The Long-awaited Mr Han

"Yesterday Xiaoya's parents and brother went to see our house, so we are here today." Han Zhuolin explained.

The old lady was busy and asked, "How is it? What about Xiaoya's parents? Are you upset about living with you?"

"No." Han Zhuoling said with a smile, "They just heard that we got through the upper and lower floors, so I was curious to see it."

The old lady nodded, knowing that even Shi Xiaoya's parents disagreed, but with Han Zhuoling's ability, they could coax them no longer opposed.

"Grandma, Zhuo Ling said that a lot of his photos were put here." Shi Xiaoya said, "Can you see it?"

"Okay!" The old lady immediately called Aunt Sun.

After a while, he came out with a stack of photo albums.

"Look at it slowly, and then, when you finish reading, I'll get it for you." The old lady said with a smile.

Shi Xiaoya picked up a copy and looked at it.

They were all placed in order, and the old lady took them out intact.

Therefore, according to Han Zhuoling's age, stacked one by one.

So the first book of Shi Xiaoya was what Han Zhuoling looked like when he was a baby.

When the baby was born, his expression was almost the same.

Anyway, it is to sleep, to sleep, even if the eyes are open, there is no other expression, just staring at a pair of big, ignorant eyes.

But when he came to Han Zhuoling, somehow, he could see the cold in the photos of his little baby.

The little baby in the photo was expressionless and extremely serious.

Shi Xiaoya turned to look at him, "So you have been so serious since childhood."

Han Zhuoling corrected: "I am serious and rigorous."

Shi Xiaoya: "Yes yes."

Serious and rigorous!

The old lady looked at her and said that she could beautify herself.

How can you find a girlfriend at this age?

Really!

Shi Xiaoya turned down one by one.

Turning to one of them, Han Zhuoling looked like he was twelve or three years old.

In a shopping mall, behind him is like a children's playground in the mall.

Because they are all places more than ten years ago, even now the mall is still there, but the playground is long gone.

Han Zhuoling was standing in front of a statue of Mickey Mouse at the entrance of the playground.

There were two little boys shorter than him.

Three people standing in line, like a mobile phone signal, arranged from high to low.

"This is you." Shi Xiaoya pointed to the highest one and recognized it at a glance, and there was indeed a shadow of Han Zhuoling on the tender face.

Now Han Zhuoling's overbearing president Fan Er.

In the photo, his expression is still serious, and there is a little frown.

It seems very dissatisfied with being taken to take pictures.

That expression was exactly the same as his adult appearance.

It's just that this expression on his face when he is an adult makes him very cold and makes people retreat.

But on the face of a beautiful young boy with a beautiful face, he clearly made a face of an adult when he was obviously young, and he looked very cute.

The old lady saw this picture and said with a smile: "This was taken when Zhuo Ling was 12 years old. It happened to be the summer vacation when he graduated from elementary school."

"I still remember, when I wanted to bring them into the playground, Zhuo Lingfei said that it was childish." The old lady said with a smile, "You don't know his disgusting appearance, but it's interesting. It's also strange, since he was a child I do n’t like to play with it, I always say it ’s naive. If you want to take a picture of him, he looks like he ’s disgusted. ”