Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Han Jun's body was stiff, and she stared at the handsome face close at hand without blinking. The lips that were rubbed by Xu Qian's fingers were hot, as if she had eaten a chili pepper.

Xu Qian sensed Han Jun's nervousness, and realized that this action was too lustful. He quickly removed his hand and sat down beside Han Jun with a natural look.

Han Jun secretly bit his hot lips, feeling that it is necessary to say something.

She turned her head to stare at Xu Qian, said in a serious tone, and said: "Don't do this to me in the future, I will think you are seduce me." Feeling that there is no deterrent, she said: "You seduce a minor, If I leave evidence, I can sue you and go to jail at any time."

Xu Qian is so afraid of going to jail~

Xu Qian raised his hands to apologize, "Sorry, I was abrupt just now." But soon he said: "But you have to learn to accept and adapt. After all, I will do more to you in the future."

Han Jun's ears became redder.

After sitting still for a while, the heat on Han Jun's face finally faded.

Having dinner with Han Zhan in the evening means that Xu Qian will not be on duty tonight.

Xu Qian took out his mobile phone and called his colleagues to shift shifts.

After hanging up the phone, he stared at the picture on the screen of the phone, and suddenly said, "Let's take a picture by ourselves."

When Xu Qian was studying, he lived in the school dormitory. The brothers in the dormitory were in love, and they would be coerced by their girlfriends to take pictures as cellphone screensavers.

Xu Qian has never been in love, but he has observed the details of other people's love.

He believes that using a couple's photo as a mobile phone screensaver is a necessary part of love.

"Okay." Han Jun was very happy in his heart, but there was still no smile on his face, looking at Yan Yan Wushuang.

Xu Qian's long arms passed behind Han Jun's shoulders and put one arm around her shoulder, and the two took a very serious photo in front of the camera. He opened the photo album, stared at the photo for a moment, turned his head and said to Han Jun: "You didn't smile when you took the photo."

Han Jun twitched the corner of his mouth, revealing eight white teeth, completely forced to open a business.

Xu Qian stared at Han Jun's non-smiling appearance, and shook his head again and laughed, "Okay, don't laugh, it will scare the children when they laugh."

Han Jun is not a person who loves to laugh. She seems to lack the nerve to laugh by nature.

Han Jun put away his smirk, again with that noble and glamorous appearance. "Let's go, the concert is about to begin." The two sides had a showdown, and Xu Qian didn't have to avoid Han Zhan.

Xu Qian nodded, "Let's go."

The two got up and left together, walked to the entrance cabinet, Xu Qian stopped, and took out the car key from the belly of a decorative puppy.

He saw Han Jun standing beside him quietly and obediently, his fingertips moved slightly, and he reached over and grabbed Han Jun's wrist.

Han Jun was wearing a long-sleeved sweater, his wrists were blocked by the sweater, and Xu Qian pulled her sleeves.

Han Jun told her: "You can hold my hand."

A smile flashed in Xu Qian's eyes. He looked at Han Jun narrowly and suddenly asked: "Children, holding the hand of a minor, will you be sent to jail?"

Han Jun glared at him angrily, threw Xu Qian's hand away, opened the door and walked out.

Xu Qian quickly followed, and took Han Jun's hand from behind, clasping her fingers.

Han Jun pinched the pen and the gun all the year round, inevitably there are calluses on his fingers. Xu Qian has practiced swords since he was a child, and his palms actually have calluses. The two hands are held together, and the touch feels a bit rough, and the temperature of each body is transferred to each other's body through the fingers, ambiguous and tender.

The distance from Xu Qian's house to the concert hall is very long, and it takes an hour to drive.

Han Jun sat in the co-pilot, his head swaying with the bumps of the car, and gradually fell asleep.

The warm sun of the winter afternoon fell on Han Jun's cheeks through the window glass. She was not wearing glasses. The sun pulled her long eyelashes into a thick fan shape and projected them on the beautiful white porcelain cheeks.

She seemed to be dreaming, her eyelashes were shaking gently, and the shadow on her face was shaking.

Han Jun is indeed dreaming.

In the dream, she knelt on the ground alone, gnawing on a crow that was still flapping its wings. The crow's bones were crunched by her sharp teeth.

The thick fog that obscures the sky hides Han Jun in the dark, making it difficult to attract attention.

There was a sound of footsteps, stepping on the rotten bones and dead leaves, getting closer and closer, finally disturbing Han Jun who was eating.

Han Jun looked back in shock, and saw a man wearing a white gown standing behind him. Han Jun lives in a gray and autumnal place without any gorgeous colors. That was the first time she saw white.

The man has a long jade body, and it is vaguely visible that he is carrying a long sword.

The man stood on the dim wasteland, and the thick fog enveloped the man's appearance. She couldn't see the other's nose and eyes, and only heard his voice: "Where is the little monster?" The tone is cold, without emotion.

