Han's mother asked.

"This... the Song family didn't mention it. I naturally hope that the two children can get married smoothly and live a good life!"

After hesitating for a moment, Han's father responded.

"Master, do you think my in-laws will come to our house to cancel the engagement?"

Han's mother was really unsure. After all, if it were her, she would definitely terminate the marriage between the two families if she found out that her future daughter-in-law was not satisfied with her son and was repeatedly targeting her daughter, so as to avoid marrying a troublemaker who would disrupt the peace of the whole family.

The most crucial point is that if he marries her, his son’s future life will be far from happy.

Rather than letting your own children feel depressed and unhappy after marriage, it is better to solve the problem from the root, that is, cancel the marriage between the two families!

"I don't know."

Father Han shook his head.

"It shouldn't be, right?"

Mother Han was seeking comfort for herself, but she really didn't want the marriage between the two families to fall through, so she looked straight at Father Han, hoping to get the answer she wanted from him.

"Some things can't be forced."

Father Han understood what answer Mother Han wanted, but how could he say for sure?

Marrying a wife is no small matter. Everyone wants to marry a sensible girl, but the couple in-laws don't seem to be easy to fool. After knowing their daughter's previous behavior, what they think is only known by the couple.

In other words, neither he nor his wife had any way of knowing.

Now, I can only wait patiently for the attitude of my in-laws!

"I will discipline Lanlan before the two children do anything."

Hearing what Han's mother said, Han's father was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly: "You have to discipline him more!"

However, the couple did not know that while they were worrying about their daughter's marriage, their daughter was taking the wrong path and ruining her good marriage.

In a private house in the north of the town.

"Don't get too close to me..."

"What are you afraid of? I'm not a tiger. Can I eat you?!"

"I... I'm not scared, I'm just a little uncomfortable..."

"What are you not used to?"

"You know that, why are you asking me?"

Han Bailan, with a rosy face, glared at the other person.

Yes, there are two people in this house at the moment, one of them is Han Bailan, and the other is the boy Han Bailan has had a crush on for several years. Well, now he should be called a young man. After all, both he and Han Bailan are over 20 years old, not a teenager who has not yet graduated from high school.

"I don't know, do you want to tell me?"

The young man's surname is Zhao, his given name is Jing, he is about 180cm tall, and his appearance is comparable to Song Qingbin, but he has a ruffian air when he smiles. In this era, ruffian-looking handsome young men like Zhao Jing are not very popular with girls.

But Han Bailan likes him very much. It can even be said that she fell in love with him because she was in junior high school and watched boys playing basketball. She was deeply attracted by the naughty smile that they inadvertently revealed.

Since then, the seeds of secret love sprouted in my heart.

However, Zhao Jing was a well-known figure in school at that time, and there were many beautiful girls around him. Han Bailan did not have the courage to confess her feelings to him, so she kept her feelings to herself.

From graduating from junior high school to graduating from high school, Han Bailan and Zhao Jing spoke to each other only a few times.

But their eyes kept chasing each other.

To be honest, it is absolutely false to say that Zhao Jing didn't know Han Bailan's thoughts. Otherwise, he would not have met Han Bailan by chance when he returned to town recently after graduating from high school and starting to work, and acted as if he was flirting with her unintentionally.

At this moment, Han Bailan was sitting at the end of the bed. She saw Zhao Jing coming in from the door of the room. He first stood not far from her for a moment, then curled the corners of his mouth and approached her step by step with a sly smile. She didn't know whether it was out of a girl's shyness or something else, but Han Bailan moved involuntarily as he approached.

And before I knew it, I was almost moving from the foot of the bed to the head of the bed.

"Would you please just stand there? You're really too close to me. I'm not used to this!"

Although she said this, Han Bailan inexplicably felt a sense of longing in her heart.

However, even she herself didn't know what she was longing for.

"So that's how it is. You're not used to me getting close to you. Fine, I'll back off now."

Zhao Jing immediately took a few steps back. He looked at Han Bailan with a smile and found that there was an obvious hint of disappointment in the other's eyes.

Oh! Woman, playing hard to get, eh?

That's fine, just play with him!

Han Bailan felt very lost. She asked herself what she was losing, but she could not find the answer.

Biting her lip, she stood up: "Zhao Jing, I want to go back!"

"Are you really willing to leave?"

Zhao Jing approached in two or three steps. He raised his hand to tuck the strands of hair that fell on Han Bailan's forehead behind her ears. He looked at Han Bailan's eyes intently and said, "But I want you to stay with me for a while longer, okay?"

"I……"

Han Bailan thought that she had been out for quite some time and her parents would be worried if she didn't go home, but unexpectedly, she felt a sudden warmth on her forehead.

In an instant, her eyes widened and she realized that the person she loved had just kissed her. Even though he was kissing her forehead, it still had a huge impact on her.

He instinctively stepped back, hoping to put some distance between us, but unexpectedly, he fell back onto the bed.

Zhao Jing leaned over, placed his hands on both sides of her body, looked at her with burning eyes, and asked softly, "Do you like it?"

"..."

Han Bailan came back to her senses after a while and realized what the other party was asking her. She avoided their gazes, her cheeks burning, her heart beating faster, and she pursed her lips without answering.

"Little idiot, I know you've liked me for a long time..."

With a slightly hoarse voice, Zhao Jing kissed Han Bailan on the forehead again.

"...Zhao Jing, no, you can't do this!"

Han Bailan reached out and pushed the other person.

"Don't you like me?"

Zhao Jing pretended to be hurt. He said, "It seems that I was just being sentimental. Fine, I'll let you go now!"

"you……"

Han Bailan suddenly grabbed the other person's collar, her tone anxious: "I don't... I don't dislike you!" It turns out that he likes her too, so don't they love each other?

The clock is ticking.

When Han Bailan walked out of Zhao Jing's house, she was in a daze and didn't know how things had ended up like that.

Regret?

Han Bailan didn't know, she only knew that she liked Zhao Jing and had liked him for many years...

"idiot!"

Pushing his bicycle to the gate of the yard, Zhao Jing looked at Han Bailan's receding figure with disdain in his eyes.

She was easily seduced. If she thought he had real feelings for her, she was definitely dreaming!

Zhao Jing's family has a house in the county town, and the whole family lives in the county town. Sometimes they go back to the town to do business, and they will stay in this old house for a night or two. On weekdays, someone is hired to clean the old house regularly, so there is no need to worry about the house becoming dilapidated after a long time.

Withdrawing his gaze from Han Bailan's back, Zhao Jing sat on the seat, spat on the ground, then stepped on the pedal with his left foot and quickly rode several meters away.

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