Mr.President, don't be too bad

"You have the wrong number." Hearing his voice, Yan smiled and jumped at the bottom of her heart. It was delicious but cold.

Yu Han seemed stunned and said, "I'm sorry."

Yan Xiao pursed her lips and hesitated to ask him what happened.

"What are you doing?" Yu Han took the lead in opening his mouth.

"I'm... At home." As soon as the word "home" was finished, the car on the street honked at the right time.

Yu Han's voice was dignified: "you lie."

Damn car!

"I can't forget my key when I go out?" Yan smiled angrily.

"You don't have a key? Are you alone in the street now? " Yu Han's voice suddenly became nervous.

"Who said that?" Yan Xiao retorted.

There are so many people in the street.

There was a moment of silence on the phone

"Now the people who unlock the lock must have gone to the new year. Would you like to consider coming to me for a while?" Yu Han asked.

His low and gentle voice, in the cold New Year's Eve night, with a trace of heat boiling bewitchment.

Yan smiled and said, "no!"

Who knows who he's with.

"I was going to make dumplings, but my hand was cut. If you can come, you can bring me some band aids."

Yan Xiao frowned at the speech.

He called Zhang Xiaoyu because he cut his hand and asked for a band aid?

"If you don't want to, forget it." Yu Han's clear voice sounded faintly, with some disappointment.

Yan Xiao's heart tugged fiercely, and then said, "it won't hit the car."

Upon hearing this, Yu Han immediately said, "are you near your house?"

"Yes."

"Then I'll pick you up." Yu Han said eagerly, "it's cold outside. Go to the corridor first. I'll come soon."

With that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Yan Xiao's reaction.

"..." it seems that she hasn't promised yet?

Yan Xiao wanted to go back, but his steps couldn't move.

Finally, he sighed and stood waiting.

On the evening of new year's Eve, many people returned home early, so there was no traffic jam.

So, Yu Han really arrived soon.

"Didn't you go to the corridor? Why are you standing here?" Seeing Yan Xiao jumping in place, Yu Han felt a pain in his heart.

"How different is the corridor from here?" Yan smiled and looked at his hand: "is your hand okay?"

"It's all right. I put a band aid on it. Get in the car." Yu Han reached out and took her arm and opened the door.

"Your family... New Year's Eve, I'll disturb..." Yan smiled hesitantly.

Yu Han reached out and stuffed her into the co pilot: "you haven't been disturbed."

"When did I bother you? Last time it wasn't to give you a wallet. How can you not know a good heart? " Yan smiled angrily.

She reacted strongly, but Yu Han looked in a good mood. "Well, I didn't thank you last time. I just invited you to dumplings tonight."

"That's about the same."

Yu Han lightly hooked his lips, started the car and drove to his house.

As soon as the car started, Yan Xiao immediately felt sleepy. After yawning twice, he fell asleep.

Yu Han turned to look at her, and a faint tenderness overflowed from the bottom of his eyes.

In fact, he deliberately called Zhang Xiaoyu and her tonight.

He knows what it's like to celebrate the new year alone.

So he wanted to call her over, but it was hard to speak directly.

As a result, she forgot her key when she went out.