On that day, the fusion restaurant got together, and the three juniors surnamed Han unexpectedly fell in love.

It's just that Han Jingying was a little thunderous when she appeared.

Han Zhihuan waited for Hancheng first. Han Cheng is delicate and elegant, with a faint calm atmosphere, and also inherits Han's straight and thoughtful nose. Han Cheng treats people and things peacefully and naturally, and Han Zhihuan fell in love at first sight.

Although the two met for the first time as adults, their identification with their surnames made them feel very close to each other. The two sympathized with each other, and while they were talking and laughing, the door suddenly opened, and a young man wearing a fisherman's hat, with a white face, two moustaches, and black-rimmed glasses half exposed under the brim.

"Excuse me—" Han Cheng politely reminded the visitor.

Han Zhihuan couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Sure enough, the mustache closed the door with his backhand, took off the black suit covering his body, and revealed his delicate and delicate true face. Lift off your bucket hat and cascade down your waterfall.

Han Cheng was dumbfounded.

When Han Jingying tore off her mustache and took off her black-framed glasses, Han Cheng's eyes couldn't help but light up. He is not familiar with entertainment news, and he has no idea that the sister of the Han family in front of him is already a rising star in the entertainment industry.

Han Cheng pointed at Han Jingying with his palm: "I remember! I have a colleague who has always been complacent about being like a certain star, and it turns out that it is you!"

Han Zhihuan clapped his hands: "I also know a girl who looks like my sister!"

"Blue is better than blue, so I'm the big star. Han Jingying replied with a smile.

Everyone reminisced about their childhood memories, talked about each other's current situation, and talked about their future plans, and time passed a few hours. The waiter who delivered the food and added water looked at Han Jingying a few more times every time, and Han Zhihuan asked the waiter not to come in again.

When he was about to return after eating, Han Zhihuan had a lot of eyes and went out to investigate first. I found that a few customers sitting or standing in the lobby were obviously not ordinary customers, and they kept looking at their private room while talking.

Han Zhihuan pretended to be casual and ran to the corner of the corridor to report to Han Jingying.

Han Jingying grinned, reassuring Han Zhihuan to come back, she had her own clever plan.

It turned out that Han Jingying's clever plan was to let Han Zhihuan dress up as she was when she came, and let Han Cheng exaggeratedly take care of her, attracting the cameras of many paparazzi. She took the opportunity to slip away.

"Are you sure you can slip away?" Han Cheng was a little nervous.

"If you can't slip away, you'll be in the news. Han Jingying laughed. "Because I'm in a good mood today, I'm playing with them. ”

Han Zhihuan is taller than Han Jingying, but he is half a head taller than Han Zhihuan in Han Cheng. Accompanied by Han Cheng, Han Zhihuan went out without three hundred taels of silver. Sure enough, the people in the lobby downstairs were stirring. Han Cheng deliberately changed his position with Han Zhihuan and escorted him to walk in the corridor.

Sure enough, the two of them walked down the stairs on the second floor, and the long guns and short guns of the entertainment reporters were aimed at them. Han Zhihuan and Han Cheng turned around and walked to the elevator behind the stairs. The reporters chased and intercepted, and Hulala followed.

A young girl wearing a sunhat walked briskly down the stairs with her hands and feet, walking against the reporters, and walked briskly out of the fusion restaurant. The guys who were only running around the hall to deliver food saw that amazing appearance, and couldn't help but be slightly distracted.

Unceremoniously, the group of reporters succeeded in stopping "her" before the bucket hat walked to the elevator. Han Zhihuan's entire body was completely exposed from Han Cheng's bunker, and the reporters felt bad. This physique is obviously stronger.

Don't hit the south wall and don't give up, some bold reporters shouted Han Jingying's name while running to the front to take pictures. Han Zhihuan turned his slightly annoyed face towards the reporters. The appearance of a delicate little student, with two moustaches, is so handsome that everyone seems to have encountered an invisible deterrent, and they have calmed down.

Han Zhihuan glanced at it, and walked towards the elevator side by side with Han Cheng without hurrying.

The elevator door closed, Han Cheng and Han Zhihuan looked at each other and couldn't help laughing happily. called Han Jingying, and Han Jingying had already sat in the car smoothly. The victory over the paparazzi added a small climax of memory to the first gathering of the trio.

Han Zhihuan went to the company in the afternoon and heard that the company would set up a new sub-brand. This kind of strategic development and the like, he is not interested. It's too high at noon, and I don't have the mood to do the design. And because I saw Han Jingying, I missed the one who was similar to my sister at home more and more.

So, I picked up the car keys, went to the underground garage under the office building to pick up the car, and drove to Xiangsheng Yujiangwan.

It's also strange to say, when I first came out of the optical store and looked up and saw An Cairui's face-down face, I was shocked at that moment, and I felt that it was clearly another Han Jingying. has been together for a long time, but Han Jingying's shadow cannot be seen from An Cairui's face.

Walking slowly all the way, I saw a child wearing a red scarf, walking on the side of the road after school. Suddenly it occurred to me that I had said that I wanted to see An Cairui's younger brother for a long time, but he never made the trip, and it was better to choose a day than to hit the day, and it was not as good as today!

Han Zhihuan bought a piece of cheesecake at the Yizhi store in the commercial street of the community and walked home happily. Pushing open the door, the house was quiet, thinking that An Cairui, who had worked hard recently, was studying in a corner of the house - she was always like this, like a cat, sometimes curled up in the balcony chair, sometimes leaning on the sunny bay window, and even more sometimes, sitting cross-legged on the bed, in the serious study, but rarely saw her go.

I looked around and found no one. Seeing that her bedroom door was open, Han Zhihuan knocked a few times, but when there was no response, he pushed the door wider open. It's okay if you don't look at it, but you can't cry or laugh when you see it.

Ahn Chae-rui leaned back against the head of the bed, her head hanging down from her chest at an incredible angle, her face covered by her tousled hair, and her open book still spread out in the crook of her coiled legs. The wind blowing in from the window poured a few pages from time to time.

Han Zhihuan has long discovered that the hypnotic effect of the book on An Cairui is extraordinary.

Seeing that she was sleeping too uncomfortably in this position, Han Zhihuan had no choice but to walk over and just pull her hair to show her face, which scared his heart to a beat. It turned out that there was still a black mask. Sleeping with a mask on, are you beautifying or disfiguring?

Han Zhihuan didn't dare to come out, and as soon as he flattened his hands and feet, An Cairui woke up. Han Zhihuan's arm under her neck hadn't had time to pull it out. An Cairui suddenly opened her big furry and watery eyes, and looked at Han Zhihuan's face who was close at hand, with both curiosity and lust in her eyes. Even by the broadest standards, there is no shyness.

How Han Zhihuan was not surprised.

In order to show his innocence, he hurriedly let go, "plopped", and simply shook An Cairui on the bed.

"Oops. Ahn Chae-rui screamed. She rolled over and knelt on the bed, covering her mouth with one hand and poking Han Zhihuan under the ribs with the other. The expression on his face changed from ignorance to surprise: "It turned out that it was not a dream!"

Han Zhihuan: "......"