[Full-time master] Glory!Live now!

After finishing the dangerous New Year's Eve dinner, Han Wenqing took the initiative to get up to help pack his things, but he saw Chu Yi lying on the table, staring at the small cup in front of him, his gaze was particularly persistent.After hesitating, he still called her: "Yichu? Go sit on the sofa after eating, and come over after I finish washing the dishes."

"... Oh." After a long time, he finally replied to him on the first day of the junior high school. He looked very obedient, and when he pushed the table, he was about to fall off the ground, but for some reason, he suddenly lost his balance, and the whole person threw himself on the ground!

Han Wenqing felt something was wrong early in the morning, so he kept paying attention to her. At this time, he quickly reached out to pick her up. He was startled and scared at the same time, so he gritted his teeth and whispered in her ear: "I really should let you fall once."

"...Anyway, you're here." Chuyi turned back to look at him, with a casual look, paused, and murmured as if he had just recovered, "Han Wenqing? You hug me What are you doing?"

While speechless, Han Wenqing also felt puzzled, so naturally he didn't dare to let go easily.But it's not a solution to be so stiff. Fortunately, the mother who has been unable to see the progress in the living room has given a clue-"Is she drunk? Why don't you send her back to the room."

"She didn't even finish that cup..." In the middle of speaking, the girl in her arms had flushed cheeks and clear eyes, but she couldn't seem to find the focus, and she was still grabbing his clothes and yelling dizzy, Korean Qing swallowed the second half of the words silently.With his free hand, he tore off the apron that was stained with oily smoke, and he simply hugged the girl horizontally, "I'll put her back on the bed first, and I'll clean her up later."

Mother Han nodded in satisfaction: "Go, go, don't worry! Let your father clean up later!" The world is extremely cold, only good wine is the only warmth in life...

"It's not all because you want to give girls drinks! It's all your fault!" Han's mother gave him a sideways look, with very strong arguments.

Father Han then shrank further away, muttering alone: ​​"I just heard that she was a former neighbor, so I feel kind... Didn't all the people in our old building move out later? I still want to ask Which family does she belong to..."

Facing the noisy parents, Han Wenqing, who is known for his strict style, couldn't laugh or cry.Thinking that the parents didn't know that Yichu was coming, they must have never cleaned the guest room, so they simply turned their heads and carried Chuyi into their own room, carefully putting him on the bed.

"Hmm...Han Wenqing!" The girl twisted, but she refused to just fall asleep and turned her head to call his name.

Han Wenqing had no choice but to turn on the light, and leaned over to the bed so that she could see him: "Why are you shouting all the time? You have to drink if you can't handle alcohol. You will suffer tomorrow." A strand of hair in front of her was pinned behind her ear.

The first day of the lunar new year smiled and stared at him brightly: "I'm not drunk! I only drank once! Take it! Take it!"

"Yes, yes, you are not drunk." "You are perfunctory!" Angrily struggling to get up on the first day of the junior high school, Han Wenqing quickly held her down: "No, no. You are right, you will always be right. Go to sleep, I'm going to cook you something to hangover." He calmed down casually, he almost suspected that he had raised a child, and it was the worst kind.

"Is it delicious? Yes, yes!" The girl lay on her side on the bed, blinking her eyes, with a cute look.

Han Wenqing heaved a sigh of relief, and just about to get up, she grabbed her clothes.Looking down, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at the girl: "Don't you want to eat delicious food? What are you pulling me for?"

The girl looked innocent: "I don't have it! Who is pulling you?"

With a thought, Han Wenqing held her left hand and lowered his body: "Who are you? Just tell me if you don't want me to go."

"Who doesn't want you to go! There must be a limit to narcissism... I don't explain it clearly to others every day, but I leave it behind when I get home... You only say a few words to me when you think about it! So much...uh! As if I can't live without you..." The girl seemed to be resentful, muttering, while staring at him with vicious eyes, threatening: "I also have a lot of little fresh meats to like! If you mess with me again Me, I will abandon you! Find them!"

Han Wenqing held her hand, stroking her hair gently, with a smile on his brows and eyes, so soft that he was in a mess, but his words were as domineering as ever: "No, I won't allow it."

"Why! I'm not someone like you!" The girl got angry and wanted to pull out her hand to hit him, but she struggled twice and couldn't move. Her whole face was wrinkled together in anxiety, but fortunately she always kept a half point. Reasonable, the injured right hand obediently shrank.

"What's the matter with hanging on to me if you don't like it! Even Zhiyue came to ask me, do you think I can flirt with anyone who wants to!"

Hearing what she said, Han Wenqing pondered for a moment, and put his big hand on her frowning brow: "So, you always think that I don't like you? Is this the reason for your recent troubles?" The words of the three of them were a little shaken, and they couldn't see their feelings clearly, and they didn't understand whether keeping Chuyi by their side would help her or hurt her.

But he didn't expect that the first day of the junior high school would be sensitive to his hesitation, and he only thought that she was just new to Tyranny and was not used to it, so he asked Bai Yanfei to get in touch with her more, really...

