look at our family

Pug sighed at the schedule on his notebook: "Comrades, after this month, we can rest."

The little girl was holding the document, with two huge dark circles under her eyes: "Boss, I really convinced you, what on earth are you doing? You are so energetic."

Jinxi patted the calendar: "You know? Time is money, without money we are nothing."

Sitting on the side of the small dimple, registered the information of those people one by one, raised his eyes from time to time to look at Han Su who was opposite, he didn't know what he was thinking, Han Su was staring at the phone and didn't know who he was sending messages to, and he smiled Call a Joy.

Jinxi and the younger sister looked at each other, and walked to Han Su's side one after another: "Little brother, what are you looking at? Who are you chatting with so happily?"

"That's right, look at this expression, it looks like a spring."

"Can you two be quiet? I have something to do." Han Su got angry with the two gossipers half-jokingly.

Jin Xi lowered her head and didn't know how to hold back her smile: "Isn't this your cousin? He just left, and you thought about it? What are you talking about with him? Aren't you annoying him?"

Han Su took a clear look at Jin Xi, and walked down the steps: "After all, we are a family. Once we get to know each other well, it won't be so annoying. He invited me to the concert tonight. I've wanted to see it for a long time."

"You men have dates every day. I am a woman and I don't even have a next family."

Jin Xi patted the little girl on the shoulder: "There will be, there will be everything, and things like spare tires just happen to you inadvertently."

The little girl nodded vigorously: "So if the spare tire works hard, it can also become the real tire?"

Jin Xi also laughed: "That's right, isn't the purpose of our marriage center to help others find spare tires and then become regulars?"

"Don't you belittle our matchmaking industry by saying that?"

Jin Xi also said: "This is called recognizing the reality and looking at the essence through the phenomenon. I understand that most people get married for the sake of getting married, and there are very few true loves."

"That's right, as life goes by, it turns sour. Sometimes true love may not be as good as a spare tire." The little girl also secretly glanced at the dimple on the opposite side.

Jinxi saw that the molesting was almost done, so she dragged the little girl back to her seat, and the little girl asked in a low voice: "Brother Jinxi, when do you think the two of them will be able to cultivate themselves?"

Jin Xi shrugged: "Who knows, Yuelao doesn't match up, and Cupid doesn't make any moves, so what can we do?"

"But you run a marriage parlor, isn't it too embarrassing for you to give up like this?"

Jinxi ignored the younger sister and began to read the materials on her own, and the younger sister went to tease Han Su to make fun of herself.

At six o'clock in the evening, Jinxi let people off work on time, and Han Song also appeared at the door of the store on time, leaning in front of the black jeep, smiling smugly at Jinxi: "Hi."

Jinxi also uncharacteristically took the initiative to get into the car, Han Song was also stunned for a long time, Han Su gave his brother a thumbs up, the little dimple continued to be unhappy, and the little girl happily walked towards the subway station.

"Brother, my cousin invited me to the concert tonight, you tell our mother that I will go back later."

"Okay." Han Song immediately understood why Jin Xi got into his car, turned around and opened the door to get in the car: "Okay, then be careful when you go back with him."

Han Su waved to his brother, pretending to be looking forward to the evening date, he smiled at his dimples: "I'm going to the concert, be careful on the way."

Xiao Diwo watched Han Su wagging his tail and happily walking in the direction of the concert hall, stomping his feet depressedly: "Listen, listen to me, I'll kill you, you've been fooled by your cousin, look what face you have." After saying that, he turned around Walk towards the station.

Han Song looked at Jin Xi who was sitting next to him: "Didn't you hide from me very diligently? Why did you send me to the car today? Did you miss me?"

Jin Xi pushed away Han Song's approaching face: "Don't get so close, I have something to tell you."

"what's up?"

"The matter about your little brother and my little dimple."

Han Song fastened Jin Xi's seat belt in a self-defeating way: "Have you made all the arrangements? Let's just go to the theater to watch a play tonight."

Jinxi looked at Han Song like a ghost, not knowing how to react: "You belong to a ghost, can you guess this?"

