Fang Qinghan smiled at her, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth, and at the same time, took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, shook them in front of her, and put them in her hand without hesitation.

The next step is the process of two people visiting this sea-view room, and it can be seen that each room has spent a lot of attention on the owner.

When it was night, the two of them stood in front of the two adjacent bedrooms, Jian Han felt the reluctance in the girl's heart, and a pair of eyes lingered on the young and handsome Fang Qinghan's face with some greed, and smiled sweetly: "Good night, Brother Qinghan!"

Fang Qinghan's eyebrows were gentle, "Good night." ”

Entering the room full of girlish atmosphere, with her back against the door, she was disappointed, raised her head, and the single bed came into view.

Then, with great effort, he finally moved the bed from one side to the side closer to Fang Qinghan's bedroom.

She knelt on the bed excitedly, facing the wall, raised her right hand, carefully knocked on the wall a few times, accompanied by a banging sound, and whispered: "Brother Qinghan, Brother Qinghan-"

Soon, there was a clear knock from the opposite side, as if to say, "Huh?"

The corners of her mouth curled, and her fingers tapped on the wall again, this time, slowly and long, like a young girl lying coquettishly: "I can't sleep—"

There rang three times on the opposite wall, as if urging her to go to sleep.

The girl played more vigorously, her fingers first slowly tapping on the wall, and then faster and faster, and her mouth was still muttering: "One, two, three or four, five, six, seven or eight,——"

When she counted to twenty-one, the door was suddenly knocked twice at random, as if the knock was just to inform the owner, and the door was immediately opened from the outside, Fang Qinghan leaned on the door frame, tilted his head to look at her, his face was doting and helpless.

The girl immediately lay down obediently, and the quilt was piled up all the way, revealing only a pair of eyes, looking at him brightly.

Fang Qinghan raised his hand and knocked on her forehead, and casually took out a beautiful fairy tale book from the bedside table next to him, the girl's eyes were full of smiles, and her slender body moved in, making way for him to be on the side of the bed.

Fang Qinghan half-leaned on the side of the bed, and a magnetic voice sounded in the room: "Once upon a time, there was a very rich businessman, he had three daughters, among them, the youngest daughter was the most beautiful, gentle and considerate—"

I don't know when, the tears no longer flowed, but Jian Han was a little stupid, is this her memory? Is she and the male god so close?!

The male god bought a new house, and after it was arranged, the key was handed over to her?!

The bedrooms of the two people live next to each other, and more importantly, her small action of knocking on the wall, so tacitly understood, no matter how you look at it, it is a trick that the two of them were used to playing when they were young.

The male god was able to enter her room without knocking on the door, and he also divided half of her bed and read her a silly bedside story-

Is she really Han Xiang?

Who is she? Who the hell is she?

That's right! Mirror, go look in the mirror!

Jian Han roared desperately in her heart, but the voice of the male god seemed to have its own hypnotic function, the girl's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and it was finally dark in front of her.

The male god's voice continued, but it was vaguely unreally, just when Jian Han was full of regret, his voice suddenly became clearer than ever, and it seemed to be in her ears: "The beauty was excited, kissed the beast, felt his calm chest rise and fall again, and the beast finally came to life, however, the beast was still a beast and did not become a prince." ”

Jian Han keenly noticed that the male god's voice was no longer as gentle as when he first started reading fairy tales, but with a bit of mockery: "You see, this is the truth of fairy tales, a beast is always a beast, and it will never become a prince." ”

"What do you think, so engrossed?"

Jian Han opened her eyes suddenly, Fang Qinghan's magnified handsome face came to her face, and she fell back in fright, Fang Qinghan raised his eyebrows, fished out his long arms, and directly fished the person back, and said funny: "What's the matter, I won't eat you again." ”

Tube Han was shocked, and blurted out, "Mr. Fang, which one is the real you?!"

Is it Brother Qinghan who will gently read fairy tales to her, or is it the actor who faintly has a dark attribute and is intimidating after falling into the dark?

Fang Qinghan was stunned, his eyes were slightly heavy, and the smile on his face was also ethereal, "I want to know too." ”

He thought that the old things had been buried in the abyss of time, and he thought that the polite and gentle young man was really himself, until something happened to her, and the beast in the cage escaped with a roar—

Fang Qinghan stood up straight and stretched out his slender and straight right hand: "Let's go, don't you want to learn how to make braised pork?"

Jian Han stared at his hand for a moment, but he couldn't resist the temptation of the male god, and put his little hand up, and then, his somewhat cool hand was immediately wrapped by a warm big hand, as if stepping into a warm home from the snowy outdoors in winter.

Fang Qinghan pulled her up, let go of his hand very gentlemanly, put back on the large-framed black-rimmed glasses he had just taken off, pressed the brim of his hat down, and chuckled: "That place is not far away, let's walk over." ”

The warmth in his hand left, Jian Han was a little stunned, and after a moment of daze, he trotted and followed, and after walking a few steps, Fang Qinghan turned his head to look at her and smiled: "I have to say sorry to you." ”

Jian Han raised his little head, and a big question mark was clearly written on his face.

Fang Qinghan sighed lightly, "I told Dongfang Wen that you were filming in Hengdian, did she disturb you?"

Jian Han first shook his head again and again, thinking of Dongfang Wen and Xiao Minglou's excessive behavior, and nodded violently.

Fang Qinghan looked at her cute little movements, and opened his mouth with some amusement: "Their family is just that little, don't get involved in it in the future, this war between Dongfang Wen and Mr. Mingmo has affected a lot of pond fish." ”

Those two are willful and stupid, their friends who know the inside story have hinted at Mingmo more than once, but unfortunately the other party just doesn't open up, and he still tries to introduce his girlfriend to his brother.

Why does Mr. Mingmo have to change a group of actresses when making a TV series? Isn't it just to meet more beautiful girls and introduce them to Xiao Minglou!

It's no wonder that Dongfang Wen doesn't rebel!

She forced the group of friends to swear that she would never reveal the truth to Mingmo that she was still with Xiao Minglou.

Jian Han blinked, and couldn't help but ask the question in his heart: "Because it's my sister, can I hurt unscrupulously?"

Fang Qinghan shook his head, as if he saw another delicate face, and cried hoarsely at him: "No, I don't want to be your sister anymore!"

His handsome face was a little blurred in the shadow of the brim of his hat, and his voice seemed to be muffled: "Who would hurt their own sister." ”

The premise is that it has always been a sister.

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