President! School belle! Please respect yourselves! !

Today is New Year's Eve, the day before the Spring Festival.

The house started to become lively early in the morning.

There were several housekeepers doing cleaning in the house, and two chefs who were specially hired by the two old men at a high price were busy in the kitchen.

The old man was chatting with his old friends in the living room.

After Sheng Qingning woke them up, he went to the garden to water the plants.

After Lan Xin washed up and went downstairs, she saw Chang Han standing next to the old man and chatting and laughing with those old men.

There is no doubt that the old man pulled Chang Han over to show off to his old friends.

"So when do you plan to have a baby? I heard online that it's harder to have children when you get older."

Someone looked at Chang Han happily and asked.

At this time, Lan Xin, who had already cleaned herself up, walked to Chang Han and took Chang Han's arm.

"Thank you for your concern, we are not in a hurry about this matter. Having a child is not an easy thing. We hope that when we are ready and can provide the best love and care for the child, we will consider this issue again."

"Besides, he has the final say on whether or not to have children."

Lan Xin was hinting at something, and Chang Han immediately blushed when he understood.

Although the people sitting on the sofa were all old, they couldn't help but tease the old man when they saw the sweet look of the young couple.

He said that he could have a granddaughter like Lan Xin, and his own family would never be able to compare to her.

When Lan Xin spoke, her manners were elegant, and her elegant conversation revealed a sense of calmness and composure from the inside out.

She also answered the questions from her elders very politely, not embarrassing them but also explaining things that she had not considered for the time being very clearly.

Those people continued to chat, and Lan Xin pulled Chang Han aside.

Chang Han tried to pull his arm free, but Lan Xin refused to let go.

"There's no one here anymore."

Chang Han was so angry that he gave her a blow to the head.

Although Lan Xin felt pain, she couldn't bear to let go and rubbed her forehead against his arms.

Chang Han tried a few more times without success, and seeing that there were so many people here today, he just let her do it.

Most of the people who come here are the descendants, grandchildren and granddaughters of the old man’s friends.

When he met people of the same age, he and Lan Xin would chat about random things.

But most people are praising them for their good looks and saying they are a perfect match and look like a perfect couple.

Lan Xin enjoyed listening to this, but Chang Han's face became redder and redder.

After exchanging pleasantries with them, Lan Xin left and went to the bathroom.

At this time, Chang Han also took the opportunity to go to the garden outside the house to adjust his breathing.

Chang Han tried his best to behave properly in front of those people, but his face was already stiff with a smile.

A piece of open space in the large garden has been cleared out by the old man for use as a barbecue area, and Sheng Qingning is busy there.

Just as Chang Han was about to raise his foot to move over there, he felt the touch from behind again.

Lan Xin had come back by this time, with a towel in her hand.

Lan Xin looked at him, "Are you going to keep looking at me like this?"

"Lower your head."

Chang Han didn't understand but still obeyed and lowered his head.

The next second, the towel in Lan Xin's hand gently wiped her face.

After applying the warm towel to his face, Chang Han immediately felt that the stiff smile on the corners of his mouth had relaxed a lot.

Chang Han lowered his head, and Lan Xin happened to whisper in his ear.

"What were you looking at just now, little brother?"

"I've only been away for less than a minute and you can't help but look at other women?"

Lan Xin leaned close to his ear and breathed a sweet voice, and gently bit his earlobe.

Chang Han, who was caught off guard by the sudden attack, looked up suddenly.

He raised his head and his lips just brushed against Lan Xin's delicate and tempting cheek.

"..."

Her lips were soft and full, like carefully carved rose petals. When she smiled, the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, and the lines on her lips bloomed slightly, as if with a hint of naughty temptation.

At this moment, the corners of those seductive lips revealed a faint smile.

Chang Han seemed to realize that he had been staring at her lips and lost his mind. His cheeks turned red instantly and red appeared around his ears.

At this time, Sheng Qingning, who was holding a skewer of meat in his hand, passed by them and looked at them both with contempt.

Chang Han wanted to ask her something, but before he could open his mouth, Sheng Qingning had already walked away.

Before Chang Han could take his eyes off her, Lan Xin, who had already noticed it, put the towel on Chang Han's face again.

Lan Xin spoke softly, "Why is your stinky brother only staring at her? Am I not as good as her? Or do you think my figure is not good enough...?"

As she spoke, Lan Xin slowly pulled her collar, and in a few seconds her snow-white neck was exposed.

Chang Han's eyes almost popped out when he saw this. Before he got angry, he reached out to straighten her collar.

"You're a hooligan. Do you like others looking at you so much?"

Chang Han really didn't expect that she would dare to act like a hooligan in front of so many people at home.

Lan Xin took advantage of the situation and burrowed into him like a boneless person, and buried her head in Chang Han's neck.

"Is your stinky brother jealous?"

Chang Han's young face turned red and he suddenly became at a loss.

This is like challenging a demon king with level 99 with an experience value of .

More of a coward.

"No, how is that possible?" Chang Han's face turned red.

Although Lan Xin didn't look up, she could already imagine Chang Han's blushing face and couldn't help but giggle.

Lan Xin also noticed that Chang Han seemed to no longer resist such intimate contact with her in the past few days.

So Lan Xin, who had buried her face in his neck, became bolder.

"Well, I'll only look after you from now on, okay?"

When Lan Xin looked up at this moment, her eyes were bright and deep, and the cold look she had at the beginning was long gone.

But her eyes reflected her own world.

When she looked at Chang Han, the tenderness and care in her eyes made him feel extremely reassured and comfortable.