Han Jun looked at the man alertly, and she snarled at the other person, then turned back, holding the crow in her hand and continued to bite.

The crow smelled of blood, and her mouth was full of blood, but she didn't dislike it, gnawing very fast, for fear that the intruder behind her might **** the crow from her hand.

Suddenly, a jade-white hand stretched out in front of her, and a piece of light brown cake was sandwiched between the man's slender index and middle fingers.

Han Jun stared at the cake for a moment, his chewing movements slowed down.

She swallowed the meat in her mouth, raised her head, staring at the figure of the man Xia Zi Yueyun behind the dense fog, and let out a vigilant low growl.

The sound is like a beast.

She can't speak. Since the day of her birth, she has never encountered a living human being. She even learned how to growl from the beasts who accidentally broke into the terrible land.

The man suddenly bent down, his robe falling on the gray-black soil, incompatible with this world.

He handed the cake to Han Jun's mouth and said to her, "Eat."

Han Jun continued to let out a low growl, and she grinned at the man in a gesture of wanting to attack. But the man's hand was always in front of her, not shaking, not taking it back, and not afraid of her at all.

Without detecting the killing intent and danger in the man, Han Jun's back gradually relaxed.

She threw away the crow in her hand that was chewed on only half of its wings, opened her bleeding lips, and slowly approached the man's hand.

To be precise, it is the bread in the hands of men

It was the first time she had come into contact with someone. She didn't control her strength, and her sharp teeth cut the opponent's finger and shed some blood.

Born and raised in the land of evil spirits, she was born with animalism. Han Jun prefers blood to pie.

She likes to eat raw meat and drink warm blood. The blood of the man in front of her is extremely attractive to her.

Smelling the alluring smell in the man's blood, Han Jun couldn't control his desire to drink the man's blood.

She stared at the blood, swallowing quietly in her throat.

Noting Han Jun's movements, the man let out an unknown laugh from his throat. Like contempt, but also like pity.

Han Jun boldly stretched out his bright red tongue to lick the blood coming out of the man's fingers.

The man moved his fingertips, but did not take it back.

Han Jun boldly held the man's hand and took a sip of warm blood. The animal side of her body suddenly awakened. Her eyes became ferocious, and she opened her mouth and subconsciously wanted to bite off the opponent's finger.

At this time, the man's fingers suddenly changed into a small golden snake as thick as chopsticks. The small golden snake opened his mouth, and two sharp small fangs suddenly bit Han Jun's tongue.

"Roar!" Han Jun let out a horrified cry, quickly let go of his mouth, and backed back in panic.

The little snake became a man's finger again.

The man stood up, stared at Han Jun's figure through the thick fog for a moment, and suddenly sighed: "You such a little monster shouldn't be born."

After speaking, he suddenly drew the long sword behind him.

As soon as the black sword body appeared, the entire wasteland suddenly raged, and the evil spirits floating in the air made sharp and desperate cry. When Han Jun heard those shouts, she suddenly covered her ears, showing an uncomfortable expression.

The long sword swung down from the air, splitting the thick fog.

The extremely evil place is the darkest place in Aosheng Continent. This area has not seen sunlight for tens of thousands of years, and it is hidden in dense fog all day long. The black sword cut through the dense fog, and a ray of sunlight penetrated in from the sky.

This is the first time Han Jun has seen light since he was born.

The harsh light irritated Han Jun's eyes with severe pain, and Han Jun quickly closed his eyes.

Han Jun thought he would be cut to death by a man with a sword, but the pain he expected did not come.

Han Jun shook his eyelashes and slowly opened his eyes.

She did not dare to look directly at the light, and covered her eyes with her hands to block the dazzling light, only then could she see a black long sword against the front of her forehead.

The person holding the sword, wearing white clothes, has some lines on the chest and wide sleeves that she can't understand.

The man's face was facing the sun, and Han Jun couldn't see his appearance.

She stared at the point of the sword close at hand, and she had instinctive fear and submission.

The little monster was completely exposed to the sun, and the man carefully looked at the appearance of the little monster in front of him.

The little monster had no clothes on. She was born in this terrible place. No one had taught her what shame is and what is good and evil.

The little monster's body was gray and autumn, and his hair was slipping on his head. It was dirty, and it might be full of bugs.

But the little monster had a pair of very clear blue eyes, blue, like sapphires washed by snow.

The man lost his mind.

Han Jun has a vigilance comparable to beasts, and she keenly perceives that the man's intent to kill herself has lessened. She knelt up cautiously, avoided the tip of the sword, crawled to the ground, and picked up the crow meat that fell on the ground.

Han Jun held the crow in both hands and handed the crow to the man, his eyes shot out the will to survive and please. "Roar!" For you to eat!

