After wearing the book, I took the heroine script

Chapter 20

"Brother Duan, when are you coming back? It's almost ten o'clock."

Duan Han didn't wear earphones, but turned on an external amplifier.To Zhao Yuan's ears, it was a young girl who sent text messages to Duan Han, her voice was always a little lazy, as if she was sleepy, but she was still determined to wait for someone to go home.

But obviously Duan Han lives alone.

Even though there was warm light in the room, Zhao Yuan still turned white at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He watched Duan Han holding the phone with his own eyes, he hesitated about what to send, and finally typed a few words to send, before he could reply, he turned the phone back to silent and put it in his pocket.

"Wow, is that your girlfriend?" Zhao Yuan forced a smile, "Sounds so young, or a student?"

Duan Han: "?"

He glanced at Zhao Yuan in surprise, thinking about Jiang Miao's young age, and the fact that his voice was indistinct when it was time to go to bed, it was possible that he could not hear it for a while.

"It's not a girlfriend." He explained briefly, "It's just a friend who borrowed my house. After a while, he found a house and left."

There is no need for Duan Han to lie, if he says he is not a girlfriend, he is definitely not a girlfriend.

"Is she renting a house?" Zhao Yuan breathed a sigh of relief secretly, and immediately became enthusiastic, "I have a good friend who works as an intermediary. If she needs it, I can give her a contact information. My friend will introduce her to her." Great property at a low price.”

"Do not--"

As soon as Duan Han said the words, he thought about it, what if Jiang Miao needs it, so he swallowed the words back, "Then I will ask him later, and if I need it, I will trouble you."

"It's just such a small matter." Zhao Yuan laughed, "We have been classmates for so many years, and you still want to be polite to me?"

Duan Han also smiled.

"By the way, you haven't had dinner since you came back so late, right?" Zhao Yuan suggested, "How about I order some dumplings? I heard from my aunt that you like dumplings the most. Let's chat while eating?"

As soon as he heard Ms. Xu's name, the smile on Duan Han's face faded unknowingly, "No, I've eaten tonight, and I'm not hungry yet. After seeing my dad and making sure he's fine, I'll leave. "

"So fast?" Zhao Yuan was taken aback, and subconsciously looked at the time, "It's almost ten o'clock now, isn't it dangerous for you to drive back?"

"I still have to go to work tomorrow morning." Duan Han waved his hand, "It's only a few ten minutes away."

His attitude was obviously not a whim.

Zhao Yuan instantly remembered the voice just now, and the thought that had just been suppressed gradually resurfaced.

His lips parted slightly, and he really wanted to ask what was his relationship with that female friend, but if he didn't ask a second time, Duan Han would probably get annoyed if he continued.

"How dangerous it is to drive so late." He lowered his eyelids and suddenly proposed, "How about I drive you?"

Duan Han gave him a surprised look, and flatly refused, "No need."

As soon as he saw Duan Han's expression, Zhao Yuan knew that he had said the wrong thing in a moment of impatience.

He is Mr. Duan's personal doctor. Now that his uncle is in a condition, how can he leave?

"I'm just joking with you." He smiled, his tone sounded relaxed, "Then be careful on the road, I'll call you on WeChat if something happens. By the way, isn't your current account on WeChat for work?"

In fact, it is indeed a work WeChat.

Duan Han doesn't have any big or small names, but except for Ms. Xu, Dad and a few relatives who need to communicate, the rest are all friends of the boss for business cooperation. Although the lists of these people are all mixed together, they are surprisingly easy to distinguish ——The ones who have chat records are basically the bosses, and the ones who are lying on the list are basically family members.

Except Ms. Xu and Jiang Miao.

Duan Han thought for a while, then shook his head, "No."

"That's good, I'm afraid I won't be able to get in touch with you outside of work." Zhao Yuan teased, "It's been more than a year since I added you on WeChat, but I didn't see a message from you. I thought this It's a trumpet."

Duan Han answered frankly: "I don't play Moments."

Zhao Yuan was a little surprised.

It's strange to say that the general bosses of game companies should be more fashionable and catch up with trendy terms, after all, they are dealing with Internet users.But Duan Han is different, he doesn't play Moments, doesn't browse b, and even doesn't browse Weibo, all the hot news will be screened from his assistant, and all the news that is finally handed over to him is valuable news.

Ms. Xu also secretly investigated the company that Duan Han is currently in charge of, and finally came back to complain that her son does not seem to be playing games at all. It seems that there are only two kinds of information in his eyes, one can be cashed into financial data, and the other is One is unacceptable waste.

Such a brain is so suitable for coming back to inherit the family property. I don't know what he is thinking. He has to start that small broken company. Wouldn't it be more fulfilling to do finance and real estate?

Zhao Yuan has the same feeling as Aunt Xu now: too reckless.

The two of them chatted briefly again, and Duan Han went upstairs to take a look at his father.

When he pushed the door open, there was a rustling sound on the bed.

Duan Han walked over and saw his father looking soundly asleep, the corner of the phone was exposed from the corner of the quilt, emitting a little glowing light.

He raised his eyebrows, "Dad, are you asleep?"

There was gradually a gentle breathing sound on the bed, and there was a tendency to develop into snoring.

