After wearing the book, I took the heroine script

Chapter 32 [Forbidden Stealing]

There was a sudden silence around.

Jiang Miao stood behind Duan Han, his eyes were murderous.

"Haha,? It's okay, it's okay,? Our boss can't destroy the balance of the krypton gold circle."

The little blogger laughed awkwardly, and quickly waved to the cameraman, clicked on the storage and deleted it under Mr. Duan's nose, and didn't even dare to save it in the recycle bin, The camera was handed to him, "Can you see if this is okay?"

It stands to reason that I watched him delete it, and generally it is not necessary to review it.But Duan Han took the camera, checked and checked repeatedly, and even took a picture on the spot to confirm whether the photo would be stored in the cloud.

Cautiously it's almost like clearing mines.

After a thorough inspection, Duan Han returned the camera to the photographer, and said lightly, "Yes. Don't do it again next time."

The little blogger nodded and bowed. He didn't dare to stand up until Mr. Duan left with the two beauties beside him.

The photographer beside him still felt sorry for his camera, but after all, Party A was bowing there like a grandson, and he, a pony boy, couldn't be too prominent.Now when they left, he finally asked wonderingly, "Brother Chen,? What are you afraid of him doing? We haven't broken any laws, have we?"

As for, as for such flattery?It's like a teacher educating poor students.

"I don't know what's going on." The little brother wiped his sweat and sighed, "When I saw him, my legs couldn't help but go limp. If he gave me a stare,? I guess I've already kicked my legs into the hospital by now."

He thought about it for a while, and then replied with emotion, "Probably, this is the coercion of money."

Photographer: "..."

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Duan Han took Jiang Miao and the two to find a temporarily quiet corner and stood there. The aunt looked at Duan Han's broad back all the way, and couldn't help tidying up her hair shyly. My niece has rushed up, "Why are you here?"

Why did he come here? Of course, he came to buy some things to make an apology. By the way, he added to the snack box in the living room. Otherwise, no matter how beautifully decorated the home is, the 'little mother bird' would not be hooked without the bait.

But Jiang Miao's elders were still in front of him, he suppressed his smile, and lifted the things in his hands, "I'm here to buy things, when I came out after paying the bill, I just saw the commotion in front of me, and I saw that it looked like your back, so I stopped by Have a look."

He said he was taking a look along the way, but in fact, he had recognized Jiang Miao's back a long time ago, and he went to intervene when he saw that they seemed to be arguing endlessly with others.

It turned out to be on the way.

Jiang Miao breathed a sigh of relief, "That's it, thank you."

My aunt watched with relish for a long time, and finally couldn't help it anymore. She quietly pushed her niece's arm and kept winking at him, "That handsome guy, thank you for what happened just now... You know our family Miaomiao?"

Jiang Miao immediately clenched her fists: "Ahem, ahem!! My throat is a little dry, and the air conditioner makes my throat a little uncomfortable. Let's go out first."

"Ah?" My aunt was very dissatisfied, "Don't change the subject..."

"I also have a bit of a cold." Duan Han interjected in a timely manner, "How about we talk while walking?"

The auntie changed her face in seconds, clapped her hands and smiled, "Okay, okay."

Jiang Miao: "..."

"Jiang Miao and I are neighbors." As the group walked towards the door, Duan Han explained to his aunt, "He helped me a little bit before, and we got to know each other a little bit after we came and went."

This little aunt looks very well dressed, and recalling that Jiang Miao said before that his family is relatively well-off, it is estimated that working in his family is also trying to hide it from the family...

Duan Han deliberately concealed this part of the facts.

Out of the corner of his eye, Jiang Miao breathed a sigh of relief.

"It turned out to be a neighbor!"

My aunt is quite happy, she is not an insurance salesman, "Hello, hello, I am Miaomiao's sister, my name is Chen Longyu, you can call my English name sana."

As she spoke, she smiled and took her niece's hand, "Is it?"

Jiang Miao: "..."

Life is not easy, the nephew sighed.

The two people were signaling to each other, but Duan Han didn't see anything on the other side, and was at a loss when he heard it.

elder sister?

Isn't it my aunt?

He glanced at Jiang Miao suspiciously, but the other party could not see any expression as he caressed his face, so he could only call along, "Hello, sister."

Chen Longyu's smile faltered for a moment, she smiled awkwardly, with an inexplicable sense of courage that became more and more courageous, "...Hello. Well, do you want to go together later? We have a car..."

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Miao said seriously, "It's not like he doesn't have a car, and he won't go home later, don't you want to go back to your office to get some materials?"