The man stared at the crow in Han Jun's hand and fell silent for a moment.

That's the only food for the little monster...

The man retracted his long sword and pulled a sword flower in the air. In an instant, all the evil spirits within a radius of ten miles stopped roaring, and they all returned to silence.

The whole world became silent, and the warm sun was shining on Han Jun. She heard the man say: "Fine, you will follow me from now on. If you look so dark, you can call it Aqiu."

Han Jun couldn't understand the other party, still holding the crow, staring at the man kindly, waiting for the man to take the crow away.

The man used the sword to pick the crow meat to the ground, and even the sword. Knocked on A Qiu's head and told her: "My name is Qu Jinghong. It is called Guiyi, A Qiu, follow me." After speaking, the man inserted the Guiyi sword into the scabbard.

In an instant, this terrible place returned to darkness, and the sun was fleeting.

But it has appeared, Han Jun has seen it and touched it, and will never forget the warmth of the sun.

Qu Jinghong walked farther and farther, gradually leaving only a vague back view of Han Jun.

Han Jun knelt on the spot for a while, silently picked up the crow and the cake on the ground, stood up and ran into the mist barefoot, chasing the tall figure.

"..."

Xu Qian heard what Han Jun was saying, he turned his head to look at Han Jun, and saw Han Jun frowned and his red lips moved, as if saying something.

Xu Qian slowed down, poked his head towards Han Jun and got close. He heard Han Jun yelling in a low voice: "Qu Jinghong..." Her voice was full of pain and longing.

Xu Qian frowned slightly.

Qu Jinghong?

It's like a man's name.

Along the way, Han Jun was stuck in a dream and couldn't wake up.

Xu Qian parked his car in the open-air parking lot outside the concert hall.

The car was very quiet, Xu Qian heard the little girl beside him chanting another stranger's name, she was still a man.

Xu Qian's expression was unpredictable, and no one knew what he was thinking.

At this moment, Han Jun's cell phone rang.

The harsh ringtone disturbed Han Jun's dreams, and Han Jun opened his eyes suddenly and gasped. She realized that she was dreaming and subconsciously relieved.

Fortunately, it was just a dream.

Han Jun answered the phone with lingering fear, and heard Han Zhan ask: "Jun Jun, are you there yet?"

Han Jun glanced out the window, saw the Music Building, and replied to Han Zhan: "Dad, we are in the parking lot, come here soon."

"Ok."

Hanging up the phone, Han Jun asked Xu Qian, "Am I asleep? Why don't you wake me up."

Xu Qian said: "Did you dream just now? I heard you talk in your sleep."

Han Jun put down the phone and turned to look at Xu Qian, she was even more stupid than Xu Qian. "Did I talk in sleep? What did I say?"

Xu Qian: "Your dream, what do you ask me to do? I still want to know, what exactly did you dream of."

Han Jun carefully recalled the dream, but found that the scene in the dream became blurred. She only remembered a man in her dream, wearing a white suit as usual, carrying a long sword.

The man in the dream used a sword, and Xu Qian also used a sword, both of which were black swords.

What is the connection between Xu Qian and the man in his dream?

Han Jun tilted his head to look at Xu Qian, and reached out his hand to touch Xu Qian's eyes.

Xu Qian was taken aback, and soon recognized Han Jun's presumption.

Han Jun looked into Xu Qian's eyes, the more he looked, the more he lost his spirit, and finally his eyes became confused. She murmured in confusion: "Have we met somewhere?"

Xu Qian suddenly raised his eyes to look at her.

Finding that Han Jun's soul state was wrong, Xu Qian twisted his right hand and pushed his index finger firmly between Han Jun's eyebrows.

Han Jun's mind suddenly became clearer, and her eyes gradually recovered their brilliance.

Seeing Xu Qian's hand on his forehead, Han Jun stepped back subconsciously, covering his forehead with his hand, and said to Xu Qian, "Don't flick my forehead!"

At this moment, Han Jun regained his maiden air, as if his previous experience was just an illusion.

Xu Qian retracted his hand and said, "Don't play you." He was very curious about Han Jun's dream, and asked unwillingly, "My child, what did you dream of just now?"

Han Jun frowned and said, "I can't remember, as if I had dreamed of things in my previous life."

Xu Qian raised his eyebrows, "Really?"

Han Jun released the seat belt and got out of the car. He lowered his head and said, "I guess Po Meng had forgotten to drink Meng Po soup for me. I suspect that I still have the memories of my previous life.

Xu Qian smiled and asked deliberately: "Then am I the lover of your last life?"

Han Jun was about to answer, and Xu Qian reminded her again: "If you think about it, then answer it. If you get a wrong answer, you will be kissed."

Han Jun simply closed his mouth and said nothing.

Xu Qian also wanted to amuse Han Jun, and saw a tall male figure coming from the music building. After recognizing the person's identity, Xu Qian hurriedly stood up straight, subconsciously tidying up his coat.

