Young master, your vest fell off

"And Chu Junyi, he should be able to make a move." Situ Han took the towel from Fu Miaomiao's hand, asked her to sit facing him, and wiped her hair.

Fu Miaomiao felt relieved, "That's true, and I heard from Man He today that she and Chu Junyi have reconciled."

Situ Han chuckled lightly.

"What are you laughing at?" Fu Miaomiao looked up at Situ Han, "Aren't you very proud, thinking that women are stupid, you can coax them with just a few nice words, and then continue to give up?"

"I think there's something wrong with your words." Situ Han gently rubbed Fu Miaomiao's head through the towel, "Since you said that men and women are equal, why do you have to put men and women on opposite sides?"

Fu Miaomiao raised her eyebrows and smiled.

It seems that there is indeed a problem.

But when Situ Han mentioned Chu Junyi, she felt relieved, and she didn't have to worry too much about Li Manhe's family.

But there was one thing she was curious about.

"Didn't Manhe have a marriage contract with Xiang Minghan? The Xiang family should know that there is something wrong with the Li family. I think the Xiang family will also help."

As Fu Miaomiao spoke, she shook her head, "It's over, it's over, will the problems between Chu Junyi and Xiang Minghan intensify? Manhe must be caught in the middle, so he must be in trouble."

"You think too much." Situ Han gently pushed Fu Miaomiao's little head.

Fu Miao almost leaned back and giggled, "What are you doing?"

Situ Han got up and went to get the hair dryer, "Come on, let me blow it for you."

He intentionally emphasized the pronunciation of the last word, and Fu Miaomiao's little face turned red.

This happens every time, and he really enjoys playing with words.

"I, now I just hope that our son will not be like you when he grows up, otherwise it will be difficult to find a wife."

"Am I not good?" Situ Han held the hair dryer, "You talk first, and I'll blow it for you after I finish."

"Hurry up." Fu Miaomiao raised her hand to grab Situ Han, "Hurry up."

"Are you in a hurry?" Situ Han raised his eyebrows, and the evil air flowed between his brows, extremely charming, "Do you want it?"

"Situ Han!" Fu Miaomiao was shy and wanted to laugh, raised her buttocks to get the hair dryer, "I don't need you, I will do it myself."

"How about blowing it yourself? I'll blow it for you first, then you blow it for me later...how about you blow it together after I wash my hair?" Situ Han asked her opinion understandingly.

Fu Miaomiao's face was flushed red by Situ Han's words, she raised her hand to cover her face, and threw herself on Situ Han again.

Over the past few years with Situ Han, her skin has become thinner and thinner.

Situ Han quickly caught it, "Okay, okay, I won't tease you anymore, sit down, you fall down."

Fu Miaomiao just sat down, and after Situ Han finished drying her hair and applying body lotion, she went to bed.

It took Situ Han less than 10 minutes to finish and came out naked.

Fu Miaomiao looked over, covered her eyes with a whimper, "Mom, help me."

"Little girl, even the Heavenly King Lao Tzu is here today, and I can't save you." Situ Han smiled evilly and rushed forward.

Fu Miaomiao screamed and struggled.

A mobile phone rang suddenly, interrupting the madness between the two.

Situ Han closed his eyes, "Who is it?"

Fu Miaomiao got up and got out of bed, pulled down her pajamas as she went, picked up her phone, and looked at Situ Han.

"Junyuan is calling."

Situ Han's face turned extremely ugly, he strode over to take Fu Miaomiao's cell phone, and connected the phone, "What's the matter?"

Chu Junyuan chuckled, "I knew you would answer the phone and call you, but you turned off the phone."

Situ Han gritted his teeth, "Nonsense, you don't want to check what time it is. At this time, except for single dogs like you, everyone else is busy."

Chu Junyuan: "..."

What did he do wrong?
Or is he the original sin?
"I just want to tell you that I will be there tomorrow, and you are ready to receive me."

Situ Han sneered, "Boring."

Then he hung up the phone, threw Fu Miaomiao's phone on the sofa, turned around and put Fu Miaomiao under his armpit, and carried it to the bed.

Fu Miaomiao scrambled her legs, "I don't feel comfortable doing this."

Situ Han walked to the bed and put Fu Miaomiao on the bed. Fu Miaomiao immediately put her foot on Situ Han's lower abdomen, not letting him approach, "Why does Junyuan want me?"

"Looking for you?" Situ Han raised his eyebrows, "Why is he looking for you?"

Fu Miaomiao retracted her feet and sat up, "Then why does he want you?"

"It's boring." Situ Han said, and went to bed.

Fu Miaomiao turned around and sat cross-legged facing Situ Han, "Is there something you two are hiding from me? I find that you dare not tell me anything now. Does Chu Jun have more news?"

"Where are you thinking? Besides, what can I hide from you? You are my own wife, so what is he?" Situ Han snorted.

"It's best to be like this. You didn't tell me when you teamed up with Chu Junyuan." Fu Miaomiao raised her hand and touched her chin. "Where do you think this Chu Junyue can hide? So many people can't find him." Him? Hey, have you made arrangements for grandpa and grandma? Don't let anything happen to you. "

"It's been arranged. Besides, the small place is very safe. It's so remote that most people can't find it." Situ Han grasped Fu Miaomiao's wrist and squeezed it lightly. "Is it finished? Can we start?"

"How is he going to take revenge on me?" Fu Miaomiao narrowed her eyes slightly.

"What revenge?" Situ Han's tone became serious.

"Ah?" Fu Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, realizing that she had accidentally opened her mouth, and closed her eyes angrily.

Why did you accidentally say it?

Situ Han fixed Fu Miaomiao's eyes, "Speak."

Fu Miaomiao curled her lips, "It's just that Chu Junyue's fingers were broken. When I went to see him in the hospital, he told me that he wanted to take revenge on me."

"Why did you say that?" Situ Han took a deep breath, "Who just questioned me just now?"

"Didn't I tell you that? Actually, I didn't take it seriously. The key is that I was worried that you would make a big fuss." Fu Miaomiao went over, lifted the quilt and slipped into Situ Han's arms, "Xiao Fei and Jian Qin are here, What can I do?"

Situ Han hugged Fu Miaomiao tightly, "Tell me everything in the future, don't worry about whether I make a big fuss, I know, so I can make sure nothing goes wrong."

Fu Miaomiao nodded obediently, "I know, I know."

"Sleep." Situ Han turned and turned off the light.

Fu Miaomiao was very surprised, "Eh? Just fell asleep now? Did you just..."

"Not in the mood." Situ Han lowered his voice and hugged Fu Miaomiao tightly again.

Fu Miaomiao didn't know whether to cry or laugh, "It's just Chu Junyue, and his life and death are still unknown. What are you worried about? Come on."

Situ Han: "..."

This time she was really enthusiastic.

"No, I'm not in the mood, really."

Fu Miaomiao smiled mischievously, messing with the bed with her little hands, "What about now?"

"Fu Miaomiao, stop making trouble!" Situ Han laughed out loud, and took her dishonest little hand, "Hurry up and go to bed."