"You don't know it now. Psychology is sometimes a game of IQ."

"What do you mean?"

"I'm smarter than you. I can see through you, but you can't see through me."

Jin Xi wanted to slap the person in front of him, but he really owed it: "Since you can see it, tell me what are the chances of my success today?"

Han Song pointed to his own cheek: "You kiss me, and I'll tell you."

"roll."

"Come on, I'll take you to the entrance of the theater to watch the classic love triangle." Han Song patted Jin Xi's shoulder: "You know? My cousin is very persistent, and you can't control the heat of today's drama." , the injury is a dimple."

"How could that cousin of yours kill our little dimple?"

"People who can't love them are crazy, just like me, didn't my brother also say that he wanted to lock up the dimples? This is the gene of our family."

Jinxi looked at Han Song for a long time before asking, "What kind of abnormal gene is this?"

"Perseverance." Han Song's tone was a little serious, but with a little imperceptible helplessness.

The car parked in the parking space in front of the theater, Han Song got out of the car and didn't know what to do, only Jin Xi sat in the car, he looked around randomly, looking for the people he knew among the hurried and unfamiliar crowd.

There were no figures of Han Su and his cousin, and no dimples. After all, there was still half an hour before the concert started. They came very early. Jinxi was lying by the window. The wind was hot on the first summer night. He saw I feel helpless looking at the shirt on my body... This is still last year's style, and I haven't gone shopping for clothes for a long time. The last time the family went out to play was when I went to Wuling to see the peach blossoms in the spring of the year before last.

The family still needs to be with them. Seeing that Yanqiu and Teacher Tao are going to achieve a positive result, Jinchu also begins to break up with Mo Xiangsheng step by step. He doesn't know when a room will be vacant at home. The plan can't keep up with the changes. This time After earning so much money, let's take the family somewhere to play.

While he was still planning, he suddenly saw a person in the crowd... He stared at that person for a long time before he was sure that that person was the escaped prisoner he saw in the parking lot that morning.

He opened the car door and wanted to catch up, but someone grabbed his shoulder: "Where are you going?" It was Han Song's voice and Han Song's hand.

Pug pointed at the man in the crowd: "Look, is that the escaped prisoner I saw in the parking lot that morning?"

Han Song shook his head: "You are dazzled, that is the conductor of the orchestra, who came to the door to thank everyone, why did you become a jailbreak prisoner in your eyes, they are similar, but their heights are different."

Jin Xi breathed a sigh of relief, and a cold sweat broke out on his back: "I just saw that man in the car at the time, how did I know how tall he was?"

Han Song immediately bowed his head and smiled apologetically: "It's my fault, I apologize, I bought you KFC, do you want plain finger-licking chicken?"

Jin Xi snatched the bag: "Sure enough, you're on the right track, there's nothing that can't be solved with a meal."

"Only such an interesting family as yours can raise such an interesting child like you. You are cuter than your brother."

Pug didn't bother to talk to him, turned to look at the people before the concert, and then looked for Han Su and Xiao Dimple.

The moment Han Song turned his back on Jin Xi, he turned on his phone and sent a message to Wu Can, and then looked at Jin Xi in fear, and he chased him out impulsively... Maybe that person's next target would be Jin Xi.

Sure enough, this guy's safety awareness is too weak, so he needs to make up for it.

Jin Xi stared at that person for a long time, then turned to look at Han Song, he still felt that this person was very similar to the one he saw in the car, they were exactly the same, especially the indifferent temperament.

When he turned his head, Han Song was looking at his mobile phone, his brows were furrowed, he didn't know what he was thinking, Jinxi really couldn't understand the Han Song in front of him, he was sometimes flirtatious, sometimes unruly, sometimes serious. It doesn't look obtrusive on this person, as if he was born with so many faces, and he can be free and easy in the flow of gold powder.

Seriously, it's really bluffing.

Jinxi went to look at the entrance of the concert hall again, and found that those people had disappeared, but Han Su and Xiao Dimple still did not appear. He tugged at the corner of the clothes that La Han gave him: "I said, will they not come? Then I will perform today." Don’t play so many plays in vain?”