When Han Zhan approached, Xu Qian hurriedly nodded to him and shouted respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Han."

Han Jun looked back and saw her father standing behind her. She was a little guilty, so she quietly stood behind Han Zhan.

Xu Qian noticed Han Jun's evasive behavior and called her a little ostrich in his heart.

Han Zhan stared at Xu Qian and looked at the appearance of the young master of the Xu family.

The height passed the test, and the appearance passed the test. At the age of 23, he is the deputy director of the Department of Cardiac Surgery of the Affiliated Hospital of Imperial Capital University.

It's good everywhere, but you shouldn't be looking at his baby, and want to hook up with his baby.

"Young Master Xu." Han Zhan glanced down at the little girl beside him, and reminded Xu Qian earnestly, "I call my child a minor. Please think twice before Young Master Xu does anything."

Xu Qian hasn't spoken out yet, Han Jun on the side rushed to defend Xu Qian, "Dad, we didn't do what we shouldn't do."

Han Zhan:!

"I didn't let you talk!"

Because his daughter turned his elbow outward, Han Zhan, who could have been able to press Xu Qian with his aura, would not be able to take a higher posture at this moment.

Xu Qian cast an appreciative look at Han Jun, then he looked straight, and promised Han Zhan: "Mr. Han, rest assured, I will respect and love Han Jun."

"Huh!" Has the round got your respect and love?

Han Zhan raised Han Jun's arm and said, "Go away, your mother is still waiting for us."

Han Jun was dragged by Han Zhan to the concert hall. She hid her hands behind her back and made a move to Xu Qian, beckoning Xu Qian to keep up.

Xu Qian silently followed behind Han Zhan and his daughter, with a humble attitude, without the slightest dominance of the young master of the Xu family.

Today is the day when Han Miao cooperates with the First Symphony Orchestra for the first time, and it is also her debut on the largest stage in China, which is of great significance to Han Miao.

Song Ci valued today's performance very much. She dressed up a bit grandly, wearing a dark blue U-neck long-sleeved dress and a white faux fur on her shoulders.

Although it is artificial leather, the texture is not inferior to real leather, and the fluffy fur makes Song porcelain delicate and luxurious.

Song Ci was not as hostile to Xu Qian as Han Zhan. She knew in her heart that if Han Jun had a good impression of Xu Qian, Xu Qian would be the second son-in-law of the Han family.

To son-in-law, mother-in-law is always kind, and hopes that in the future her daughter will marry her son-in-law, and the son-in-law can respect and love his daughter.

Song porcelain baby Han Jun will also follow baby Xu Qian.

When Xu Qian saw Song Ci, his attitude was more polite and respectful than when he saw Han Zhan. Because he knows very well that Mr. Han's most precious thing is his wife.

It is better to please the mother-in-law than to please the father-in-law. Xu Qian knows how to do it, so as soon as they meet, he adjusts himself to a'honeypot state'.

Xu Qian bent over with Song Ci respectfully, and praised: "Mrs. Han, haven't seen you for many years, you look exactly like what I saw in my childhood, like a fairy."

Song Ci was praised by Xu Qian with a smile, "You kid, I loved sugar when I was young, but now my mouth is really sweet. It seems that eating more sugar is also good."

Han Zhan looked at Song Ci and narrowed his eyes with a smile, and couldn't help feeling amused.

He glanced at Xu Qian intently, and said in a weird manner: "I've heard that Young Master Xu is very capable. He is the most outstanding celestial master of the Xu family in the past 100 years, but I did not expect Young Master Xu to be eloquent.

He suspected that Xu Qian didn't rely on his ability to catch ghosts, but his mouth as sweet as honey. The so-called talking about people and talking nonsense to others, that's nothing more.

Xu Qian would not be stupid enough to argue with his father-in-law.

He pretended to be deaf and dumb and responded to Han Zhan's provocation with silence.

Seeing Xu Qian calm down, Han Zhan was angry and admired at the same time.

It is better to be calm than an impetuous hairy boy.

The four people hold VIP tickets, which are connected together in the second row.

According to the order of seats, Song Ci should sit on the far left, Han Zhan is second from the left, Han Jun is third, and Xu Qian is fourth.

Just as Xu Qian and Han Jun were about to sit down, Han Zhan suddenly took Han Jun's arm and said to her, "Jun Jun, sit by your mother."

Han Jun was about to sit down after pursing his butt, and was abruptly pulled up by his father. She didn't dare to say anything, and honestly went to the first position on the left and sat down.

As a result, the original seat was broken up by Han Zhan, and Han Jun was seated first from the left, Song Ci in second, Han Zhan in third, and Xu Qian in fourth.

After the identification, Mr. Han is the stick that killed the mandarin duck!

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