What a joke, it would be a serious mistake for the two of them to meet up here unexpectedly. Fortunately, Chen Longyu has been abroad for many years and doesn't know what his niece's marriage partner looks like, so he can barely get away with it.But if you happen to be bumped into by his mother when you go back...

Gradually feel suffocated.

However, Chen Longyu was not that easy to coax, and it was almost time to go to work. Although she didn't know what Duan Han did, she could understand from what she heard just now that the person in front of her was at least a boss.How can the boss come out at this time to finish shopping and then go back to work?

Could it be that he drove her away on purpose?

She glanced at Jiang Miao suspiciously, "Go shopping after work?"

"...What am I lying to you for? He's a boss who has a lot of time to spare." Jiang Miao pushed Duan Han's elbow bravely, urging, "Do you think so?"

"Yes." Although he didn't know why, he had already shown that he didn't want to let himself get in touch with his family members too much, and Duan Han didn't force him anymore, "I have some business to ask for leave today, but I still have some things to do later , I won’t be going back for now.”

"Okay, okay." After Duan Han said this, Chen Longyu nodded immediately, "Then let's go first, see you later when you are free."

Jiang Miao: "?"

Is there something wrong, auntie?

When the two groups parted ways and the horse-exploding crisis finally subsided for a short time, Chen Longlan didn't even fasten his seat belt as soon as he got in the car, grabbed Jiang Miao's cuff, and asked like a cannonball: "Miaomiao, tell me who is that handsome guy?" Are you chasing you? Are you two boyfriends and girlfriends? Hurry up and tell me, be frank and be lenient and resist strictness, if you don’t tell me, I’ll tell your mother!"

"Not boyfriend and girlfriend!" Jiang Miao was very wronged. "We are just neighbors. We have met a few times before, but our friendship is not deep. And we are both single now, so there is nothing to confess."

"you're lying!"

He didn't lie, but Chen Longyu still curled his lips, "You two live at the opposite door, and he doesn't mean anything to you, so I'm going to wonder if he's gay."

Hearing the last sentence, Jiang Miao broke out in a cold sweat.

...I have to say that sometimes a woman's sixth sense is really accurate.

"There's no such thing as gay or not." He ambiguously argued, "Don't go to England for a few years and just look at Renji, okay? He is a man with normal sexual orientation, but neither of us is ideal for each other. I just don't feel it."

My aunt bowed her head and thought deeply, "Is there such a good thing?"

Jiang Miao: "?"

"You are not his ideal type..." Chen Longyu thought about it carefully, "Could it be that he likes the kind of delicate and pretty ones who can act like a baby?"

"Uh... almost."

Jiang Miao was slightly stuck, and Chen Longyu's words gave him a lot of inspiration.

Yes, what does Duan Han like about him?

Jiang Miao seemed to ask about it once before, but Duan Han just vaguely said that he likes everything, and the next topic was lightly skipped.

Speaking of which, during the past month at Duan Han's house, he has done a lot of things like picking his feet, scratching his nest, and wearing big underpants. If Duan Han is a pure face control, he hasn't felt it yet Disillusionment is also amazing.

...Anyway, he doesn't believe that the shelf life of love can last for a long time with just a face.

Or is it that Duan Han likes his natural and unaffected home style?

"Do you think he eats Western food or Chinese food? By the way, I still don't know his name... Miaomiao, Miaomiao??"

"Ah?" Jiang Miao came back to her senses, "Auntie, what did you just say?"

My aunt didn't pay much attention to his distraction, and said happily: "I'm asking you the name of that handsome guy just now."

"This..." Jiang Miao said vaguely, "I don't know either, I'm not very familiar with him."

"If you don't have a name, then there's no way to inquire about it." Chen Longyu's face flashed with obvious disappointment, but he soon cheered up, clenched a fist with one hand and was full of confidence, "But it's okay, anyway, we are so close. I'll come and see you sometime."

"?"

What?

Jiang Miao was stunned for a moment, and gradually felt that something was wrong, "You don't have to run over, it's so troublesome to go back and forth, I just go home from time to time, and I can go back to accompany my mother."

"Oh, you silly girl." Chen Longyu took his hand and patted it lightly, and laughed, "Do you think I really want to see you? Of course I came to see that handsome guy. It's not like you're close to the water. Yue, if I run here more and create more opportunities, won't he notice me?"

Jiang Miao: "...?"

Wait, is he too stupid? Why does he always have the feeling that he doesn't understand?

Does Auntie mean that she wants to go after Duan Han? ? ?

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Duan Han deliberately opened the window halfway, and when it was five or six o'clock in the evening, the sound of the door opening next door was suddenly very clear in the air, and there was a sound of footsteps.

