The Long-awaited Mr Han

Shi Xiaoya looks almost like this comment. In addition to noticing the content of her new video, she has to add a little more to her and Han Zhuoling.

But what can she and Han Zhuoling have?

She really has nothing to say.

So Shi Xiaoya ignored these words, turned off Weibo, and sent the video to station B and public account respectively.

Just after finishing this, she glanced at the time, preparing to do some stretching exercises before going to bed, and then took a rest.

As a result, I just returned to the bedroom and prepared to do it on the carpet.

Shi Xiaoya picked up her cell phone and looked at it as a reminder tone for WeChat.

She clicked on it, it was a red reminder on the icon of the friend application.

Shi Xiaoya switched to the friend application page and saw a new friend application.

Looking at it, the application message has only three simple words: Han Zhuoling.

Shi Xiaoya was taken aback, she and Han Zhuoling had not exchanged any contact information.

No mobile phone number or WeChat.

How did he know her WeChat?

Han Zhuoling was already at home at this time, had already finished taking a bath, put on his pajamas, and leaned comfortably on the bedside.

Outside the window is the bustling night of City B.

Although the stars are no longer visible in the sky, the golden light on the ground is like another star.

Lin Liye and Han Zhuofeng were particularly surprised that he came back so early today.

Looking at Han Zhuoli again when he entered the door, the tie was gone and the coat was on his arm.

In this way, it is still neat in the eyes of others, but it can be placed on Han Zhuoling's body, and it seems to be untrimmed.

"Brother, did you go to the party of Guodian? Why did you come back like this?" Han Zhuofeng asked in surprise, "What about your tie?"

Han Zhuoling subconsciously wanted to pull the tie, but in the end, his fingers pinched an empty space, remembering where the tie fell, he said: "Tie neck tie uncomfortable for a long time, I took it off."

"Return so early today." Although Lin Liye asked Han Zhuoling to help Han Zhuo reduce the burden, he was still very happy to see him come back early. "Did you eat on time at night? Are you hungry now? Have some supper?"

Han Zhuoling thought of the bowl of noodles he had just eaten, and now they are still warm. He said: "No, I ate on time at night. I just ate another bowl of noodles just now, which is good."

"Did you eat in the restaurant outside?" Lin Liye asked, "Is it clean?"

"I made it at home, the taste is very good, and clean." Han Zhuoling explained, "I first take a bath and change clothes."

Lin Liye stared at Han Zhuoling with a stunned expression, and quickly pulled Han Zhuofeng, "Your brother is not normal."

"What's wrong?" Han Zhuofeng puzzled.

Lin Liye glanced at her unlucky son.

If he was n’t young, do n’t worry so much. She now has to worry not only about Han Zhuoling, but also about her personal life.

It's so blinding.

"Which time does your brother usually go home before twelve o'clock?"

Even if there is entertainment, you have to go back to the company to work after eating.

"Now it's less than 11 o'clock, so I came back and didn't say it. And I didn't just eat dinner on time, even supper, where would he usually take care of himself like this?" Lin Liye and Han Zhuofeng counted.

"And you listen to what he said just now? The noodles eaten at midnight are made at home. They are delicious and clean." Lin Liye held Han Zhuofeng's hand excitedly. "My home! It should be said that my home should be ours. . But he did n’t come back to eat, which other home? "