother, I'm not a child anymore. It's not appropriate for you to rub my hair like this."

"In my eyes, you will always be a child." Han Qing replied like this.

Hearing this, Han Muzi got a little crazy, bit her lower lip and turned sideways to let him walk in. "Brother, can we have a discussion? You can rub your head when you are at home, but can you not do this when you go out?"

She still remembered that when he was abroad, she was going to see him off when he was going back to China.

As a result, when Han Qing was about to leave, he rubbed her head in front of the public.

Thinking about how she was holding Xiaomi Dou's hand and wearing a pair of high heels, Han Qing actually rubbed her head.

At the beginning, Han Muzi was not used to his behavior, but after seeing Han Qing's eyes were full of doting and surprise, she couldn't bear to refuse, she didn't expect to develop a habit for him later.

Now... Han Muzi even has a feeling that he is raising herself as a daughter.

daughter...

Han Muzi couldn't laugh or cry.

"If you really like rubbing your head, rub your nephew more."

Speaking of his nephew, Han Qing walked in, closed the door behind his back, and then took off his shoes at the entrance, only to see a few pairs of women's slippers on the shoe rack, couldn't help but frowned and said, "Why didn't you Prepare for me?"

Hearing this, Han Muzi pursed her lips and said, "I didn't know you would come here so early, I haven't had time to go to the supermarket today."

After she finished speaking, she bent down and took out the largest pair of women's slippers inside: "Just wear it."

Han Qing stared at the pair of women's slippers in silence for a long time, and finally walked in barefoot.

"Brother, who do you dislike? There is no one else at home, so don't be embarrassed."

"Breathable."

Han Qing said in a deep voice.

The two walked inside together. When they reached the living room, Xiaoyan suddenly came out of the kitchen. When she saw Han Qing coming, a touch of pink appeared on her pretty pale face: "Han, Mr. Han is here!"

"En." Han Qing nodded to her.

When the eyes collided, Xiaoyan's face turned even redder. She bit her lip, and said, "I'm still cooking. Mr. Han, sit down first, and you'll be fine soon."

After speaking, he turned around 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.

Seeing that small figure, Han Qing's originally pitch-black eyes were stained with warmth, and he squatted down and hugged him in his arms.

"It's also special."

Han Yishu was the name Han Qing had given him.

Its nickname is Xiaomi Dou, and it was picked up by Xiaoyan with help.

(End of this chapter)