Downstairs.

Brightly lit.

When Jian Han came down, Jin Sicheng was sitting on the sofa watching TV, it was news.

His long legs are folded, leaning lazily on the sofa, even if he is sitting, his aura is compelling.

Jian Han stood at the top of the stairs and watched for a while, not in a hurry.

The soreness in her lower body reminded her that she was already a woman, and her young body was covered with traces of strawberries.

She was very uncomfortable, but she could only accept it.

Suddenly, the man on the sofa raised his eyes suddenly, and his gaze fell on Jian Han, who was standing at the top of the stairs peeking.

In an instant, Jian Han's heart thumped and beat wildly.

But she quickly came back to her senses, endured Jin Sicheng's gaze, pulled her lips, and still showed a smile.

She came down the stairs step by step, because she had just been eaten and wiped clean by him, it was very painful, and her walking posture was not very graceful.

Even slowly, literally staggering.

Jin Sicheng looked at her expressionlessly, and walked down the stairs step by step, he didn't have much expression.

Until Jian Han came to him.

He glanced at her, this woman was wearing a sweatshirt and jeans, she was too ugly.

After a while, he spoke: "There will be guests later." ”

Jian Han was stunned, his big eyes flickered, and he didn't quite understand what Jin Sicheng meant, so he could only nod: "Oh, who is it?" ”

"Whoever it is." Jin Sicheng said: "Do you know how to do it?" ”

"I don't know." Jian Han immediately shook her head, but she was very clever, and when she saw Jin Sicheng's habitual frowning, she knew that this answer was not good, and it did not fit Jin someone's mind.

She immediately said, "I can learn, you just need to tell me how to do it, and I will do as you tell me." ”

"Maybe it's my mom." Jin Sicheng looked at her calmly.

"Can I say I'm married to you?" Jian Han asked.

"Whatever you want." Jin Sicheng said in a deep voice.

With her?

Isn't that freewheeling?

Unexpectedly, the person who came was not Jin Sicheng's mother, she was a beautiful woman, her long hair was tied up, she looked very good-looking, and she was dressed very beautifully.

The gray-blue dress, the small white blazer, the gray velvet flower on the jacket, the details are just right, and a pair of gray stiletto shoes on the feet look intellectually beautiful.

So much so that when Jian Han opened the door, he was a nymphomaniac when he saw such a beautiful woman.

She immediately smiled and asked politely and thoughtfully, "Hello, who are you looking for?" ”

When the woman saw her, she was very surprised, and the original smile on her face froze instantly, "You, who are you?" ”

"I'm Jian Han." Jian Han replied crisply, and immediately asked, "Miss, who are you?" ”

"I'm Zhou Ting, why are you here in Si Cheng?" Zhou Ting's tone of voice was instantly sharp, with a bit of gnashing of teeth. "Who let you in?"

"Jin Sicheng." When Jian Han saw this, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he still maintained a smile.

"Why did he let you in?"

Jian Han shrugged: "You have to ask him about this." ”

"Si Cheng's residence never allows women to come." Zhou Ting looked at her in astonishment, looking up and down: "How did you get in?" ”

"Oh, listen to Miss Zhou, Jin Sicheng hasn't entertained you here?" Jian Han smiled faintly: "It's a pity, but I called it from him." ”

"You're demonstrating to me?" Zhou Ting's voice couldn't help but rise.

She looked at Jian Han with disgust, wearing a conservative sweatshirt and jeans, which was simply tasteless.

"Demonstrations?" Jian Han was surprised: "No, are you thinking too much?" ”

is so light and breezy, it instantly made Zhou Ting shout: "I'm his girlfriend, you hurry up and get out of the way." ”