A few people who have a good relationship with Han Jingshen know that Han Boyuan brought back a little daughter-in-law to Han Jingshen, and it is said that the school has been arranged, so she will be in the same class as Han Jingshen.

The daughter of the comrade-in-arms, that comrade-in-arms also died.

This kindness, this morality, tsk......

I can only let my son make a personal promise.

It's just that every time Han Jingshen hears it, his face is as dark as if he is something.

In private, a few of them carried Han Jingshen behind their backs, and they had already played this stalk.

This will see Han Boyuan leading a little girl in, his mouth is bald, and he will say it directly.

Sure enough, the irritable brother who was asleep on the bed, after being attacked by Mao Ke, got up from the bed angrily, slapped the back of the head of Siyan, and directly knocked him to the ground.

"Don't want to live anymore?"

Han Jingshen had an impatient look on his face, and when he felt that a gaze fell on him at this moment, he raised his head and looked towards the door.

A little girl in a pink dress stood at the door dumbfounded as if she was stupid at this time.

The dress was noticeably several sizes larger than her, baggy, and lined with her thin figure like a bean sprout.

Han Jingshen met her eyes......

It's okay to look good, but it's too thin.

In Ji Xiaofan's mind, he thought about countless romantic encounters.

Fantasizing that after waiting for many years, when the two of them recalled the first time they met, they would have that heart-pounding feeling.

But who can tell her what this yellow fried poodle is all about?

How does this make her pound? How to move?

Ji Xiaofan now wants to hold Han Jingshen every minute and cut his hair clean!

Now she understands why she came to the Han family a few days later in the previous life, and he only has one head left!

Han Jingshen glanced at Ji Xiaofan indifferently, then looked away, grabbed a black T-shirt from the bedside, and put it on himself in front of Ji Xiaofan.

With every movement of his body, the muscles on his body seemed to be alive, and every piece was moving.

Ji Xiaofan looked at it and retracted his thoughts just now.

Although he was still a teenager at this time, he was not thin at all.

Look at the muscles that are shouting, showing her strength.

Han Boyuan looked at Ji Xiaofan and paused, turned around, and also came to the door of Han Jingshen's bedroom.

When Han Boyuan walked over, he happened to see the yellow hair coming out of the T-shirt.

Ji Xiaofan saw Han Boyuan's eyelids jump, and he couldn't help but speak.

Han Boyuan felt that as soon as he entered the door today, Han Jingshen was provoking his bottom line everywhere.

Now when he saw his yellow hair, Han Boyuan had no bottom line, he only felt itchy hands.

A week ago, when Han Boyuan saw a group of second-year teenagers driving a locomotive on the street, dyed yellow hair, whistling by, he couldn't help but say with a heavy face: "There is a lack of discipline!" ”

At that time, Han Jingshen was by his side.

Gotta get this done today!

He's really a crazy temptation on the edge of his bottom line!

If he hadn't said that, he might not have dyed his hair.

Han Boyuan thought of this, and his anger came up.

Ji Xiaofan saw that Han Boyuan was about to make a move at this time, and thought, to stop or not to stop?

Don't stop it, when the two of them reminisce about it in the future, will Han Jingshen complain: When we first met, I beat me, why didn't you stop it?

However, if you stop it, how can you stop it?

Looking at him walking on the verge of death like this, Ji Xiaofan also felt itchy hands.