Han Song started the car, and Jinxi immediately looked back at Han Song who started the car suddenly: "What's wrong?"

With a cold expression on his face, Han Song said coldly: "You are not mistaken, that person is the one who escaped from the prison, but you don't want to see him, he will kill you. Anyone who has seen him in a state of embarrassment, he will I won't let it go. Do you understand?"

"Perverted murderer?" Jinxi suddenly remembered the word that Jinchu always kept on his lips.

Han Song nodded: "It's him."

"Who is he?"

"His surname is Mo, and he turned out to be a policeman."

"What?"

Han sent someone to drive towards the police station: "You accompany me to the police station, I want to give you some information about... your brother."

"My brother? My brother is a good citizen. Although he is lazy, greedy and doesn't like to work, he is still a good comrade. Even if you are an expert, don't just put a hat on our family Jinchu."

Han Song was amused by his malicious joke: "Your joke is not funny at all."

Jinxi sees a smile on Hansong's face again, it doesn't matter whether it's real or not, at least it's not a cold aura: "Then you're still smiling."

The two entered the police compound one after another. Han Song led Jin Xi to find a place to rest, and he entered the interrogation room by himself.

The handsome and humorous Captain Wu Can rushed over in three steps at a time: "I'm sorry to bother you on a date."

Pug shook her head: "No, I don't have a date with him."

Wu Can laughed loudly: "Don't be embarrassed, you and Dr. Han are a couple, and everyone here knows it."

"Just now, Han Song told me that the prison escaper I saw in the parking lot that morning was surnamed Mo, and he told me that this incident had something to do with my brother. I would like to ask, this prisoner surnamed Mo, and Mo Xiangsheng Does it matter?"

Wu Can looked at the closed door of the interrogation room: "Let Han Song tell you, I'm not very good at it."

Jinxi nodded, dull Xia Tian: "I didn't see Police Officer Lantian today."

"He sacrificed Hue to get news for us."

Jinxi was stunned for a long time before she realized: "Sacrifice the hue?"

Wu Can changed his words immediately: "He's gone on a date."

Jinxi saw that Wu Can was a little embarrassed, so he stopped talking, and Wu Can was also called away by several small police officers.

Sitting in the car on the way back, Han Song kept his face cold, Jin Xi was unable to comfort him anymore, he looked at the document in his hand.

Fugitive, Mo Hui

Undercover policeman, Mo Xiangsheng

Uncle and nephew relationship...

Jinxi said goodbye to Han Song, Han Song hesitantly lit a cigarette for himself, and the two waited silently for the cigarette to finish: "Go back and tell your father."

"My father asked you to check?"

"The first time I saw Mo Xiangsheng that day, I thought he was not an ordinary cake shop owner."

"Are you saying I want to tell Jinchu?"

"No, you can only tell your father about this."

"Then do I want to prevent Jinchu from interacting with him?"

Han Song was silent for a long time: "I don't know, I don't want it for now. Although Mo Hui is convincing, Mo Xiangsheng is indeed a good undercover agent who has performed excellent missions. He later quit the police force for no reason, and I don't know why, but I think he His eyes are clear, he doesn't look like a bad person, and Jinchu is not a child who can't distinguish between good and bad, so don't worry, don't take it too seriously."

"That's all right, you go back quickly. I'm going in."

Han Song shook his head: "You go in first, I'll leave after I watch you go in."

Jinxi looked at the documents in his hand depressedly, walked home, and when he was looking for the keys, Han Song's voice came from behind him: "Call me when you meet, just ask anything you want, I will answer it, I will answer it. help you."

Jinxi turned around, Han Song was covered in moonlight, and he was smiling with Jiyue Qingfeng. He suppressed his urge to walk towards that handsome man, stubbornly gritted his teeth and said, "I'm fine by myself."

"why?"

"I used to handle it all by myself."

Han Song snuffed out the cigarette butt in his hand, opened the car door, and smiled not lonely: "But you have me now."