The girl on the bed muttered a lot, but finally shook her head: "Huh! Anyway, I don't like you! It doesn't matter to me what you do!"

Hearing what she said, Han Wenqing's hands subconsciously clenched even though he knew he shouldn't be fussy with drunks. Seeing her frowning, he quickly relaxed, leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Don't you like me? Why?"

"There are so many reasons!" The girl stared at him, her gaze never backing down, "The one who is tempted first has no human rights, right? If you don't say anything, why should I have to wait for you all the time!"

After finishing speaking, she seemed to feel that it was not enough. She licked her lips, turned her eyes, and stared at him again: "Then do you really like me?"

Touching her soft hand, Han Wenqing couldn't control the corners of his mouth, so he finally leaned over and gently pressed a kiss on the girl's forehead.

For a moment, in the quiet hut, only his low sigh was left: "It's really... I lost to you."

The lights went out, and Han Wenqing, who had worked so hard to put the girl to sleep, exited the room, closed the door, and returned to the living room.However, what was waiting for him there was his mother with a face full of anger, and his father who was holding the wine bottle and still looked sober.

There was an ominous premonition in his heart, but Han Wenqing's face remained calm: "Dad, Mom, why don't you watch TV?"

First of all, it was the sneering mother who couldn't hold her breath: "What kind of TV are you watching? The reality is much more exciting than TV... That girl, who is she! Yu Yichu, I didn't remember at first... She is that Yu Chenghai and Shen Rumei's daughter! Both of them are crazy, they fight every day, and the couple who died together in the end? Can you tell me the truth, does she have problems too?"

Han Wenqing is not someone who can lie: "She is indeed a bit unstable psychologically, but there is no major problem. I plan to find a chance to take her for treatment when I come back."

"Son, this is not a joke. You can like any other girl, even if it's a physical problem. It's hard to say what's in your heart. You've been married for decades, in case she suddenly thinks about it in the middle of the night How about stabbing you?" Then his father took the baton and persuaded him earnestly.

Han Wenqing was at a loss for words after being persuaded, and stroked his forehead and said, "Dad, you are thinking too far..."

Hearing what they were saying, the mother of the Han family couldn't help but joined the battle again, and her voice became a lot louder because of excitement: "I don't want to go far away! Who told you to be so determined..." "Mom, you Keep your voice down, she is sleeping. I am here to help her, and it has nothing to do with whether I see her or not." After interrupting his mother's more excited words, Han Wenqing's face was somber and serious.

"Ah? You didn't fall in love with her? That's the end of it, I'm going to talk nonsense to your mother for a long time!" But he was defeated by his own father who only listened to half of what he said, so he could only sigh: "You can't say that... "

So my father was not happy: "No, what do you mean? How can my old Han man be so fussy?" Even his mother refused to let him go: "Don't do this! Let me tell you , Your father and I really saw the way the girl at the dinner table looked at you! You brought her home, and now you're telling us that's not the case?"

Unable to be serious at all, Han Wenqing just felt speechless, and couldn't directly yell like he did to the team members. He had a headache: "Parents... do you want me to like her, or not?"

My mother put her hands on her hips in a particularly imposing manner: "What is our hope! Who loves to argue with you when it's Chinese New Year? It's obviously because you can't speak clearly! I'm your mother! No one knows you better than me, you Tell me now that you don't like her, we don't ask any more questions, and go to bed, do you dare?"

How dare Han Wenqing?He just couldn't control himself and kissed someone, so of course silence is golden.

But his mother refused to let him go: "Can't you speak? Haha, fight with me." "Hey, my wife, isn't our focus a little bit off? We seem to want to break them up." It's still Papa Han His mind turned first.

"Parents, can you stop tossing about? She finally fell asleep." Han Wenqing was so exhausted after the New Year's Eve, and Han Wenqing felt sorry for himself.

So Mother Han quit again: "Oh, she is tossing you and coaxing you in various ways. If your parents ask you a few more questions, you will become impatient? Why are we so unpopular?"

"You can ask whatever you want, but another day, she..." "Okay! You know how to anger me, so let me ask you one last thing, can you guarantee that she can be cured?" Mother Han interrupted her son angrily. A round of reaffirmation.

Han Wenqing finally regained his usual firmness: "No, but no matter what, I will always be with her."

Seeing his wife rolling her eyes in anger at this unworthy son, Han's father quickly took the big stick of educating his son: "Can't you say something nice to make your mother happy? At least say something that promises to work hard so we can rest assured."

"Okay, I promise to work hard." Knowing that his parents had compromised, Han Wenqing couldn't help but raise his lips.

Han's father curled his mouth: "It's a good thing, you work hard! You are as happy as a flower, thanks to the girl who doesn't despise you..."

"Dad, please keep your voice down." "Okay, okay, I'll keep your voice down, don't disturb the girl's sleep, that's fine..." Father Han was so heartbroken, he followed his wife back to the room while muttering, "What kind of son is this!"

The author has something to say:

Father Han: I seem to have raised a fake son.