I'd love to live next door to you

But the problem is not serious. It doesn't affect her party tonight. But to be on the safe side, after breakfast, she made a bag of indigo.

I stayed at home in the afternoon and went to sleep for four hours. Good night in summer, I got up slowly and began to prepare for the party tonight.

It's about 8:00 p.m. to see you, so I went to the gate at 7:30 on purpose.

When she arrived at "resplendence", it was just after eight o'clock, but many people had gathered in the box.

This party was encouraged by Han Zhijin, so most of the people who came here are also friends of Han Zhijin.

Han Zhijin, the son of Han jingnian's eldest brother, called Han jingnian's uncle. He was the same age as Xia goodnight. He was also a classmate in primary school, junior high school and senior high school. If Han Zhijin didn't study abroad, they would be college students.

Among Han Zhijin's friends, several are his high school classmates and Xia goodnight's. song youman and Xia goodnight grew up together. AI Jiang is Xia goodnight's high school classmate, but the University's AI Jiang and Xia goodnight are really familiar with each other.

When Xia goodnight arrived, song youman and AI Jiang had not yet arrived. Han Zhijin was chatting with a group of his friends, but when he saw her, he rushed over.

Her marriage with Han jingnian was not known by many outsiders except the two families. So Han Zhijin met Xia goodnight and said "goodnight, goodnight" as before.

After Xia goodnight sat down, AI Jiang arrived in a short time. Because someone accompanied Xia goodnight, Han Zhijin ran away.

There are more and more people in the box. Song youman is the only one who can't help but take his mobile phone and send a message to song youman to ask where she is.

Song youman replied, "it's coming."

Summer good night didn't return to song youman. She put away her cell phone one second ago, and then the door of the box was opened again.

She thought that song youman had arrived. She subconsciously looked up at the door, and then saw the people coming in. The "youman" she was crying for suddenly froze on her lips.

Summer good night, I can't think of it. Han Zhijin called his little uncle, her husband, Han jingnian.

Han jingnian is like a born leader with a strong momentum. Even though his face is peaceful at this time, it still gives people a strong sense of oppression. As soon as he enters the door, the box becomes quiet.

Everyone's attention is on him, but he seems like a room of people does not exist, let alone look, even the eyebrows and eyes are not a bit of fluctuation.

Three seconds later, Han Zhijin stood up and opened his mouth like a conditioned reflex: "good, uncle."

Han didn't speak for years, but his eyes fell on Xia goodnight's face sitting in the comparison, but for a moment, he took back his eyes lukewarm and gave Han Zhijin a little nod.

With his actions, the atmosphere in the box improved a little.

"Please take a seat, uncle!" Han Zhijin's voice was more relaxed than that of just now. He said that he patted the vacancy beside him while he was still dogleg. Then he asked Han jingnian to sit down and poured him a glass of wine.

Han didn't pick a place for years, so he took a seat according to the place Han Zhijin took.

Xia goodnight, I don't know if Han Zhijin was intentional. Han jingnian sat by her side in an impartial way.