"Can't I get up right away?"

Wu Yishuang rolled his eyes, pushed Han Junxi away and sat up.

"Hehe, I thought you had something. If you get up now, don't you think it's too late? ”

Han Junxi smiled evilly, and was about to press Wu Yishuang under him.

"I think you're too late."

Wu Yishuang is now half-pressed under Han Junxi, but she is smiling mischievously.

"Am I late? Then I'll have to hurry. ”

Han Junxi kissed Wu Yishuang's mouth as he spoke.

"Han Junxi, you're really going to be late. You've finally made an appointment with your master, don't you want to hurry up and sort out the appointment now? ”

"Oh."

It's all because his little woman looks too charming, and if she doesn't say it, he really almost forgets it.

"By the way, how do you know that I made an appointment with my master?"

Han Junxi was about to get up, but suddenly reacted and asked. He's an afterthought.

"Huh? Still use me to explain? ”

Wu Yishuang's watery eyes flashed with a clear light, which made Han Junxi more and more fascinated the more he looked at it.

"Oh, I see, my woman has super hearing."

"It's good to know, don't get up soon."

"Yes, Mrs. Han, I'll get up right away."

Han Junxi also smiled and saluted Wu Yishuang, and then immediately turned over and got out of bed. At the same time as Han Junxi got out of bed, Wu Yishuang also jumped out of bed in his pajamas and went to the closet to find clothes.

This little woman, where does she want to go? Don't go to work today?

"What are you looking at me for? Don't go wash yet? ”

Wu Yishuang noticed Han Junxi's eyes, glared at him coquettishly, and continued to look for clothes.

"Mrs. Han, where are you going?"

Han Junxi asked as he walked to the bathroom while looking at Wu Yishuang, who was carefully choosing clothes.

"Where else can I go? Of course, I'm going to see the master with you. ”

"What? Are you going too? ”

"What? As Mrs. Han, you don't want to take me to meet the master who regards you as a son? Wu Yishuang pouted a little angrily.

"I didn't mean that, it's just that I have something important to ...... this time"

"Isn't it just about Yuan Feng's death? I want to hear it too. ”

Wu Yishuang's coquettish appearance is even more coquettish.

"Okay, okay, I'll take you, take you. But, come, kiss one. ”

Han Junxi pointed to his face again.

"Okay, okay, I'll kiss you."

Wu Yishuang learned Han Junxi's tone, ran in front of Han Junxi in a few steps, stepped on Han Junxi's instep, and then stood on tiptoe, and kissed Han Junxi's lips.

"Huh."

Han Junxi shouted "Wow", took advantage of the situation to bite Wu Yishuang's plump and ruddy lips, and then said, "Okay, Mrs. Han, let's hurry up and prepare." ”

"Yes." Wu Yishuang replied with a happy smile.

……

Fan's Villa

Han Junxi used to often live in the master's villa. At that time, he had not yet taken over the management of Hansheng Group, and he took Han Jun everywhere to make trouble all day long.

And Director Fan is the one who put Han Junxi on the right track, allowing him and Han Jun to get devilish special training, and also discovering the fact that he has super vision and Han Jun's reaction can be called lightning.

Originally, Director Fan wanted Han Junxi and Han Jun to enter the special forces, but Master Han and Mrs. Han did not agree to Han Junxi going to the special forces, and Han Jun was unwilling to leave Han Junxi, so he also followed Han Junxi.

However, although Han Junxi did not listen to Director Fan's words and joined the special forces, he also helped Director Fan a lot with his super vision. And because of this, he also had the title of King Han Yan.

"Here, sit down. You're a really good couple. ”

Director Fan is a smiling, very kind middle-aged and elderly man in his fifties, his body is slightly blessed, but his face is full of red, and his hair is also dark and shiny. It can be seen that Director Fan's body is still very healthy.

When Director Fan saw Han Junxi slowly coming to the front with Wu Yishuang, he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth.

"Master, this is a filial piety to you. Master, this is my wife, Wu Yishuang. ”

Han Junxi asked the driver to carry in all the things he bought for Director Fan. then greeted Director Fan with a smile, and also introduced Wu Yishuang.

"Got it, I've heard this kid Van Leilo say. But Xiao Wu! I also heard that you and we are still classmates of Fan Leilo? ”

"Yes, master."

Now Wu Yishuang's expression is a little shy, his eyes are becoming clearer and brighter, and his delicate and flawless little face is still flushed with a faint flush, and the corners of his mouth are slightly smiling. Such Wu Yishuang, even Han Junxi, who was with her every day, was stunned.

"Yes, that's good! In the future, remember to come to the master more often to walk around and sit down, and accompany me as a master, how about it? ”

Director Fan smiled even more kindly.

"Well, thank you, master, we will definitely be."

"Yes, that's good."

Director Fan then snapped his fingers at one of his servants, and the servant hurriedly ran over.