A woman gave a few words of advice softly, Jiang Miao replied in a low voice, and several people chatted and laughed for a while, then the footsteps slowly went away, and there was a sound of wheels passing by, and the sound gradually dissipated in the air.

Duan Han thought for a moment, unpacked a pack of potato chips and put them on the tea table, then took out a board of medicine from the medicine box, and put a half-drunk glass of water beside it.

Not long after, there was a hasty knock on the door. Duan Han coughed, and before he could answer, he heard the beeping sound of the electronic lock being unlocked safely.

"..."

Jiang Miao walked in in a hurry, quickly locked the door, looked around behind the curtain for a long time, finally breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, walked back and sat down on the sofa.

Duan Han coughed lightly again.

"Huh?" Jiang Miao's gaze fell on him, and she took advantage of the opportunity to see the half-board of pills on the coffee table, and asked unexpectedly, "Have you caught a cold?"

"Ah."

Duan Han raised his fist to cover up and coughed a few more times, and said reservedly, "It should be because the windows were not closed at night and there was some wind. I'll take some medicine and drink some hot water."

Jiang Miao ignored him, and took a medicine board to look at it. It wasn't cold medicine, but ibuprofen painkiller.

Is it a headache?

He sideways asked, "Did you take your temperature?"

"Measured." Duan Han hummed, "37.8 degrees, just took the medicine."

Even though he said so, Jiang Miao was still worried. He took out the cochlear thermometer and measured it, and it jumped to 38 degrees.

"Why is the fever so high?" Jiang Miao was startled, "How about I send you to the hospital to hang water?"

"It's okay, just a little dizzy, everything else is fine."

Duan Han took advantage of the situation and leaned back on the sofa slightly, rubbing the center of his brows, "Maybe it's because the temperature has changed a lot recently, I caught a cold a few days ago, and yesterday the wind blew, and then it recurred."

"Have you been sick a few days ago?"

No, he and Duan Han lived together every day, even if they moved, they would drop by from time to time, if there was a real headache, how could he still not know?

Jiang Miao pushed the time, and probably understood, "I asked for leave a while ago, and you just happened to be sick?"

Duan Han avoided answering, "It's okay, I'm not sick to that extent, just hang on to the water for two or three days and you'll be fine."

...Isn't it serious if you hang it in water for three days?

Isn't it normal for a small cold to drink some hot water and wait for self-healing? Why should I be hospitalized?

Jiang Miao was still in a daze, but suddenly Duan Han gently grabbed her wrist and sat down, "Leave that aside, why did your aunt come here today?"

"Oh... I just moved. My mother and the others are worried, so they just let them come over for a meal and see the environment."

As he spoke, Jiang Miao's eyes fell on the bag of potato chips on the coffee table, and he was a little surprised, "It's you, why did you go to the supermarket to buy snacks today? The dinner is not delicious, and you secretly eat potato chips behind my back?"

"...No." Duan Han paused, and said vaguely, "I don't have an appetite today, and I can't eat anything. I usually see you eating potato chips with relish, so I want to taste it."

Jiang Miao groaned, "Can't eat it? You haven't eaten yet?"

It's already evening now, looking at this cold pot and cold stove, I must have not eaten dinner yet.Isn't it lunch that he can't eat?

It has only been six or seven hours since noon, and he only eats these potato chips? ?

... It's strange that the cold can be cured like this.

Jiang Miao couldn't sit still anymore, stood up and began to roll up her sleeves, "If you can't eat, you have to eat some dinner. Potato chips are nothing. I remember you still have some noodles in your refrigerator. Shall I make you some noodles in clear soup?"

The day before yesterday, I could still eat a small chicken set meal, but now, the treatment of my former employer can only eat noodles in clear soup.

Fortunately, Duan Han is not picky, "Okay, I also want to eat a poached egg."

Jiang Miao's hand in the apron paused slightly, and gave him a blank look, "I'm still ordering."

Having said that, while the pot was boiling water, he still went to the refrigerator to touch the eggs, there were still two.

Duan Han put on his coat and walked slowly into the kitchen, leaning his arms on the glass door.

The water in the small pot boiled gurglingly, and the bubbles were blown to the size of a baby's small fist, then burst open with a snap, and rolled into the rippling boiling water.

Jiang Miao neatly put the noodles into the small pot, and began to wash and cut the onions and mix them with the soup base, as busy as a little bee.

The kitchen was filled with smoke, and the mist from the boiling water enveloped Jiang Miao, like a purple bamboo forest just waking up in the morning, so hazy that it was almost impossible to see the whole picture clearly.

Duan Han leaned on and watched for a long time, and after a while he said in a hoarse voice, "It's been a long time since I've been face-to-face with anyone."

