"What the hell is that? You deserve a phoenix like this! "

"Ha ha" Han Ximing was finally amused by his eldest brother. "Eldest brother, are you … praising yourself in disguise?"
Han Xilang grumpily stared at his younger brother Han Ximing in the rearview mirror. "I’m a little reluctant to choose her grandfather for those people because of bad things … Why should I spoil others to raise their daughters like my mother said?"
Han Xilang one leng didn’t expect my brother to be this idea. My heart couldn’t help but pantothenic acid. "Who’s that girl in Ximing? You really can’t do anything? "
"…" Han Ximing looked out of the window and sighed "No"
As soon as the atmosphere froze, the two brothers arrived at Liang Juanbang’s villa.
The brothers froze as soon as they got on the bus.
Looking at falling asleep at the gate of the hospital, Rong Jiaren Han Xilang consciously raised her watch … It’s four o’clock in the morning! He couldn’t help but go to see his brother Han Ximing again. His expression was indifferent, but there was no ups and downs. Han Xilang clearly talked about his cruel brother.
"Then I will take her away."
Han Ximing walked forward and was pulled by Han Xilang. "Ximing …" But I don’t know how to persuade him to be good and loose.
Han Ximing bent down to hold Rong Jiaren tasikmalaya up and looked at his eldest brother’s "back door" before he smiled.
"Ah …" Han Xilang frowned and shook his head and gave him the door.
Han Ximing put Rongjiaren in the car and took the car key thrown by Han Xilang. "Let Cheng Ang send the car back."
The taillights went out. Han Ximing’s car left.
It’s a long way back to the presidential palace from here. At four o’clock in the morning, the commercial street is still very quiet, but some restaurants and stalls are already open. The imperial capital is so prosperous and impetuous that it has been immersed for hundreds of years.
Feel warm RongJiaRen eyes got a fright "where is this? Who are you? Big or small? "
Han Ximing composed the car and didn’t speak. Rongjiaren immediately came in vain. This is small. In fact, the two brothers are still very easy to distinguish. Although both of them are very similar in appearance, personality and temperament, the small one is more rude.
"Han Ximing! What are you arresting me for? Do you love me? " Rongjiaren reacted and roared.
Section 77
Han Ximing let out a cold hum. He has no desire to talk to her at all. Does he love her? He just needs a girl who is not so good so that he will feel less harm to Xiao Li.
"The door! Let me go! "
Rong Jiaren didn’t get a response and slapped the door hard, but it was obviously futile to do so. There was no way for her eyes to glance around and think about bad ideas and suddenly cover her belly. "Oh … my stomach hurts! To die! "
Han Ximing finally gave her a cold look and said, "Then die quickly."
"…" Rongjiaren is going crazy. Is this a person?
Han Ximing stopped the car at a traffic light and looked at the outside with his eyes focused on 67356.
Just on the left is an alley with a steaming breakfast stall. Han Ximing glanced at it but couldn’t help but take a look at it. It was a glutinous rice chicken stall … Xiaoli likes snacks.
Han Ximing’s safety belt grabbed the coat from the passenger seat and quickly got out of the car and locked the door.
"hey!" Rong Jiaren gas knot "Han Ximing what are you doing locked me? Let me go! "
Han Ximing turned a deaf ear and ran away a long time ago. He looked so out of place in front of the stall. In front of him, there was a team of people who got up early to buy breakfast. Han Ximing felt more and more impulsive. He just wanted to buy a small glass and liked glutinous rice chicken, but … Can he give it to her?
"Boss, I want one."
A clear voice in front of the team made Han Ximing tingle, and he felt tired all night. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the speaker. It was a girl in white feather with a plain ponytail on the back of her head, and she couldn’t comb it. Broken hair was applied to a white neck.
"…" Han Ximing heart suddenly a damp what full up.
The girl took the bag, paid the money and turned away.
Han Ximing quickly came out of the team and the girl behind her seemed to feel someone following him to speed up the pace, so that the damp feeling in Han Ximing’s heart became stronger and stronger … You know, being able to detect that he was following someone must not be an ordinary person!
There is no light lane. Han Ximing stopped the girl with a tall body and let her hide.
The girl bowed her head and Han Ximing couldn’t see her face. "Sir, you … what are you doing? I have no money. "
Han Ximing raised his hand and gently covered his eyes, sounding like a sigh of "small glass"
The girl who kept her head down suddenly looked up at him, and tears surged out of her eyes. Han Ximing felt that he was numb, and his left chest seemed to feel a little bit, with a small glass face and a pair of dark eyes exposed.
Looking at each other with four eyes, Han Ximing left everything behind. If thousands of people want a back of the head … they will know that it is his lover.
Xiao Li bit her lip intensely and dared not make a sound.
Han Ximing looked around. "Where do you live?"
Small glass lift finger refers to the floor "face"
Han Ximing took hold of her hand and took her to go inside. Even the stairs in the old apartment building were deserted.
At the moment when the door was hit, Han Ximing immediately hooped the small glass waist, pushed people in and slapped the door with a long leg hook, and then mercilessly held people in his arms and stayed outside for a long time, feeling a little chilly. Two people hugged each other and trembled slightly.
Han Ximing’s lips gently kissed the small glass earlobe, and then her neck became heavier and heavier, and her fingers hooked over to pick up her mask.
"Don’t!" Xiao Li suddenly held his hand and stopped it.
Han Ximing’s dark brown eyes couldn’t conceal her sadness and chose to respect her.
But the kiss hasn’t stopped yet. The way men express their feelings is very simple. Physical contact is the most direct. The white duvet of the small glass body is taken off soon, and both of them are a little hot. The reason is self-evident.
Han Ximing’s low voice is asking "Xiao Li, have you grown up?"
"Well," Xiao Li grabbed his shoulder and could feel his strong physique through his shirt.
"At the age of 19, it’s even later than I promised you, er …"
She suddenly frowned and called out because Han Ximing hit her knee.
They all understood each other’s meaning from each other’s eyes. Han Ximing no longer hesitated to hold people in.
The heating in such a narrow and closed apartment is booming, but this is nothing compared with Han Ximing and Xiao Li at this time
He hugged her from behind and kissed her closely without saying anything, but his manners were very precious.
It was quiet, and none of them started those unpleasant topics.
"Xiao Li" Han Ximing gently called her name and put her palm on her face "Show me"
Small glass body with a shock hesitated to shake his head "don’t … not good-looking"
Han Ximing’s heart can imagine why she resisted. "Xiao Li is beautiful in my eyes no matter what you are."
"…" Xiao Li didn’t speak, but her eyes were wet. She knew what he said was true, but the more she did, the more afraid she was of "I … became ugly"
Han Ximing hugged her and let her face herself. "Show me Xiao Li who I am?"
Small glass finally looked up to face his eyes with tears "Xiao Bao …"
Xiaobao … Even Han Ximing, a decent name, has few people who can shout "The situation is Xiaobao"? She doesn’t know? How important is she to him?
"Let me see" Han Ximing gently coaxed her small glass to close their eyes and acquiesced in Han Ximing’s finger gently picking up the huge mask.
At first glance, my heart contracted, and there was a pale pink scar on my left face … Now that she can come to the imperial city, Han Ximing can imagine how much suffering she has suffered, but such a beautiful girl’s face is …
Small glass with eyelashes closed is wet. "It’s ugly, isn’t it?"
"It won’t be beautiful." Han Ximing bowed his head and kissed the pink gently. "I’m not afraid I’ll cure it."

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