The gentleness in Fang Qinghan's eyes seemed to overflow, and his jade-like face became more and more gentle, facing such a gentle male god, Jian Han couldn't say anything to refuse.

Her lips moved, and she whispered, "Brother Qinghan." ”

As soon as the words came out, her heart contracted violently, as if an invisible hand grabbed her small heart and pinched it fiercely.

Jian Han's little face turned pale all of a sudden, Fang Qinghan noticed her strange appearance, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Jian Han turned her face away and avoided his gaze, the invisible big hand at her heart seemed to be pleased by her performance, slowly let go of her five fingers, the blood regained circulation, she slowly exhaled a long breath, and a realization suddenly rose in her heart - don't look, don't listen, don't think, don't read, so you can be liberated.

Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Fang Qinghan still staring at her with concern, Jian Han coughed lightly and took the initiative to ask, "Is there something wrong?"

Fang Qinghan raised his eyebrows, crossed his fingers in front of him, and said straight to the point: "You ran back, you want to play the role of Yao Feiyan well, right?"

Jian Han was stunned for a moment, and habitually praised in her heart, worthy of being a male god, and then her heart tightened, and she hurriedly added in her heart - it's not a big deal! The heart suddenly loosened again.

Jian Han: "......"

She finally determined that she must have the disease of dying if she came into contact with the male god, and the initial stage was auditory hallucinations, that is, a voice that was repeated over and over again in her ears until you obeyed her wishes.

The further development is that she is now, as if her heart is held in the palm of her hand by an invisible hand, and if she does not get her wish, it is a palpitation.

In the next stage, it was probably just foaming at the mouth and falling to the ground, Jian Han thought with self-deprecation.

Noticing that Fang Qinghan was still waiting for her answer, Jian Han hurriedly pulled back his distant thoughts and responded seriously: "Yes, I feel that Yao Feiyan should be a queen-like character, which is a little too different from my own personality, and I am very worried that the performance will not have the desired aura." ”

Fang Qinghan glanced at her approvingly, "The character's temperament is very right." ”

He coughed, his eyelids drooped slightly, his long eyelashes covered his deep eyes, looking from Jian Han's direction, at this moment he seemed to have converged all his edges, revealing the most innocent and immature side, at a glance, he actually looked a little like a young man.

Such a male god is like a fruit with green skin, but people who hook it can't stop drooling at the sight.

Jian Han hurriedly looked away, but heard Fang Qinghan say unhurriedly: "I have a small method here, why don't you try?"

As he spoke, without waiting for Jian Han to respond, he reached into the pocket of his suit with his big hand, grabbed it casually, and when his hand was stretched out again, there were four round eggs in his palm.

Before it was over, he took another pocket in another suit, this time it was still four eggs, eight eggs on the coffee table, a row of brushes, but a little silly.

Jian Han blurted out in surprise, "What is this for?"

Fang Qinghan glanced at her meaningfully, and said slowly: "The so-called queen's aura is actually the temperament of a leader, not to mention anything else, even if a foreman has been doing it for a long time, it looks obviously different from an ordinary waiter, this is what I thought of when I played the Dragon Monarch of a match made in heaven, the Dragon Monarch commands the world's naval army, and must have the momentum of dominating the world, without shrimp soldiers and crab generals, I can't have egg soldiers and egg generals?"

At the moment when Fang Qinghan mentioned Long Jun, a voice sounded in Jian Han's head, the timbre was exactly the same as that of the male god, but it was younger, the two voices were like a chorus, one was light, the other was refreshing, reciting in unison, Jian Han was in a trance, like falling into a dream, and even before Fang Qinghan's words fell, she blurted out: "Then draw their eyes, nose and mouth, there are egg soldiers who often laugh, there are egg soldiers who are lazy and lazy, and there are also strict and fierce egg generals, isn't it better?!"

Her voice fell, and the room fell silent.

Jian Han was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Fang Qinghan, but Fang Qinghan didn't look at her, still drooping his eyes, his eyelids trembled slightly, and a row of long eyelashes seemed to have life, as if stating his equally uncalm state of mind.

Jian Han understood, he knew, he knew!

He must already know who she is!

Jian Han was completely confused, what should she do? What should she say?

When the huge panic was about to drown her like the waves of the rising tide, Jian Han watched as Fang Qinghan took out his pen, picked up a smooth egg, and drew it, with a few brushes, a smiling mouth appeared on the egg, and it was particularly funny that only one front tooth was drawn, and the other side was missing, with a steel helmet on his head, and the hat band just stuck on his open mouth.

The second egg, still wearing a steel helmet, but the steel helmet is crooked, and a pair of upside-down triangular eyes look ahead blankly, as if they can yawn at any time.

In the blink of an eye, a group of egg soldiers with different personalities took shape under Fang Qinghan's hands, with a pair of thick eyebrows, a complete uniform, and a pistol pinned to his waist, looking particularly powerful.

Jian Han watched his slender fingers move swiftly in a daze, and his heart moved, the fingers of the male god were like this-

It's too ordinary, it's not pretty, really!

She was in a cold sweat, this invisible big hand was too ferocious, and at this moment, she heard Fang Qinghan's voice sounding ethereally, as if it came from outside the sky, and it was extremely clear in her ears: "Are you happy now?"

Happy?

In an instant, many people's faces appeared in front of Jian Han, the gentle and fragile Guan Su's mother, the kind and generous Dad Du, the reassuring Brother Du, the strict Father Jane who couldn't express it for too long, and the cousins of the Guan family who protected the calves;

even the arrogant second brother of the Du family, the awkward younger brother of the Guan family, the considerate brother Fang Hui, the unsmiling Lu Dong, and Han Chen, who is always angry with her;

The oriental beauty who can't act, Mr. Mingmo with a full personality, and the graceful Queen He Daying-

Familiar figures floated in front of her eyes like a glimpse of light, each wrapped in a warm light, and finally, a warm ocean of light formed in front of her eyes.

And in the middle of the ocean, there is a figure taller than everyone else, and the light on his body is also the most dazzling, but his facial features are blurred, although there is no name, Jian Han knows that it must be Mr. SOS.

Bathed in the warm ocean of light, the whole person was about to float happily, Jian Han nodded twice: "Well, very happy!"

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