Han Xiwen slapped himself the head as he walked.

"Ma Dan, what the hell, take him home like this, he must not be beaten to death by the old man."

But when he thought of the little butterfly's eyes full of tears, his heart felt restless.

I really didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out, and everything didn't go well!

Han Xiwen slammed the car door to the sky, and then rushed towards the school gate at an astonishing speed, fortunately, the people in the school were almost gone, otherwise they would have been scared to death by him even if they were not killed by him.

After watching Han Xiwen's car come out, Little Butterfly ran over in surprise.

was almost knocked off, so frightened that Han Xiwen hurriedly stepped on the brakes.

Got out of the car angrily, his legs were still shaking when he stepped on the brakes, and he almost didn't want to slow down, and the person in front of him would have crashed straight out.

"You're dead, aren't you? Almost died, did you know? ”

And the little butterfly, who was originally surprised, was already stunned there, and was yelled at by Han Xiwen like this, and then threw herself into Han Xiwen's arms in fear.

"Woooooooo Whining.. I'm so scared of little mosquitoes..."

Han Xiwen looked at the little fool holding his waist in a daze, and he really couldn't say a word of cruelty.

"Okay, don't cry, don't dare to do this in the future."

Let the little butterfly rub the snot in her eyes against him, but Han Xiwen didn't feel angry at all.

After a long meeting, he patted her on the head.

"Okay, don't cry, I'll take you home!"

After calming the little butterfly's emotions, Han Xiwen took her hand and opened the co-pilot's door.

After placing the person in the co-pilot's seat, Han Xiwen fastened her seat belt.

"Sit down, don't move."

"Good!"

Little Butterfly responded obediently, and then sat honestly in the co-pilot's seat.

Han Xiwen sat in the driver's seat and started the car, and the moment he left, he suddenly saw Little Butterfly's hands tightly grasping the car seat, as if he was very scared.

I couldn't help but reduce the speed of the car to the minimum, "Don't be afraid, I won't hit you this time." ”

I don't know if Little Butterfly understands his words, some dirty little faces are full of innocent smiles, without a trace of impurities.

Han Xiwen's home is not very far from Qin Chu's old house, and it is also in Huadu Garden. It's just the innermost floor.

Because Old Man Han likes to be quiet, he chose the villa so close to it.

"It's here, get out of the car."

Before he got out of the car, Han Xiwen found that the little butterfly seemed to have a fear of this kind of place, and there was a trace of wariness in his eyes.

I can't help but be more curious about her identity. Who the hell asked her to approach her?

What is the purpose of approaching yourself! Sooner or later, he will have to investigate all of this.

Han Xiwen held the hand of the little butterfly and had not yet entered the house. was stopped by Old Man Han in the courtyard.

From a distance, I heard Old Man Han shouting: "The little rabbit cub has come back with his girlfriend." ”

Han Xiwen's face darkened, and he shouted helplessly: "Grandpa, if you have something to say later, I'll take her in first." ”

When he got out of the car, he found that the little butterfly only had one shoe left on his feet, and the other one may have been lost when he was chasing him and Tong Lele, or when he was surprised at the school gate.

The weather is still a little cold, standing barefoot on the ground, the damage to the body is particularly great, and the most important thing is that she is a girl, and if you don't pay attention, you will fall ill.

"You kid can, I didn't expect to be so considerate to girls, I always thought that you would be like the eldest son of the Qin family, find me a boyfriend to come back..."

The more Old Man Han talked, the more excessive, the angry Han Xiwen directly pulled the little butterfly into the house.

Left the old man alone in the courtyard and continued to talk to himself.