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On the way home, Sun Zheyang was still the only one to drive, and it was difficult for Han Chenxin to even put his hand on the seat belt. He deeply felt the inconvenience of one hand, but he was obviously injured because of the person beside him. However, this person seems to be able to completely ignore it.

When we got home, Han Chenxin took out the keys in his pocket with one hand, and Sun Zheyang asked him, "Can you help me?"

Han Chenxin said, "It's not necessary."

However, before he took out the key, the door opened from the inside. It was Han Zixin who opened the door. She heard the sound of someone pulling out the key to open the door. She only knew that her brother was coming back for dinner, but she did not expect that A stranger came back with her brother.

Han Zixin froze for a moment.

When Han Chenxin called her name, she came back to her senses and noticed the bandage on Han Chenxin's arm, "Brother, did you hurt your hand?"

Han Chenxin nodded and walked inside.

Han Zixin's attention was all shifted to Sun Zheyang behind him.

Facing this beautiful girl, Sun Zheyang didn't hesitate to smile at all. He even bowed slightly and asked, "Are you Zixin?"

Han Zixin looked at Sun Zheyang hesitantly, and suddenly had a guess in her heart.

Sun Zheyang reached out and touched her head, and said, "It's so beautiful."

Just like what a gentle brother would do to his younger sister, Han Chenxin never did this to Han Zixin.

Sun Zheyang withdrew his hand and noticed that Han Chenxin was looking at him, so he smiled and put his hands in his trouser pockets, and followed him in.

Xu Jiayi and Han Zhong came out of the kitchen, and Han Zhong greeted them with a smile, "Are you back?"

Xu Jiayi tried hard to control her expression, but her smile still looked awkward. Although she didn't like Sun Zheyang, between them, she absolutely couldn't be the one who fell out first.

Sun Zheyang glanced at Han Zhong, then at Xu Jiayi, without saying hello to anyone, but raised his head to look at the house, "Not bad, the house is so big, and the environment is pretty good."

This house is no longer the one before Han Zhong's divorce. Although the decoration is very old, it did cost a lot of money back then, and the environment is not bad.

Sun Zheyang walked to the sofa and sat down, "Unfortunately, my mother and I have never lived in such a nice house."

Han Zhong couldn't hold back his smile anymore, no matter what Sun Zheyang said, he always had some sarcasm.

At this time, Xu Jiayi could hold on better than Han Zhong. She even went to the kitchen and poured a cup of tea for Sun Zheyang, put it on the table, and said, "Xiaocheng, I haven't seen him for many years, he has grown so big in the blink of an eye."

Hearing this, Sun Zheyang said with a smile, "It's been a long time for you to blink. In the blink of an eye, the mistress is on top, and the main house is killed."

Xu Jiayi couldn't hold back anymore, and pushed Han Zhong from behind, meaning to blame him for calling Sun Zheyang back.Han Zixin also walked up to Han Chenxin, and raised her head to look at Han Chenxin.

At this moment, Han Chenxin said, "Mom, you can cook first."

Xu Jiayi's attention was immediately drawn to Han Chenxin's arm, "What happened? So careless?"

Han Zhong also came over with Xu Jiayi and asked about Han Chenxin's arm injury. At this time, the family could only pretend that Sun Zheyang didn't exist and that what happened just now didn't happen.

After saying a few words, Xu Jiayi went back to the kitchen, Han Zhong also went in to help, and before Han Zixin went back to her room, she took a few glances at Sun Zheyang.

Han Chenxin sat down on the sofa, and Sun Zheyang put away his playful smile, but in a casual tone, he knocked out a cigarette from the cigarette case and said, "I'm sorry, I couldn't control my emotions."

In fact, Han Chenxin couldn't tell what he felt after hearing what Sun Zheyang said just now, so he said, "It's okay."

He could have said a few more words, and he would also ridicule and confront each other, but at that moment, he felt that their family was a little sorry for Sun Zheyang's mother and son, so there was no need to go to those happy words. Fight with him.

After Sun Zheyang lit the cigarette, he asked, "Do you mind if I look around?"

Han Chenxin said, "You can do whatever you want."

Sun Zheyang stood up with a cigarette in his mouth, walked to the door in the corner of the living room, pointed at the door and looked at Han Chenxin.

Han Chenxin told him, "That's my room."

Sun Zheyang then stretched out his hand and opened the door.

Han Chenxin's room still looks like it did when he was a student, and there are even middle school textbooks on the bookcase.Sun Zheyang turned around inside, reached out to take a book of his, flipped a few pages and put it back before coming out.

There was a wind chime hanging on the door of the next room, and Sun Zheyang knocked on the door politely this time.

Han Zixin opened the door from the inside.

Sun Zheyang said politely: "Hello, can I come in and take a look?"

Han Zixin retreated to the door and got out of the way.

Sun Zheyang walked in, looked up and looked around.

