I really don't want a second marriage

That night, as Su Jiu said, Han Qing drove directly from Beicheng to sushi to find Han Muzi.

When he arrived, it was already evening. Because he had said it on the phone in advance, Xiao Yan went to the nearby supermarket to buy some needed materials and prepare everyone for a night snack.

Xiaoyan's hand cooking is not bad. In addition, she has been with Han Muzi in recent years. In order to fill her stomach that can't stand takeout, she has practiced a good cooking.

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

As soon as she heard that she was going to cook, Xiaomi bean was so greedy that he almost didn't drool. "Aunt Xiaoyan, do we want to make hot pot later?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yan looked down at him strangely: "it's not winter now. What hot pot do you eat? Aren't you afraid of dying of heat?"

Xiaomi Dou was not happy to hear it. He said, "you can also eat hot pot in summer. Don't you think it's very interesting, aunt Xiaoyan?"

That's right

Xiaoyan narrowed her eyes and looked at Xiaomi bean. Suddenly, she stretched out her index finger and poked it on Xiaomi bean's forehead.

"Feeling? You also learned a professional term. You snack goods. Don't think I don't know you want meat."

"Well." Xiaomi Dou covered his forehead, and his white and tender face was full of anger: "does that little aunt get hot pot or not?"

"Don't do it." Xiao Yan turned directly and turned on the tap to wash the dishes: "your uncle works all year round. It takes more than two hours to drive from Beicheng to Suzhou. Do you know? And people should be tired enough to socialize outside. You still let people come over to eat hot pot? Can you let people eat something good for most of the night?"

Hearing this, Xiaomi Dou blinked, as if she had read the meaning of other levels from her words.

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

"What are you talking about?" Xiaoyan suddenly jumped up like stepping on his tail, stared around, and then quickly reached out to cover Xiaomi Dou's mouth when he found that there was no one around: "you must not talk nonsense, you know?"

Xiaomi Dou was covered by her mouth and couldn't speak. She just blinked and stared at her.

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

Hearing this, Xiaomi bean seemed to think of something. He tilted his head and said, "does aunt Xiaoyan make hot pot for Xiaomi bean?"

Xiaoyan stood up, and the whole person Yanyan opened the food in the bag unhappily, and said, "can't I get it for you? Really, I probably owe you this little ancestor in my last life."

*

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

"Mr. Lin, I've asked my assistant to record and keep your request. The time we agreed is within one month. Tomorrow I'll ask my assistant to look at Miss Zhao's body shape, and then I'll design the work you want within the agreed time."

Speaking of this, Han Muzi's words were a meal. Looking at the stars in the sky outside the window, he couldn't help reminding: "but now it's past 8 p.m. and it's time for rest."

As soon as the other party heard this, he smiled a little embarrassed and said, "sorry, I'm also in a hurry. Then I won't disturb Miss Han's rest."

Han Muzi cut off the call, then put the mobile phone on the desktop, went to the bathroom barefoot to take skin care products and blow dry her hair.

When she finished all this and came out, she just saw her mobile phone shaking.

Han Muzi went over and picked up her mobile phone. She just saw the call from Han Qing.

"Is it here?"

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

After opening the door, I really saw Han Qing standing at the door. They 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 rubbing her head.

Han Muzi was stunned for a moment and just supported himself. After he rubbed his hair, he 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.

Hearing this, Han Muzi was a little crazy. She bit her lower lip and sideways let him come in. "Brother, can we have a discussion? You can rub your head at home and not when you go out?"

She still remembers that when he was abroad, he wanted to return home and she went to see him off.

As a result, when Han Qing was leaving, he rubbed her head in front of a public.

Think she was holding Xiaomi Dou and wearing a pair of high heels. As a result, Han Qing rubbed her head.

At first, Han Muzi was not used to his practice, but later she saw that Han Qing's eyes were all spoiled and lost surprises. She couldn't bear to refuse. Unexpectedly, she formed a habit for him later.

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

Daughter

Han Muzi couldn't laugh or cry.

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

Mentioning his nephew, Han Qing came in, closed the door with his backhand, and then took off his shoes at the porch. As a result, he saw only a few pairs of women's slippers on the shoe rack. He couldn't help frowning and said, "why didn't you prepare for me?"

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

With that, she bent down and took out the largest pair of women's Slippers: "make do with it."

Han Qing looked at the pair of women's slippers and was silent for a long time. Finally, he walked in barefoot.

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

"Breathable."

Han Qing said in a deep voice.

They walked inside together. When they came to the living room, Xiaoyan suddenly came out of the kitchen and saw Han Qing coming. A touch of pink immediately appeared on his pretty white face: "Han, Mr. Han is coming!"

"Yes." Han Qing nodded to her.

When the eyes collided, Xiaoyan's face became more red. She bit her lip and said, "I'm still cooking. Mr. Han will sit down first and get better soon."

Then he turned and quickly got into the kitchen.

"Uncle!"

At the same time, a small figure rushed out of the kitchen and went straight to Han Qing.

Seeing the little figure, Han Qing's dark eyes were stained with a touch of warmth, and half squatted down to hold him in his arms.

"Yishu."

Han Yishu was the name given to him by Han Qing.

His nickname is Xiaomi Dou. Xiao Yan helped him get it.