Han Shen: Do you think the fifth brother has this in mind?

Han Ji: Who can understand his thoughts? He didn't get close to us when he was a child, and now it's even more, he's busy with work now, and he hasn't been home for several months.

Everyone knows that if they don't come back, they don't want to come back at all.

However, Han Jue's special identity is not favored in the first place, so Han Qian can only come forward to ease the delicate relationship between him and Han Hongde.

Han Shen: Let me ask the fifth brother.

Han Ji: I guess it's hanging, and it's ...... If you don't get it right, it's the fate of me and your third brother.

Han Shen understood what Han Ji meant.

The one who married Ai Zhiyin was supposed to be the third brother Han Chi, but in the end he became Han Ji.

Han Ji went from being an irrelevant passer-by at the beginning, and after being forced to accept this marriage, he became a player and a pawn.

Han Ji doesn't love Ai Zhiyin, and he still does.

Such a result is a lose-lose situation for Han Ji and Han Chi.

Han Ji reminded him, and it was also a wake-up call for him.

Afraid that Han Shen would follow the old path of him and Han Chi.

Han Shen: Thank you, second brother, I understand.

He can't bet his own business on someone else, it's time for him to step in and solve it all on his own.

Especially the case of Luo Fu.

Han Shen: When will you return to the imperial capital?

Han Ji: There is still something to do in Dongjiang, in a few days.

Han Shen: What's the matter?

Han Ji: Nothing.

Han Shen asked again.

He's not a good guy.

But he still had a slight suspicion about Han Ji's stay.

Originally, Han Ji said that he came to Dongjiang to ventilate him.

After reporting the letter, Han Ji did not leave immediately, but had to wait for a few days......

Han Shen pondered for a moment, turned his head to look at the sleeping person beside him, he put down his mobile phone, gently put his arm on Zhou Mo, and fell asleep with her.

……

Following.

Zhou Moding's alarm clock rang on time.

She stretched, and suddenly felt a pain all over her body, and she gasped in pain.

But although the body hurts, the heart is sweet.

Han Shen has a problem with bed, and he has the gas to get up, and he slept late last night, so it is impossible to get up earlier than Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo stepped forward, brushed away the broken hair in front of Han Shen's forehead, and observed carefully.

Since Han Shen shaved his head, his hair has grown a lot, and he doesn't have a chance to spend too much time taking care of his hair, so he only passes by the barber shop in the garage of a courtyard when he gets off work and disposes of it at will.

In addition, during this time in Manshan, there was no chance of a haircut, and his current hair is completely a chicken nest.

It was even more messy than the day I came to her on a rainy day to talk about the marriage.

Han Shen was sleeping on his stomach, one side of his face squeezed into the pillow, and he didn't know if he was pressed into the hemp.

Zhou Mo lowered his head, looked at his sleeping face, inexplicably liked to be tight, lowered his head and kissed his forehead gently, just as he often kissed her.

Joy is accompanied by pity, followed by comfort and contentment.

Han Shen was very itchy by Zhou Mo's squirming, his brows moved, and his eyes opened in confusion.

The voice was lazy and hoarse, "It's time?" ”

"Well," Zhou Mo asked with a smile, "Can you get up?" Why don't you sleep, I'll go to work by myself. ”

"No, if I promise to send you there, I will definitely send you there," Han Shen turned his face to the other side and continued to be confused: "You go wash up first, and then give me five minutes." ”

Zhou Mo couldn't help laughing.

Han Shen is like this, inexplicably a bit like a primary school student who can't get out of bed, bargaining with his parents.

Zhou Mo was helpless, "You sleep." If you can't get up, you can't get up, don't get hard. ”

"Yes, I can definitely ......" Obviously, his voice was full of sleepy chaos, but he was still stubborn.

Zhou Mo saw that it was not early, and immediately turned over and got out of bed to wash.

In the morning, she usually doesn't have the habit of making breakfast, and will buy it on the way to work.

There is a snack street near the college, and there are several small shops selling breakfast.

It's basically a little bit of time to get up, so I don't have time to make breakfast.

Although she really wanted to cook Han Shen's first breakfast after returning, time didn't allow it.

Zhou Mo hurriedly cleaned up.

Seeing that the person on the bed hadn't moved yet, Zhou Mo thought about it and still shouted, "Han Shen, get up." ”

As she spoke, she scooped up her pillow and gently smashed Han Shen's back.

Han Shen let out a confused "um", like a zombie slowly arching his body and getting up little by little.

Zhou Mo glared at him helplessly, "If you don't have it, you'd better continue to sleep." ”

Waiting for Han Shen to finish grinding here, Zhou Mo will be late.

"Immediately, soon," Han Shen knelt on the bed, his eyes hadn't opened yet, rubbing his face indiscriminately, he got out of bed in a daze and walked to the bathroom.

Zhou Mo looked at the time, "Ten minutes, I have to leave in ten minutes, otherwise I'll be really late." ”

"That's enough," Han Shen's voice was muffled, obviously brushing his teeth.

Ten minutes later.

Han Shen was neatly dressed and stood in front of Zhou Mo.

It's really hard for him.

After washing his face, Han Shen was obviously in a lot of energy, the hair on his forehead was still wet, Zhou Mo took the paper on the table and wiped it for him.

Han Shen frowned: "No matter, hurry up, don't be late." ”

Zhou Mo couldn't cry or laugh: "Are you doctors so rough?" ”

She touched Han Shen's face, it was very dry, and she didn't apply any face oil.

"I didn't use cleanser," Mr. Han said.

According to Han Shen's logic, the implication is that if you don't use cleanser, your face won't be dry, so you don't need to apply face oil.

Zhou Mo is helpless, now let him do it again, it will definitely be too late.

Han Shen has his own logic and persistence, he has never dressed up heavily, and it is useless for Zhou Mo to mention his life.

Zhou Mo has helped him buy all kinds of men's skin care products, he uses them intermittently, and when time is tight, such as now, he basically doesn't do any extra steps.

The two went downstairs together.

Zhou Mo suddenly realized, "Your car is in the hospital, right?" ”

"Well, drive your car," Han Shen said, "my car was borrowed recently." ”

"Huh? Who? Zhou Mo was surprised and handed over the keys to his car to Han Shen.

Han Shen took it, "Doctor Lu of the cardiac surgery." ”

Zhou Mo: "What did he borrow your car for?" Don't he have a car of his own? ”

Han Shen: "He accompanied his girlfriend back to his parents' house." His car is a Wrangler, and it doesn't have a BMW's logo. ”

Zhou Mo reacted for a moment before he understood.

Emotional borrowing of a car is to fill the façade.

Zhou Mo: "It is said that the car is a man's 'little wife', so you are not afraid that your 'little wife' will be touched?" ”

Han Shen nudged Zhou Mo's waist and motioned her to get into the car, and bowed his head and kissed her on the lips by the way, "I only have one wife." ”

Zhou Mo smiled and got into the co-pilot.

Han Shen started the car and reversed the car out of the parking space.

"This car, it feels good, are you driving? How does it feel? Han Shen asked.

"It's good."

Speaking of which, Han Shen seemed to be driving her car for the first time.

"The 'little husband' of 300,000 is indeed impossible to be bad." Han Shen quipped.

"What 'little husband'?"

"You say that the car is a man's 'little wife', but for a woman, isn't it a 'little husband'?"

"you." Zhou Mo scolded with a smile.

Nothing on the right track.