Duan Han smiled helplessly, covered him with the quilt, turned on the eye-protecting lamp by the bed, and quietly closed the door.

"Good night."

he said softly.

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It was eleven o'clock in the evening when Duan Han left Duan's house, and it was already 11:30 when he drove for half an hour to get home.

The light in the living room was still on, the curtains were drawn tightly, and the window in the anti-theft window was opened a crack, revealing a faint sound.

Probably forgot to turn off the projector.

Recently, Jiang Miao has become obsessed with projectors. It just so happens that the largest wall in the house is above the TV wall in the living room. Lying on the soft and spacious sofa to watch the "big screen" and covering it with a small blanket, the coffee table in front of him is ice cold Coke, on the right is a super-sized box of Lay's potato chips and fried chicken, which is so cool that it explodes.

Duan Han pressed the password while covering the sound outlet, the electronic door hummed depressingly, the door was gently pushed open, and he walked into the hall, only to see a group of overlapping mountains lying on the sofa, fluffy From head to tail, the small blanket looks like a huge fox tail.

As expected, the projector was not turned off. Today Jiang Miao watched a hot-blooded animation in China. Although the box office was so-so, the reputation was not bad. In addition, it was produced at a low cost, and the producer's wallet could even hear a jingle.

Duan Han glanced at it, feeling somewhat familiar.

"Well……"

The fox tail on the sofa turned over, kicked twice in the air unconsciously, half of the small blanket was kicked off innocently.Duan Han glanced over, and saw that his cotton short-sleeved pajamas had been rolled up when he fell asleep, revealing a thin waist.

Very white.

Duan Han looked away, walked over to help him cover the blanket again, and wrapped it into a fluffy snow-white tail again.

Jiang Miao was lying beside him, and as long as he lowered his head, he could see his sleeping face with some watermarks on it. His lips were very light and his skin was very fair. His eyebrows and eyelashes.

Maybe it's because I drank too much sesame seeds when I was a child, and it looks fluffy and dense.

Duan Han slowly came back to his senses, turned off the projector, carefully wrapped his arms around his neck and the hollows of his knees, picked him up horizontally, and wanted to send him back to the bedroom.

However, although Jiang Miao slept soundly, she was not heavy. As soon as she felt the movement, she opened her eyelids in a daze, and vaguely saw Duan Han on top of his head.

Jiang Miao: "?"

The temperature of the air conditioner in the living room is a bit low, I don't feel it when I fall asleep, but I start to feel cold when I wake up.He subconsciously moved towards the heat source beside him, and muttered, "You're back..."

Duan Han twisted the doorknob and hummed.

Jiang Miao's eyelids were clenched, and she continued to whisper, "Have you eaten yet..."

Duan Han was afraid that he would get up and cook noodles for himself, so he coaxed him and said, "Eat, eat dumplings."

"Dumplings..." Jiang Miao was in a daze, and didn't know how much he had heard, "Dumplings are made...in the refrigerator...to be cooked..."

After speaking, he tilted his head into the crook of Duan Han's arms, and fell asleep again snoring.

"?"

Duan Han didn't think too much, put him on the bed and put him in a good posture, shook the quilt again, and covered him.

Finally, he turned on the night light and closed the door lightly.

Dumplings...in the fridge...

Duan Han stopped in front of the door for a moment, turned around and walked into the kitchen. There was a post-it note on the refrigerator with a cute little yellow man refrigerator sticker:

clang clang clang clang!

I went to the supermarket today to buy dough and stuffing, and made a lot of dumplings. If I get hungry at night, I can cook them. It’s very convenient.

ps: It’s stuffed with cabbage and pork. Orders will be accepted tomorrow.

Below is a stick figure of the dumpling cooking process, which not only has text guidance, but also some cute kaomoji, such as OvO.

Duan Han bent his lips, took off the post-it note, folded it and put it in his suit pocket, opened the refrigerator, and sure enough, there was a layer of frozen hand-made dumplings. Maybe he didn't find a container for storing dumplings, and there was a piece of theirs underneath. chopping board.

The dumplings were round and round one by one. In order not to stick to the skin, everyone kept a certain distance in an orderly manner, and sat in a neat row, as if waiting for the chief to inspect the military parade.

Much like Jiang Miao's style.

Duan Han was smiling, and was about to bring out the plate of dumplings when he suddenly heard a ding sound from the living room.

Not his phone.

It seems to be Jiang Miao's tablet.

Duan Han was stunned, and wanted to leave him alone, but a series of ding ding sounds followed, as if he was afraid that he would miss it.

He had no choice but to wipe his hands, and walked over to mute the tablet. Unexpectedly, when he lowered his head, he saw several Weibo messages pouring in, and every word was displayed in front of Duan Han.

A fish tofu: ah ah ah Miaomiao I love you so much!

A fish tofu: The little fish drawn is so cute!I want to use it as my avatar! !Never change in this life!

A Fish Tofu: Mrs. Immortal 5555 Miaomiao is good-looking, can cook, and is versatile. She is a treasure in the world!I really want to hide Miaomiao, I will be your girlfriend from today on... [The message has been collapsed, please click into the app to view]

Duan Han's fingers froze in front of the tablet.