His words seemed to have no effect. Hanyu still narrowed his eyes and ignored Han Siyu. Instead, he rubbed into his arms. "Zhao Hanyu, don't blame me for being polite if you don't get up,..." As he said that, he leaned over and kissed Hanyu's lips.

Hanyu was so surprised that she sat upright and gave Han Siyu an annoying look. What kind of evil did she do? She didn't let her sleep peacefully when she was a child, but she still didn't let her sleep peacefully when she grew up. "Okay, can't I get up now?" Hanyu turned over and got out of bed, and found a set of rest clothes in the closet. It looked quite like a couple outfit with Han Siyu. She held the clothes in her hand, but she felt something was wrong. "Hey, Han Siyu, I want to change my clothes, don't you need to avoid it?"

"What's there to avoid? I'll see it sooner or later. It seems that I've seen it a long time ago, not to mention that a woman with an S-shaped body standing in front of me, I'm not interested, let alone a woman with a dry-fried green bean figure like you, so I'm even less interested," Looking at Han Siyu who was casually speaking, Han Yu was so angry that her cheeks suddenly turned red. What about dry-fried green beans? She also had front and back, but she was not as sexy as others. "You damn Han Siyu, go die, you haven't come to me for so many days, and don't call me. I thought you had disappeared," Han Yu jumped in front of Han Siyu and wanted to kick him twice, but he easily stopped: "I'm doing serious things and changed my clothes quickly, time is not waiting for anyone."

"Close your eyes," Han Yu ordered.

"Why," Han Siyu asked naively.

"Close your eyes quickly, otherwise our dry-fried green bean figure will pollute your eyes," Han Siyu smiled uncooperatively when he said to Han Yu, and then closed his eyes obediently and lie on the big bed behind him.

She would never be very angry with him. As long as he just coaxed her, she would not be angry.

"Grandma," when Hanyu went downstairs, everyone had already used breakfast. The old lady was sitting on the leather sofa and reading the newspaper. "Well, early, I woke up. Do you want to go out with Siyu?" The old lady said to Hanyu very gently.

"Well, I woke up. He pulled me out of the quilt by him," Han Yu raised her white and red face and looked at Han Siyu.

"Can grandma allow me to take her out? Seven days have passed." After she came back, Roland gave Han Siyu the order, her grandma kept her at home with her all day, and she couldn't go there.

"Of course, you should take Hanyu out for a walk, date, etc... It's best not to come back until dark," the old lady said happily, but Hanyu was on the side and didn't know what to say, "Grandma."

"I will, let's go first, grandma," Han Siyu stretched out a hand to Han Yu on the sofa.

Looking at the two people who had already walked out of the door, the old lady seemed to remember something and shouted at the backs of them, "Siyu will send Hanyu back early. Grandma will think about it if she doesn't see my baby."

"Old lady, I think Young Master Han and Miss really seem to match each other. They look like a couple at first glance," said Aunt Zhang, who was holding the tea, put down the cup in her hand and looked at the backs of the two people.

"Of course, otherwise, when they were young, how could they say that they were the golden boy and jade girl who were sitting down by Guanyin? Guanyin, by the way, I didn't seem to have burned incense for Guanyin today. I asked Guanyin to bless our family with peace and safety, and it would be better to give birth to a little foreign gold great-grandson for me as soon as possible," Roland said and stood up from the sofa excitedly.

"But old lady, the lady is not married yet. Let's go there to give birth to Xiaojin's great-grandson for you," Zhang's mother kindly reminded.

"Why did you remind me? It's okay. I'll let them get engaged and take the marriage. Then I'll give birth to Xiaojin's great-grandson for me. The master must be very happy to jump out of the coffin when he knew it." Roland looked expectant, "Go, burn incense," ordered Aunt Zhang on the side, singing the yellow plum tune while walking, "The birds on the tree are paired, and the couple both return home. If you plow the fields, I'll weave cloth..."

"Old lady, do you mean to let Young Master Han go to plow the fields and do you go to weave cloth?" Aunt Zhang, who was following behind, asked with a questioning look on the old lady who was twisting the yangge steps and holding the orchid finger.
Chapter completed!