Warm love of substitute marriage

Han Yan didn't even find himself nervous. His heart was on the person in front of him.

The afterglow gradually set, and the horizon disappeared, leaving only a faint pink hanging in the corner of the sky.

Han Yan's question didn't get the answer he wanted. The man in front of him was already asleep on his legs.

Her sleeping face was quiet. He couldn't bear to disturb her, so he quietly looked at each other, his hand fell on her head, and stroked it twice as if it were a precious treasure.

Han Yan's eyes are full of spoil.

Li Xiaoxiao seemed to feel uncomfortable sleeping, so she changed her posture, so she almost fell down. Fortunately, Han Yan helped her in time.

Then, he carefully held each other's shoulders with one hand and raised her legs with the other. The princess picked him up. He stood up from his wheelchair and slowly walked to the European style big bed.

After he put her in bed, he carefully tucked her in for fear that she might catch a cold.

Li Xiaoxiao turned over, rubbed her head against the quilt, with a thin red on her cheeks and a smile on her lips. It seemed that she had a beautiful dream.

Han Yan stooped slightly, gathered around Li Xiaoxiao, stared at her lips, eyes deep, and slowly bent down.

Seeing that he was about to touch each other's lips, a voice suddenly broke the beauty in front of him.

"The eldest young master is bad. Several downstairs are discussing to drive you and your young grandmother out of the house!" the housekeeper who broke in stared at the Han banquet standing by the bed.

"Young master, you... Your legs..." he was right. The young master's legs are good. No, the young master's legs can't get better so fast.

Han Yan didn't expect the housekeeper to break in directly, and he saw such a scene.

In this family, he never told anyone that his legs were all right. In this family, he couldn't trust anyone.

Han Yan's eyes were cold.

The housekeeper worked around Han Lao for so long. Seeing all kinds of people and Han Yan's face, he suddenly understood something and immediately lowered his head.

"Young master, I didn't see anything. Don't worry, I won't say anything."

Han Yan came to the housekeeper step by step. At the moment, the housekeeper was gradually nervous. He could feel the pressure, and a cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He suddenly understood why old Han chose the young master as his successor. The young master was more terrible than he saw on the surface. At the same time, he also believed in the young master's ability.

"You've been here for decades. I believe you're loyal to my grandfather. Today's events should be regarded as nothing. Without my permission, you are not allowed to disclose any information about my legs." Han Yan's voice is indifferent and intimidating.

The housekeeper nodded again and again, "yes."

"Those people downstairs, let them make trouble. Oh, they want to drive me out of the house. Who gives them the right." Han Yan's eyes are cold.

After the housekeeper took the door, he looked back at the closed door and sighed, "Sir, if you don't wake up again, I'm afraid the young master won't be able to hold on."

Downstairs, Fu Xiaowei, the eldest aunt, was very happy when she learned that her husband had become the power holder of Han. Her tail even tilted to the sky these two days.

Han xuanya is even more proud. When she sees her best friend, she pulls to tell others that she will be Han's successor in the future. The whole Han will be her. Don't be so proud of her.

The eldest aunt Fu Xiaowei and Han xuanya yelled to drive Han Yan and Li Xiaoxiao out of the house. They wanted to be good for the Han family, but they were just taking revenge for public and private affairs. They remember clearly what Li Xiaoxiao had offended them in the past.

As soon as the housekeeper came downstairs, he was stopped.

"What did Han Yan and the smelly girl say? Why didn't they come down with you and ask them to pack up and leave." Fu Xiaowei knocked the melon seeds with a domineering face.

The housekeeper clenched his fist on his side. When he heard this, he was not happy. How could this family become theirs.

"Madam, the old man is still in the hospital. If you do this, how can you make a job if the old man wakes up and learns what you have done?

And I have to remind you that the master just takes over Han temporarily. When the master wakes up, Han is still the young master, isn't he? "

Fu Xiaowei threw away the melon seeds and narrowed her eyes. The housekeeper said the truth, but it was the truth she didn't want to hear!

"Oh, you are an old man's man. I don't care about what you said just now, but you still have to remember your identity. The person in charge of this family has changed..."

Fu Xiaowei's tone is full of threats. The implication is that the housekeeper is not obedient, so we can only deal with him.

The housekeeper nodded, "sorry, I'm talkative."

At this critical moment, he has to bear it, and the young master's legs are good, which is enough to prove that the young master has had countermeasures, and he can't relax until the last moment.

After the housekeeper left, Fu Xiaowei hummed coldly, "what is it?"

"Mom, don't be angry with unimportant people. We have to find a way to get Han Yan and Li Xiaoxiao out quickly! Otherwise, there will be no chance when Grandpa wakes up! Every time I see Li Xiaoxiao at home, I get angry and want to skin her directly."

Fu Xiaowei's eyes were gloomy: "it won't be long. Let me think about it."

Li Xiaoxiao slept directly until the next day. When the early morning sun shone into the house, she slowly opened her eyes.

The glare of the light made her squint, raise her hand to block the light, and release her hand until she got used to it.

Things in front of her gradually became clear. A familiar and beautiful face suddenly appeared at the bottom of her eyes. She blinked her eyes and her heart beat faster.

Han Yan lay on his side in front of her, only a fist away from her. Their breathing crossed together. The scene at the moment is very ambiguous.

Her mind suddenly recalled the scene of drinking with Han Yan yesterday. She only remembered that after drinking the wine, the things behind had no memory.

They won't be... Li Xiaoxiao bowed his head. In order not to wake up Han Yan, he carefully opened the quilt and found that he was still wearing yesterday's clothes, so he was relieved.

Fortunately, nothing happened, otherwise she couldn't explain clearly. Most importantly, she didn't know how to face Han Yan.

As early as she opened the quilt, Han Yan, who had always been sensitive, woke up. He put all Li Xiaoxiao's tangled face in his eyes.

This girl... Han Yan thought he should do something to her last night, otherwise he wouldn't take a shower alone in the middle of the night.

Lifting his eyes, Li Xiaoxiao was caught off guard by the joking eyes of Han Yan, which made sweat hair stand up.

"You... When did you wake up? You didn't make a sound."