Jiang Miao was busy stirring the soup base, her ears only vaguely heard the general idea, and said without turning her head, "Who are you lying to, they won't let you down when you go to a noodle soup restaurant?"

"...that's not what I'm talking about." Duan Han didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "When I was young, only my grandpa would give me the bottom. My grandma was not good at cooking. Every night when I cried out that I was hungry, my grandpa watched half of it on TV and was wearing clothes. Get up and cook noodles for me, and my grandma joins in the fun, always shouting for an egg."

One egg is not enough, two are needed.

Put on the noodles, so that you can get double hundred every time you take the exam.

Jiang Miao glanced at him and suddenly smiled, "Fuck you, grandpa doesn't have a grandson like you."

Duan Han: "..."

"If you want to eat two poached eggs, just say so. Why are you thinking about the past when you are so messy?" Jiang Miao picked up the eggs in the bowl and knocked them on the edge of the iron pot, and a beautiful egg fell on it. on the water.

He said lightly, "It's a good thing that you still have grandpa cooking noodles for you. My grandparents died when I was born."

Duan Han: "..."

After a while, he whispered, "I'm sorry."

"It's a big deal. You..." Jiang Miao stopped while talking, walked over and patted Duan Han's shoulder vigorously, then squeezed it several times, and said lightly, "It's just too much. Tense, too serious."

Duan Han was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously explained, "I didn't..."

"I look tired."

Jiang Miao didn't listen to his explanation, but just pressed it a few more times.

Although he is often regarded as a woman, his body is still the original man. The pinching these few times is almost sore and unbearable, but there is also an inexplicable refreshing.

Duan Han was pinched a few times, and Jiang Miao was so close to him that he could smell the aroma of noodles on his apron. His tense shoulders immediately relaxed like a balloon that had been punctured. many.

"That's not good."

Jiang Miao showed two small canine teeth, rubbed his head like a child, pressed it several times, and finally patted Duan Han's shirt heavily, and went back to serve the noodles. You still wear shirts at home, aren't you tired or bored?"

Duan Han was silent for a while, then slowly stood up straight, and said slowly, "It's okay."

Jiang Miao gave him a scrutinizing look, with a sense of reproach and urging.

"...a little tired, but I'm used to it."

"Take it off when you're tired. You still wear it when you're uncomfortable. Why don't you wear it to bed? The effect is the same anyway." Jiang Miao began to scold, "Otherwise, what is the pajamas for? Are pajamas only for bed use?"

"……no."

Duan Han suddenly felt like he was back in the third grade of elementary school, because the Chinese composition was poorly written, and the teacher stayed behind to talk about it.

"Look, you're distracted again. I found that you are particularly prone to distraction."

Jiang Miao stopped talking suddenly, sighed softly, put a bowl of hot noodles on the dining table, and set the bowls and chopsticks for him, "Eat quickly, be careful not to burn it."

Duan Han glanced at him quietly, seeing that Mr. Jiang had no intention of admonishing others for the time being, so he sat down, took a mouthful of soup, and blew gently.

"correct."

Jiang Miao looked at the curling mist in front of him, and suddenly said, "What do you like about me?"

"Ok?"

Duan Han puffed and raised his head, asking him with blank eyes.

"Hmm, um." Jiang Miao said while grabbing the bag of potato chips next to her, ate two or three slices, and asked unnaturally, "Aren't you the one who likes me, then what do you like about me? "

Duan Han put down his chopsticks and put them in order, "I..."

"Wait!" Jiang Miao panicked, and suddenly took a shot, "Let's talk about it first, don't say that I am good-looking and have a good personality. How can I not know that I have a good-looking personality? It’s not allowed to like everything, it’s too fake.”

"I like……"

Duan Han paused for a long time, then smiled helplessly, "You have ruled out everything for me, so what else can I say?"

Jiang Miao: "???"

What the hell? ?

"Don't you have a brain? Can't you think of this?"

He was anxious, "Then I have no other advantages besides these two points? I am serious about my work, sincere to my friends, and cook delicious food. Aren't these all my advantages? Why don't you have anything to say? ?”

"Cooking is really delicious." Duan Han said sincerely, "But you really finished talking now."

Jiang Miao: "..."

Aren't you afraid that grandpa and I will kill relatives righteously?

After talking and joking, Duan Han smiled and picked up the spoon again, "Why did you remember to ask me this?"

"Ah...it's nothing."

Jiang Miao was still engrossed in the topic of "no advantages" for herself, and said absently, "Didn't you meet my aunt today? She...she really likes you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Duan Han stopped holding the spoon.

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