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Han Qi suddenly felt that he could not keep up with Fu Juntong's thinking rhythm at all.

Didn't this just finish clearing up the broken glass? Why did the topic suddenly come back to acting skills?

But Han Qi subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

He looked at Fu Juntong's expression, hoping to get a little clue from it, but unfortunately he failed.Fu Juntong looked very calm and calm, except for his pair of frowns.

What he didn't know was that when he was looking at Fu Juntong, Fu Juntong was also guilty.

The person involved was wrong, and the person concerned now regrets it very much.

He had just finished tidying up when he suddenly remembered that when Han Qi was leaning against the wall, he was both a little scared and trying to control his appearance, feeling a little pitiful for no reason.

When Fu Juntong recalled that scene, he felt that his whole body was full of guilt and a little bit guilty.

If Han Qi knew that at least half of his appearance was fake, it would be over.

Unexpectedly, he was so engrossed in his thoughts that he didn't even realize when Han Qi left, and almost gave away his secrets.

In order to dispel Han Qi's slight doubts, Fu Juntong immediately planned to preemptively: "I was just thinking, if you only bring such a few things, are you really planning to stay at my house for a few days before leaving? If I don't do well enough, You can tell me directly."

Although I failed to pretend to be pitiful once before, the result was good anyway.Through these few times of getting along, Fu Juntong could clearly feel that Han Qi was soft-hearted, and talking to him with this attitude and tone would be successful.

as predicted.

What Fu Juntong said was sincere, three points were true and seven points were false, and he told Han Qi so vividly that he forgot everything he suspected just now.

"No, there's nothing wrong with it." Han Qi helplessly raised his forehead, why did he mention this again? He had already made it very clear, so he almost swore to the sky.

"The things you brought are not as many as my mother's trips out."

Han Qi looked at the suitcase in his hand, it was indeed not that big, but the problem was, he really couldn't think of anything else he needed to bring. Seeing Fu Juntong's frown deepened, he felt bad. Seeing the situation, he boasted: "It's all Brother Fu, you have prepared well, everything is in place, and I don't need to worry about anything at all."

Han Qi said as he touched the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead.

Good guy, he has focused all his social skills on Fu Juntong since he grew up.

He really tried his best.

The fact is indeed so, after Han Qi said so few words, the air pressure around Fu Juntong suddenly changed.

If Fu Juntong's method of changing the subject just now was the result of many observations, then Han Qi's was really a mistake.

Han Qi's tone was gentle and coaxing, and he spoke in a soft voice, adding Yishui's praise, Fu Juntong had never seen such a battle before.

Han Qi had always been gentle before, but this was the first time Fu Juntong had heard such a compliment.

This couldn't help but make him a little bit flustered, but he came back rationally and quickly controlled himself.

He naturally took the garbage bag and suitcase from Han Qi's hand, and walked in front of Han Qi, without saying a word, as if there was no difference from before. If there is any difference, it can only be said that he looks colder Yan is noble, as if she just came back from a company meeting.

But for some reason, Han Qi could clearly feel that both the bossy boss Fu and the paranoid hero Fu should have gone offline, and now the gentle and normal Fu he is most familiar with should be online.

This realization can't help but make him relax.

It's over.

But if you think about it carefully, did Fu Juntong suddenly switch to a different attitude? It's very fresh and cute, hehe.

As soon as they got downstairs, they met Zhao Yajing, Aunt Zhao, who had returned from shopping for vegetables in the supermarket. She glanced at Han Qi's suitcase: "Xiao Qi, are you going on a long trip?"

Seeing Aunt Zhao walking towards him with two bags full of vegetables, Han Qi hurried to meet him.

Fu Juntong was originally walking side by side with him, but he was thrown aside.

What made him most sad was that it was not convenient for him to get close to this scene, so he could only stand a few steps behind Han Qi and just look at him like that.

"Yes, I'm going to go out for a while, maybe a year or so." Han Qi calculated a little, and now it's almost a month or two months, and a year is enough, and it can't always be Stay at someone else's house.

He saw that Zhao Yajing was carrying two big bags, and he wanted to help her carry the bags for fear of her hardship.

Zhao Yajing took a step back, waved her hands, and shook the bag together: "That's it, no, don't, these things are not heavy."

Han Qi didn't force it, but continued: "Besides, I'm going to college, and I may go out frequently in the future."

"Yeah, look at my memory, I almost forgot."

Zhao Yajing slapped her head suddenly, even though she was holding a bag in her hand, this action was still very easy.

