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"Wake up, baby!" Zhou Yan was in a great mood early in the morning. If he had a tail, he would probably be flying up to the sky by now.

Han Xie got goosebumps from being called, "Brother, from now on you can call me by my name normally, I'm really not used to you like this."

Wearing a floral apron, Zhou Yan smiled at him and said, "Don't young people like to call it that now?"

"Besides, if there's anything you're not used to, you'll get used to it after calling a few more words, right? Baby?" Zhou Yan raised his eyebrows at him, the embarrassment should not be too obvious.

Han Yu shook her head helplessly, pressed the tips of her reddened ears down, and fled into the bathroom like a mouse.

Zhou Yan swayed into the kitchen humming a little tune, and Han Yu's reaction was not too interesting.

Although nothing happened last night, Han Yu just felt that when he and Zhou Yan were alone together, even the atmosphere was different and awkward, but he felt that he would not resist too much.

It's a shame...

Han Yu swallowed the black fried egg that was still fried with Zhou Yan's characteristics in one gulp, with a bitter expression on his face while chewing.

"I'll go home to take care of my dad in the morning, and remember to go to work well later." Zhou Yan picked a scarf from the hanger at the door and handed it to Han Yu, and squatted down to put on his shoes.

"Well, good." Today Han Xie took the second shift, so he didn't have to go so early.

"Be careful on the road." Han Yu stood at the door wearing the little pink plush slippers that Zhou Yan bought before saying goodbye to him.

"Why?" Han Yu looked at Zhou Yan who opened his arms towards him, and hurriedly took a step back.

"Hold me." Zhou Yan looked down at him.

"Hurry up, I'll be late later." Zhou Yan stomped her feet, like a child begging for love.

Forget it...

Han Yu moved her steps and buried herself in Zhou Yan's chest bit by bit.

"One hundred." Han Yu said in a low voice.

The familiar creaking sound sounded, and Zhou Yan put the coat on the sofa, "Mom, let me see old Comrade Zhou."

Li Zhenfang walked out of the bedroom with small steps, and booed Zhou Yan to signal him to be quiet, "Your father is asleep, come here, I made ginseng soup, come and have a drink."

Thin oily foam floats on top of the yellow soup, and a few slices of translucent ginseng rise and fall inside.

It is bitter at first glance.

Zhou Yan frowned and said, "I don't like this."

"If you don't like to eat, you have to drink it for me." Li Zhenfang came out of the kitchen and wiped her hands on her apron. "It's thanks to your father that you can drink this soup. Don't pretend to be dead for me."

"This is the chicken that my grandma has raised for three years. It's very nourishing..." Zhou's mother sat down in front of Zhou Yan and chatted endlessly, as if she must stare at Zhou Yan to drink all the soup before giving up.

"Did Zhou Mu drink this soup?" Zhou Yan changed the subject, wanting to distract his mother for a while, so being stared at like this was like a primary school student taught by Ms. Li Zhenfang.

"Drink it early," my mother saw through his trick at a glance, "I drank it all in one go and went back to my room to review. It's not like you, who is coy after drinking soup."

Zhou Yan was speechless, frowned, pinched his nose and gulped down the soup in one gulp. While his mother was cleaning the dishes, he wandered to the living room and picked up a few candied red bayberries to change the taste.

The red bayberry was delicious, Zhou Yan nodded, and pretended to go back to give Han Yu a taste.

"Mom, is there any more bayberry?" Zhou Yan went to the refrigerator to tear out a few fresh-keeping bags, and lowered his voice to call to the kitchen.

"Yes, it's under the cabinet." My mother poked her head out and said, "Take some more home, it's for Xiao Xi."

Zhou Yan is not at all surprised that his mother's words are astonishing, after all, it is telling the truth.

"You can also bring him some of this soup." While speaking, my mother quickly brought out a thermos cup, "Just heat it up in the microwave when you go back."

Zhou Yan took the thermos with a smirk.

"It's so bitter..." Han Xie turned around and spat out the mints in his mouth into the trash can, picked up the cup and drank several mouthfuls of water.

If it wasn't for the fact that the mints he had been eating before were gone and he was very sleepy now, he wouldn't just buy other brands instead.

Han Xie sniffed and drank two more sips of water before slowly recovering.

