my villain is too cute

Chapter 1125 Autistic Teenager (7)

She curled the corner of her lower lip politely, with a cold face, "Auntie."

Luo Mu looked at the bathroom door and asked in a low voice, "Is Xiao Ling asleep?"

"Yeah." Han Jin nodded, "I'm going back now."

Luo Mu was about to say something, but she could only give up when she heard the words, "Then you go back first, I really trouble you today."

The attitude is polite, but a little less alienated.

Han Jin: "No trouble, it should."

When she said this, Luo's mother remembered her engagement with her precious son.

Originally planning to retire the engagement, now it seems that I have to take another look.

It's just a rumor...Luo's mother looked at Han Jin with a strange look in her eyes, but she didn't ask anything.
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Han Jin left the villa, turned a corner and walked to the left.

The Lu family is also in this villa area, not far from the Luo family.

After taking a shower, Han Jin came out of the bathroom wiping his hair.

She came to the bed and picked up the phone that had been ringing for a long time, and connected it.

The other side didn't ask her why she didn't answer the phone for so long, and said directly, "Nothing happened today, right?"

"No." Han Jin wiped his hair, and replied concisely, with a cold and indifferent tone.

"That's good." Luo's mother was relieved, "Your father is still worried that you can't go by yourself, so let me just say, my daughter will be fine."

Han Jin listened and said nothing.

Luo Mu said a few words of concern as usual, then said she was still busy and hung up the phone.

Han Jin glanced at the screen that was hung up, and the expression in his eyes was as cold as before, with a permanent calm and calm.

The original owner's parents still love the original owner, but they are too careless and don't understand the child's longing for companionship.
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The next day.

Han Jin walked down from the second floor in his pajamas.

On the sofa in the living room, the secretary was already sitting there waiting.

"Miss."

"En." Han Jin responded, went to sit down at the dining table, and slowly ate the breakfast prepared by the secretary.

Secretary: "Ms. Luo just came and said that if you have time, I hope you can go to Luo's house."

Han Jin paused, stuffed a whole fried egg into his mouth, and went upstairs with puffy cheeks.

The secretary felt a gust of wind pass by, and the people at the table had disappeared.

secretary:……

In less than 5 minutes, the well-dressed girl came down from upstairs.

Han Jin straightened the cuffs of his white shirt expressionlessly, his legs wrapped in black trousers were slender and straight.

The girl looked indifferent, exuding a dignified demeanor.

The secretary was stunned for a moment, and then heard the girl who went straight to the entrance to change shoes, saying: "You don't need to come here today, I will have dinner at Luo's."

secretary:……

Why is the lady so sure that the Luo family will keep her for dinner?
The secretary didn't know that even if the Luo family didn't keep her, a certain god would just stay there with a shameless face.

The secretary replied: "Yes."
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When Han Jin came to Luo's house, Luo's father and mother were on the second floor.

Lying in a somewhat indecent position by the door of the bedroom at the end.

Butler: "Miss Lu, just go directly to the second floor."

Han Jin nodded.

Walking up to the second floor, she paused as she looked at Luo's father and Luo's mother's back, and came behind them a little faster.

"Ah..."

Inside the door, a teenager in light blue pajamas was sitting on the bed with his head down, his little hands in front of him, and his two index fingers twirling around.

He made a difficult sound, "Ah, ah..." Probably because he didn't speak much, his tone was a bit straight and jerky, but his voice was nice, as soft as a mouthful of cotton.

Luo Mu covered her mouth, her eyes were red, and she suppressed her excitement.

Her precious son has spoken!
Luo's father was also flushed with excitement, and the two of them lay by the door, looking at the young man inside the door through the small crack.

(End of this chapter)