In the past two days, Han Jingshen has lost some weight, and his facial features have become more three-dimensional.

It seems that the past two days have made him grow up a little.

Ji Xiaofan thought of Han Jingshen's experience since he was a child, and felt sorry for him.

At this time, I couldn't help but raise my hand and touch his head and said, "It's okay, I'll hurt you in the future." ”

Han Jingshen's hair has been cut for a while, and he was a little prickly at first, but at this time he was no longer tied up.

Ji Xiaofan's appearance of coaxing a child made Han Jingshen couldn't help but glance at her and knocked her hand down.

"Eat your meal."

Ji Xiaofan originally wanted to say something warm at such a warm reunion, but the inch-headed young man in front of him did not cooperate.

Eat when you eat.

Ji Xiaofan opened the takeaway, looked at the meat and vegetable combinations inside, and there were all kinds of dishes, and thought to himself, this Yan Hua is really thoughtful, careful and meticulous.

"Hey, you said he was your mother's friend, and your mother has such a wonderful man by her side, why did you fall in love with your father?"

After speaking, Ji Xiaofan felt that something was wrong again, so he explained: "It's not that your father is bad, it's just that your father is the kind of person who is married for the second time and has children, and your mother has never been married." ”

Han Jingshen didn't speak, and after pulling two mouthfuls of rice into his mouth, seeing that Ji Xiaofan was still looking at him at this time, waiting for him to answer, Han Jingshen put down the dishes and chopsticks, and then said:

"Yan Hua was the one my mother wanted to marry back then, but then something happened, my mother married my father, and the two separated."

Ji Xiaofan didn't expect that there would be such a thing, and he was slightly stunned, and he had already made up a drama in his mind.

It's really a trick, if Han Jingshen's mother had married Yan Hua, the tragedy would probably not have happened.

"By the way, what do you do Uncle Yan, you seem to be very powerful, not an ordinary lawyer."

Han Jingshen roughly told Ji Xiaofan that the more famous cases that Yan Hua fought were all international cases, so if you know many people, you can basically get through the relationship across the country.

After listening to this, Ji Xiaofan sighed that it was a pity that Han Jingshen's mother did not have a husband's life, and such a high-quality man was missed.

After eating, Ji Xiaofan looked at Han Jingshen's eyelids were a little blue, knowing that he hadn't rested well in the past two days, she didn't talk to him much, and let Han Jingshen rest early.

When he slept until midnight, Han Jingshen dreamed that Ji Xiaofan was killed in prison, and suddenly woke up in a cold sweat.

He woke up to find it a dream and let out a long breath.

The curtains of the windows leaked a crack, and the thick night outside weighed down people's hearts.

Han Jingshen couldn't help but think about what had happened recently, and his brows furrowed deeply.

Ji Xiaofan shouldn't be allowed to get involved.

No matter what happens, she shouldn't be in danger.

Han Jing sank out of bed, then opened the door and went to the next room to have a look.

Ji Xiaofan didn't lock the door, and Han Jingshen opened it quietly.

There was a dim wall lamp on the head of the bed, Ji Xiaofan was already asleep at this time, Han Jingshen stood and looked at her for a while, and suddenly popped up in her mind when she held herself with her little hand in the corridor of Ma Xiaohong's house.

With bright eyes and a firm tone, he told him that he couldn't be fine, otherwise who would protect her in the future.

Han Jingshen couldn't stop thinking of this sentence every late at night in the past two days.

At this time, looking at her quiet sleeping face, Han Jingshen sat gently on the edge of her bed, raised his hand and gently touched her cheek, when she frowned impatiently, Han Jingshen couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips.

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