Xiao Mei, who was working next to her, blushed with a suppressed smile, and Han Xi shook her hand in embarrassment.

"Han Yu, you are so cute, haha." Xiaomei patted her chest to recover.

Han Yu couldn't figure out how cute she was, did they misunderstand this word?

But now he is a little immune to shouting, after all, someone grabbed him and shouted more than 200 words yesterday, and Han Yu's heart has calmed down.

He smiled politely at Xiaomei, then turned around and continued with his work.

"Hello, the total is 23 yuan and ninety-five cents. Would you like to pay in cash or..."

"Xiao Han." Ma Hui smiled and looked at the boy who was tidying up his things.

Han Yu raised her head in surprise and looked at Ma Hui, whom she hadn't seen for a long time: "Brother Ma? Why are you here?"

"I miss you, come and have a look." Ma Hui said vaguely, then waved to Xiaomei and the others, "I also brought you something, I'll take it later."

Ma Hui carefully placed the thermos cup on the cash register, put down his bag and prepared to take things out of it.

Han Yu smiled and said, "Do you still keep this cup?"

"Well, I like it." Ma Hui glanced at it and took the cup, revealing a little taste of memory.

"Oh, I didn't tell you in person before," Han Xie pushed aside all the supplies on the cash register, allowing Ma Hui to take out the things in the bag better.

"I like that glove too." Han Yu said.

"Gloves? What gloves?" Ma Hui walked over and handed Xiaomei a packet of biscuits, then turned his head and asked.

Han Yu was a little confused, "Didn't you bring gloves?"

Ma Hui shook his head, also looking a little dazed.

Who sent it?

"Are these gloves warm?"

……

Could it be Zhou Yan?

He remembered what Zhou Yan had asked him in the car before.

Han Yu's heart skipped a beat.

"Come here quickly and taste the soup your aunt made." Zhou Yan came out of the kitchen with a steaming bowl in his hand, and looked at Han Yu expectantly.

Han Xie's Adam's apple twitched, looking at the man in front of her, she felt a little indescribable.

"Was that pair of...gloves from you?" Han Yu asked through a small piece of mist.

"Well, yes, what's the matter? Don't you know?" Zhou Yan hurriedly washed the chopsticks for him and handed them over.

Han Xie took it with a little embarrassment, "Yeah."

"Drink it quickly, it won't be cold." Zhou Yan sat down next to Han Yu, and gently blew for him, actually laughing secretly in his heart.

Han Xie was full of guilt, picked up the bowl and gulped it down, his brows were wrinkled bitterly and did not calm down for a long time.

"hiss……"

Han Yu hurriedly pushed the finished bowl aside and stuck out her tongue again and again, even so, she didn't complain at all.After all, Zhou's mother boiled it herself, and Zhou Yan sent it back in person.

Seeing him like this, Fox Zhou, who had a stomach full of water, suddenly felt distressed, and pulled the red bayberry that had been packed before from the dining table, "Come on, it won't be hard to eat this."

Just as Han Yu was about to reach out to pick it up, Zhou Yan unexpectedly put the red bayberry on his lips, smiled at him, rolled his eyes, and said vaguely, "It's very sweet."

Han Yu's eyes widened all of a sudden, her face turned red as if she was about to bleed.

He struggled for a while, got up and stood in front of him, then bent down.

Anyway, that's it...

Han Xi held Zhou Yan's face in both hands, and kissed it with her eyes closed.

When Han Yu touched Zhou Yan's mouth with his warm lips, Zhou Yan was startled a little.

He didn't expect that Han Yu could really take the initiative to kiss him. In fact, Zhou Yan just wanted to tease him.

The taste of bitter ginseng in the mouth is mixed with the sweetness of red bayberry, and the taste is unexpectedly good. Zhou Yan took a deep breath,

Now that you've taken the initiative...

Zhou Yan hugged Han Xie's waist, and Han Xie staggered and fell onto his lap.

...then go ahead

Zhou Yan carefully held the back of Han Yu's head, and gently deepened the kiss.

Han Xi seemed to be floating in the clouds.

The last time he didn't react at all, but this time he was sober, he wanted to dig a hole and get in by himself.

There will be no live broadcast tonight, Han Xi thought.

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I eat lemons!The author muttered.