Han Zixin's room looked like an ordinary girl's room, nothing special, just like Han Zixin's character, not very rebellious, but not very obedient either.She is in adolescence, and she actually has a lot of ideas that she can't communicate with her parents. In contrast, she would rather talk to her brother about some things, but unfortunately her brother didn't show any intention of communicating with her.

Looking at Sun Zheyang's tall back, Han Zixin suddenly had a strange feeling that this person was also her brother, although it was the first time they met, they had blood from the same father.

Sun Zheyang was very indifferent to this family, except for Han Zixin.He even sat down in front of Han Zixin's desk and asked what Han Zixin was looking at.

Han Zixin was actually reading a novel, and when she heard someone knocking on the door, she covered the novel with a textbook.

Sun Zheyang sat down on her chair and noticed the exposed corner of the novel cover.

Han Zixin quickly reached out and pushed the textbook to cover it.

Seeing this, Sun Zheyang smiled, and nodded his lips with his right index finger, "I have a tight mouth, so I won't speak."

Hearing what he said, Han Zixin also smiled slightly.

Sun Zheyang touched Han Zixin's head with his broad palm again, "In the future, if someone bullies you, just tell me, and I will help you deal with those people."

"Can you please stop talking nonsense," a voice came from the door, and it turned out that Han Chen followed worriedly.

Sun Zheyang turned around, put one hand on the back of the chair, "What nonsense am I talking about?"

Han Chen thought, "Please come out, don't interfere with Zixin's reading."

Sun Zheyang stood up and said to Han Zixin, "Keep watching." Then he walked out the door.

When he came out, Sun Zheyang closed the door of Han Zixin's room, then stood face to face with Han Chenxin by the door, and said, "Can I say a few words to my sister?"

Han Chenxin's voice was very soft, and he didn't want Han Zixin to hear it. He said, "You admit that she is your sister?"

Sun Zheyang spread his hands, "Am I going to admit that it's not all the facts that are in front of me? You can't put the two of you brother and sister back into your mother's stomach, brother?"

Han Chenxin lowered his eyes and snorted softly.

Sun Zheyang suddenly approached him, close enough to feel each other's breath, and asked, "What do you mean? Are you afraid that I will talk to your sister? Are you afraid that I will harm her?"

Han Chenxin looked up at him.

Sun Zheyang said: "I'm not a pervert. I can't do it with a little girl. Put away your dirty thoughts." While speaking, Sun Zheyang raised his hand and patted Han Chenxin on the chest. .

After filming, Sun Zheyang suddenly asked: "Does your arm still hurt?"

Han Chenxin was surprised by his sudden change of subject, and subconsciously replied, "It doesn't hurt if you don't move."

"Well," Sun Zheyang said, "don't move around, be careful of dislocation of bones. Thank you today, you are a good brother who is considerate and caring."

At this time, Xu Jiayi came out with the dishes, and she said to Han Chenxin, "Come and eat, I want to drink more bone soup tonight."

The meals were put on the table one after another, and a seat was added next to the square table where the family usually eats. It was placed between Han Zhong and Han Chenxin, and it was for Sun Zheyang.

Xu Jiayi recovered after being squeezed by him, but she didn't greet Sun Zheyang again, but Han Zhong told Sun Zheyang to go over and sit down.

Han Chen's heart was hurt, and Han Zhong didn't plan to drink today.

He picked up the chopsticks, and the first thing he did was pick up a chopstick dish for Sun Zheyang, "Your favorite food when you were young, try it quickly."

Han Zhong seldom cooks, but it's not that he doesn't know how to cook. When he was young, he occasionally cooked two dishes. Sun Zheyang was super supportive, and he shouted "It smells good" before he even moved his chopsticks.

But today, Sun Zheyang didn't respond to him anymore, he just ate the food in the bowl without expressing any opinion.

Han Chenxin only had one left hand left, and he could still eat with a spoon, but it was difficult for Xu Jiayi to force him to gnaw his bones.

Seeing the big stick bone caught in his bowl, Han Chen shook his head in embarrassment, "No more."

Seeing this, Xu Jiayi asked Han Zixin to change seats with her, and sat next to Han Chenxin to feed him.

Han Chenxin shook his head quickly, "I really don't want it."

Xu Jiayi refused to give up, picked the meat off the bone with chopsticks, and brought it to Han Chenxin's mouth.

Han Chen subconsciously dodged for a moment, but his hand accidentally touched the bowl by the table and pushed the bowl down.Han Chenxin immediately stretched out his hand to catch it, but he couldn't move his right hand, so he had to rely on his left hand. The movement of his body was too big, and he fell over to the right side with the stool and the person.

If he fell this time, his right hand would be dropped again, and Han Chenxin couldn't help but turn pale.

However, Sun Zheyang, who was sitting on his right, moved quickly, grabbed his collar and pulled him into his arms.

Han Chenxin felt his right arm hitting Sun Zheyang's chest, and the pain still made him let out a low moan.

Sun Zheyang supported his back with one hand, and his waist with the other, and stabilized him, then sneered, "Is this eating or wrestling?"

Han Chenxin finally got over the pain and said, "Thank you."