Han Qi really believed that these things were not heavy anymore, at least for her, they were really not heavy.

After the two exchanged a few words of pleasantries, Zhao Yajing could be regarded as giving Fu Juntong's attention to Fu Juntong who was standing behind Han Qi.

"Xiao Qi, what is this?"

Although the person in front of her seemed to be young, Alai felt very unusual to her. She had been neighbors with Han Qi's family for so many years, and she didn't seem to have seen such a young man appear.

Although Fu Juntong was not very close, there was no problem hearing what they were talking about. He was a little surprised when Zhao Yajing mentioned himself.

"He's my cousin from far away." Han Qi didn't know how to explain the specific relationship between him and Fu Juntong to Zhao Yajing, so he could only speak vaguely.

Although Fu Juntong wanted to know that the answer he wanted couldn't come out of Han Qi's mouth right now, but he still couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when he heard this.

Fortunately, he has kept a cold face, and he can't see any clues.

Aunt Zhao felt that he was unfamiliar, so she asked Han Qi a few more questions, and then pulled him aside, "Your cousin doesn't look very easy to get along with, you must be careful."

She took Han Qi's hand, with obvious concern in her eyes and tone.

"It's okay, auntie, he just looks bad, but in fact he is gentle." Han Qi knew that Zhao Yajing said these words because she was worried about him, but he felt that he still had to testify for Fu Juntong.

After all, Fu Juntong was really nice to him, at least in his memory, there was no one who could treat him better than Fu Juntong.

Seeing Han Qi's words were so firm, Zhao Yajing felt a little relieved.

She glanced back and forth between the two and saw Fu Juntong's cold face. Although she was still not completely relieved, Han Qi had always been a very measured child. Since he said so, there should be nothing wrong.

It's getting late, and it's not good for her to hold on to him all the time, "Then Auntie will leave first."

She waved to Han Qi, then turned and left.

Han Qi nodded at Zhao Yajing, watched her off, and walked back to Fu Juntong until she was out of sight.

Fu Juntong has always kept a good distance.Ever since he started communicating with Zhao Yajing, he has been standing by the side, especially after he was pulled aside to talk, he didn't move at all.

This sense of distance can make Han Qi feel that he is respected, and it can win his favor.

Fu Juntong didn't say anything until he got back to the car.

Han Qi was still thinking that if Fu Juntong asked, he would play tricks in bad faith, don't rush to say it, and take his time, but Fu Juntong didn't seem to ask at all, instead he just pulled him and planned to When he went straight home, Han Qi still felt a little uneasy in his conscience.

Although Fu Juntong didn't speak or show it, he somehow felt it. In fact, Fu Juntong still wanted to know.

Han Qisi thought about it, and finally decided to tell him directly.

So in the car, he took the initiative to say: "Aunt Zhao is my old neighbor and has always taken care of me. She was a little worried when I suddenly had to go out, so she pulled me over to talk."

The voice stopped abruptly here, which made Fu Juntong even more curious, who had pricked up his ears to know what Han Qi said after being pulled over.

"What did that say?"

Fu Juntong endured it for a while, but in the end he couldn't. After Han Qi was pulled aside by Zhao Yajing, he had no idea what they were talking about. He could only tell from his body movements that it was him.

Seeing that Fu Juntong couldn't hold back his question at last, Han Qi couldn't help but secretly smiled, and he said, how could Fu Juntong hold back so much.

He was driving, and Han Qi was not good, so he just teased him like this, so he simply didn't keep it up: "Let me tell her, my distant cousin, although he always has a straight face, is very kind and gentle. , and take good care of me, I have said so, so Aunt Zhao is quite at ease with you."

He really praised Fu Juntong well.

"En." Hearing Han Qi's words, Fu Juntong only uttered one word, and the expression on his face didn't change at all. If it was someone he didn't know, he would definitely feel that Fu Juntong was completely unmoved, even facing his cold face It will also be a bit awkward.

But Han Qi was different. He was completely true. Relying on his sharp eyes, Han Qi keenly noticed that Fu Juntong's ears suddenly turned red, which did not match his stern temperament at all.

But it's cute.

Han Qi didn't expose him either, he turned his face out of the window, looked at the various scenes flying by outside the window, couldn't hold back, and put a big smile on his face.

The car window vaguely reflected his bright smiling face.

The wind and the sun are beautiful, and today is another beautiful day.

The author has something to say:

For Xi Zai, if you are willing to accept, it is already the beginning of love.