Young master, your vest fell off

"Okay, leave it alone." Chu Junyang pushed Chu Xiaoxiao out of the kitchen, "Don't enter the kitchen again."

Chu Xiaoxiao was pushed out of the kitchen by Chu Junyang, watching Chu Junyang pick up the broken porcelain, what Chu Junyang said just now echoed in her ears.

She heard right.

He said, Xiaoxiao, let's get married.

marry……

Chu Xiaoxiao's heart palpitated.

However, she never thought about getting married, even though she was with Chu Junyang now, she never thought about getting married, let alone marrying Chu Junyang.

Chu Xiaoxiao was a little scared.

That's not what she wants, it's not like this.

After Chu Junyang finished the broken porcelain pieces, he came out and saw Chu Xiaoxiao standing there in a daze, and walked up silently, "What are you thinking? I'm all in a daze."

Chu Xiaoxiao quickly withdrew her thoughts, shook her head, "It's nothing."

Chu Junyang glanced at Chu Xiaoxiao meaningfully, then his expression returned to normal, and he put his arms around Chu Xiaoxiao's neck, "Did you get scared just now?"

"Ah?" Chu Xiaoxiao looked a little dazed.

scared?
What scares you?

Are you married?
Chu Xiaoxiao opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer Chu Junyang's question.

"Brother, I..."

"Are you really scared?" Chu Junyang raised his hand and touched Chu Xiaoxiao's forehead, "It's just that the plate was broken, and she wasn't injured, coward."

After Chu Xiaoxiao was stunned for a moment, her complexion was obviously much better than before.

It turned out that he was talking about this, not about marriage.

Chu Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, with a faint smile on her face.

Chu Junyang didn't mention marriage anymore, and Chu Xiaoxiao also felt that Chu Junyang was just talking casually.

In fact, she knew Chu Junyang's temperament, besides, he was only 24 years old, and he hadn't played enough, how could he want to settle down like that?

Maybe he said that he likes himself because he hasn't figured out his feelings for her, and he may still regard her as his younger sister, but he is confused.

In a few days, or a few months, he will be enough, and go out to find other women...

Thinking of this, Chu Xiaoxiao felt a little depressed.

However, as long as he is always by his side.

She really doesn't want to be alone.

Chu Xiaoxiao suddenly felt very cold, she hugged Chu Junyang, buried her face deeply into Chu Junyang's arms, her voice was hoarse, "Brother, I will always treat you well."

"Of course, I'm your man, you have to be responsible to me." Chu Junyang patted Chu Xiaoxiao's back lightly, his voice very gentle.

Chu Xiaoxiao's eyes were a little sore, she quickly closed her eyes, holding back the hot tears in her eyes, and after a while, she left Chu Junyang's embrace, with a smile on the corner of her lips.

Chu Junyang raised his hand and rubbed the top of Chu Xiaoxiao's head, "Go up and rest first, I'll clean up there."

He pointed to the kitchen.

Chu Xiaoxiao nodded, looked at Chu Junyang again, turned and went upstairs.

Chu Junyang watched Chu Xiaoxiao go upstairs, his eyes deepened little by little.

Xiaoxiao, what are you hiding from me?

……

Chu house...

Late at night, Situ Han was alone in the study, and opened the document that Fu Miaomiao had sent him earlier.

Looking at the names above, Situ Han admitted that if Chu Junyue and these mysterious clients continue to cooperate for a long time and establish a longer and more stable cooperative relationship, then the entire Chu family will not be very attractive to Chu Junyue.

Of course, no one would think that he had too much money, and no one would think that he was too powerful.

Isn't everything Chu Junyue did just to squeeze out Sanfang and become the master of the Chu family?
Situ Han continued to look through the list, and soon, he saw a familiar name on the list.

Chris.

Situ Han curled his lips.

Regardless of whether Yu Fengyin's death was related to Sanfang, the more Chu Huairong and Chu Jun attacked him, the more he had to accept the move.

Even if it is an exclusion method.

Situ Han closed the list, took the phone, and dialed Chris' number.

It took a while for the phone to connect, and Chris's displeased voice came, "I said, Master Han, can you check what time it is? Where's sister-in-law?"

Situ Han: "I need your help with a small matter."

Hearing this, Chris let go of Lin Chu in his arms, sat up with a smile, "Master Han, are you begging me?"

Situ Han said, "That's right."

Chris chuckled, "Are you begging for help?"

Situ Han: "...less nonsense."

Chris: "You said."

After Situ Han and Chris finished talking, he hung up the phone, got up and went back to the bedroom, went to bed, took Fu Miaomiao into his arms, and closed his eyes.

Sleep till dawn.

It's gloomy outside today...

This is the case in winter. It is cloudy at both ends of the day, and there is no snow, so it is dry and cloudy.

Fu Miaomiao put on her pajamas, got out of bed and walked to the window, opened the curtains, and looked through the glass window to the dark sky outside.

Two strong arms suddenly crossed the waist.

Fu Miaomiao took a deep breath, leaned back gently, and snuggled into Situ Han's arms.

Situ Han lowered his head, kissed Fu Miaomiao's neck lightly, and when she shrank her shoulders and tried to avoid it, he kissed her ear again.

"What's wrong?" His voice was hoarse and sexy in the morning.

Fu Miaomiao's small hand lightly covered Situ Han's big palm, rubbing it repeatedly.

She really wanted to ask if they could go back this New Year, but in the end she buried the question deeply in her heart.

What's the use of asking?
If the real culprit who killed Yu Fengyin could not be found, they would never go back. Asking them would only make Situ Han even more unhappy.

He's already under a lot of pressure.

Thinking of this, Fu Miaomiao smiled and shook her head, "It's nothing, do you think it will snow today?"

"The weather forecast says there will be no snow." Situ Han hugged Fu Miaomiao tightly.

She was depressed, not for a day or two. If he couldn't see it, wouldn't it be a waste of time to marry her for so long.

Situ Han will never forget how Fu Miaomiao stood in front of him protecting him...

knock knock knock...

There was a knock on the door at this moment.

Situ Han withdrew his thoughts, lowered his head and kissed her cheek again, turned around and opened the door.

Xu Xian stood at the door and said with a smile: "Master Han, Young Mistress, it's time to eat."

Situ Han nodded, then turned to look at Fu Miaomiao, "You wash up first."

After speaking, she turned back to Xu Xian and said, "Aunt Xian, Miaomiao and I are eating in the room."

"Yes." Xu Xian responded, and Fu Miaomiao's peripheral vision fell on Fu Miaomiao's body, which became a little complicated, and then retreated.

After Fu Miaomiao and Situ Han finished washing and changing their clothes, the servants also brought up breakfast.

Fu Miaomiao has no appetite and eats a little bit.

Situ Han didn't force her to eat more. After breakfast, he went out.

The servants came in to clear the table, and Xu Xian followed.

"Young Mistress..."

Fu Miaomiao smiled slightly, "Aunt Xian, sit down."