Sensing the beautiful woman's gaze, Jiang Han looked up.
With an expression and tone that he did not have at his age, he said with concern,"Auntie Song, sit down obediently. The hangover soup is almost ready.”
Song Qian grunted in response.
Listening to his manly care, she was touched and amused.
This kid.
He was so young, yet he was talking to her in such a tone.
He was really a little mischievous.
However, she was savoring Jiang Han's concern.
It made Song Qian's nose turn sour.
It was a long time.
She had never been cared for like this by a male god.
Ever since the divorce, she had given all her love to Qiao Yingzi, but no one remembered her.
She was also a woman.
She also had the right to act coquettishly and cutely in front of the man she loved.
But all these years, she had never been cared for like this by a man.
Who could understand the sorrow in his heart?
Looking at Jiang Han's tall and broad back, Song Qian inadvertently revealed the tenderness of a little woman.
However, when she came back to her senses, she felt ashamed.
Heavens.
How could she have compassion for a child?
Subconsciously, Song Qian's face was boiling hot.
She covered her face and hurriedly fled the kitchen, as if afraid that Jiang Han would see her.
Actually, Jiang Han had seen all of this clearly.
Through the reflection of the stainless steel range hood, he saw Song Qian's movements.
Although Jiang Han didn't make a move, the corners of his mouth curled up into a devilish smile.
This future mother-in-law was too cute.
Song Qian ran back to the living room absentmindedly.
While Jiang Han was still cooking soup for her, Song Qian took the remote control and started watching television.
Perhaps the TV program was too boring.
She unintentionally rummaged through the drawer.
It was full of discs.
The four famous novels in the country, the Three Kingdoms, Water Margins, Journey to the West, and Dream of the Red Chamber, as well as various literary films.
Jane Eyre, Crime and Punishment, Faust, Hamlet, and so on.
"As expected of a 147-year-old Chinese student. She's so obsessed with literary classics and even television dramas.”
Song Qian murmured, becoming more and more curious about this handsome boy.
However, when he was looking for it.
He accidentally flipped to a few discs of anime characters.
She picked it up and glanced at it.
"Void of Fate?"
"What kind of animation is this?"
Song Qian flipped through it, but she did not understand what was going on.
She turned back to look at the kitchen.
Jiang Han was still busy.
Although it was not good to rummage through other people's things, Song Qian could not help but want to understand this big boy.
If he could figure out his habits, he might be able to find a better way for Yingzi to learn.
His results were even better.
If Jiang Han came out later and saw it, he would just pretend to be drunk.
She believed that this warm boy would not blame her.
With this thought, Song Qian successfully convinced herself.
She skillfully opened the CD and played it.
The animation slowly played, and everything looked very normal.
Song Qian guessed that this was nothing more than a plain and warm family cartoon.
Therefore, she decided to multiply the number and watch selectively.
Soon, it was the fourth episode.
Song Qian suddenly came to her senses when she saw the strange scene.
This wasn't a warm-hearted animation at all!
Song Qian's pretty face blushed as she watched the scene on the television.
Just as she was about to pick up the remote control to turn off the television, Jiang Han's voice came from behind her.
"Auntie Song, the hangover soup is ready. Come and drink it.”
Hearing Jiang Han's voice, Song Qian quivered and got up from the sofa.
She quickly went to get the remote control on the tea table.
However, she suddenly woke up from her sleep, causing the blood supply to her brain to slow down, causing her to feel dizzy.
In addition, he was still a little tipsy.
She staggered and fell onto the back of the sofa.
At this moment.
Boundless glory…
Jiang Han was a little stunned, but he quickly closed his eyes.
Do not look at evil, do not look at evil…
Holding the hangover soup, he watched TV and then looked at Song Qian who was lying on the sofa.
* Cough cough *
"Auntie Song Qian, have some soup."
Jiang Han took a deep breath to calm himself down.
Song Qian finally regained her senses.
He quickly got up from the sofa, grabbed the remote control, and pressed it.
Finally, he closed this sinful scene.
However, the quiet living room was silent.
Other than her eyebrows, there was only endless awkwardness.
Heavens.
She was a dignified and virtuous auntie, but this big boy actually found out that she was watching this kind of animation.
How was she going to face Jiang Han in the future?
This time, he could not clear his name even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
But…but…
Why would Jiang Han have such a cartoon at home?
Song Qian's face was red all the way to her neck. It was as red as silk, as if blood was about to drip out.
At this moment, it added a bit of Song Qian's unique flavor, causing Jiang Han to be stunned for a while.
"Jiang…Jiang Han…I didn't mean to go through your things. I'm sorry…"
Song Qian lowered her head and did not dare to look at Jiang Han. Instead, she spoke in an apologetic tone.
Jiang Han rubbed his nose.
Actually, he was the one who was embarrassed.
Who knew if this was a system or an LSP? The CD at home was actually equipped with Brother Cheng.
It was really…
That was too interesting.
However, he did not know that Song Qian had actually dug it out.
At this moment, Jiang Han wanted to ask the Great Fairy,""Auntie Song Qian, is it okay for you to rummage through the things of a boy who lives alone?”
If he accidentally found something incredible…
No…
Although she thought so in her heart, she could not say it out loud.
Jiang Han shrugged and smiled indifferently."It's okay, Auntie Song. These are the things left behind by the previous owner of the house. Actually, I planned to throw them away.”
Hearing this, Song Qian heaved a sigh of relief.
It seemed that she had misunderstood this handsome boy.
She slowly raised her head and focused her gaze on Jiang Han.
"Ah!"
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