"Sir, do you have any instructions?"

"The weather is very nice today, we want to eat here, you can set a table here. There is also the need to call Van Leilo back. ”

"Yes, sir."

The servant withdrew.

"Jun-hee, you seem to be in trouble lately? And your woman suffers, right? ”

Director Fan asked calmly while drinking tea.

"Master, do you know everything?"

"I know, I know, what you're here for today."

Han Junxi was really embarrassed when he heard Director Fan say this. He's really, he hasn't come to visit his master for a long time, and it's rare to come once, and he still came with a purpose.

"Master......"

Han Junxi was sincerely guilty, and wanted to sincerely apologize to his master, but his words were interrupted by Director Fan again.

Director Fan waved his hand, stopped Han Junxi from wanting to continue, and said, "Now I'll talk to you about Yuan Feng's death." ”

"Oh, okay, thank you, master."

The master really knows him well.

"Yuan Fengshu is my best friend."

Director Fan's faint opening remarks about Yuan Feng's death shocked Han Junxi and Wu Yishuang. Han Junxi thought about the relationship between his master and Yuan Fengshu, but he thought of a hundred relationships, but he didn't think that they were best friends.

"Best friend? Before? ”

Han Junxi still asked in disbelief. If the master said that they used to be friends, Han Junxi would have guessed this relationship.

"We've always been best friends, and we still are."

"Master, you should know what Yuan Fengshu is doing, right?"

Yuan Feng dared to kill people and prevent fire, and the master would still treat him as a friend?

"I know, I know. But I helped him if I could. Alas! ”

When Director Fan was sighing and sighing, Fan Leiluo came back.

"Dad, have guests at home?"

When Fan Leiluo called Director Fan, she saw Han Junxi and Wu Yishuang.

"Yishuang, why are you here?"

Fan Leiluo glanced at Han Junxi, then looked at Wu Yishuang, and greeted warmly.

"What? I brought my woman to see my master, do you have an opinion? ”

Han Junxi hurriedly blocked Wu Yishuang behind him, stood up and looked at Fan Leiluo defiantly.

"Hmph, hmph. Hades, I'm saying hello to my classmates, what are you doing here? Are you explaining to me that my classmates are women with no autonomy? What does she need you to do for her? ”

Fan Leiluo and Han Junxi almost met as the top bar, and this Director Fan and Wu Yishuang are already very used to it. Seeing Fan Leiluo and Han Junxi like this, Director Fan looked at Wu Yishuang, shook his head and smiled.

"That's enough, Fan Leiluo, I'm calling you back today to let you come and listen to my story. Didn't you want to know about Yuan Feng's death a long time ago? Sit down. ”

"Oh."

Fan Leiluo sat down obediently, and at the same time handed the strawberries in the fruit bowl to Han Junxi and Wu Yishuang and said, "You guys are ready to eat the fruit, as soon as my father tells the story, he won't be able to finish it for a few days and nights." ”

"Stinky boy, what are you talking about?"

Director Fan slapped Fan Leiluo's head. However, he was dodged by Fan Leiluo's head.

"Alright, Dad, let's talk about it."

Director Fan looked at Fan Leiluo, took a sip of tea, moistened his throat, and continued.

"The reason why I became friends with Yuan Fengshu was that I met and intersected in the devil's training camp."

"Devil's boot camp?"

Han Jun-hee's eyes widened.

"Yes, the devil's training camp is not a special forces training camp for you, Fan Leiluo, and Han Junjin."

"Where's that devil's boot camp?"

Han Junxi wondered, why hadn't he heard of it.

"It's a secret training camp and I'm not going to tell anyone. Don't ask questions, just listen to my stories. ”

Director Fan was interrupted, a little angry.

"Do you hear that?"

Fan Leiluo also hurriedly patted Han Junxi's shoulder.

"Oh."

Han Junxi obediently replied to the master, and continued to listen to the master.

"After Yuan Fengshu and I became friends, we talked about everything. Therefore, I also know the distress of Yuan Feng's death. He discovered early on that his body was not normal and belonged to dwarfism. But his family is very poor and can't think of anything for him, in fact, there is really no way to think about it. So when Yuan Feng died when he was fifteen years old, he found the secret devil training camp in every possible way, and he wanted to make his body grow through cruel training, or grow old. But after training, he realized that his original idea was wrong. ”

When Director Fan said this, Han Junxi and Fan Leiluo both craned their necks and waited for him to continue, and he picked up the teacup and took a few sips of tea before continuing.

"By the way, do you know the scar constitution?"

Director Fan suddenly asked like this, which made Han Junxi, Fan Leiluo, and Wu Yishuang all baffled. Isn't the master talking about Yuan Feng's death? Why did you suddenly talk about scar constitution?

"I know the scar constitution."

Wu Yishuang answered Director Fan's question, and she believed that the master's question must be closely related to Yuan Feng's death.