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When he got home, Jin Yu took people directly to his side.

Han Xingjin pointed to the opposite side, "Didn't you ask Aunt Wang to make lamb chops?" The implication was, why not go to the opposite side for dinner.

Jin Yu said with a look of course: "I forgot to tell Aunt Wang that you are back. She has already delivered the cooked food."

Han Xingjin stopped changing his shoes, looked around, and saw that there were already several dishes on the dining table where at most a water glass and a fruit plate were placed.

Jin Yu directly took Han Xingjin's suitcase and bags to his bedroom, put on comfortable home clothes, and said to Han Xingjin, who was stunned at the door, "Don't you want to change into a different dress?"

Han Xingjin didn't understand why Jin Yu could deliver her things to the bedroom so naturally and smoothly.

Han Xingjin pointed to Jin Yu's bedroom, pointed to the opposite side, and quickly pointed to himself, "How about I go back and change?"

Jin Yu touched the dishes on the table, and put the dishes that had no temperature in the steamer and oven respectively to reheat the dishes.

"Why did you tell Aunt Wang that you didn't notify the driver to pick you up when you came back suddenly?"

Jin Yu said a word, Han Xingjin was speechless, yes, she couldn't explain why she came back suddenly.

Aunt Wang knew that she was back, which meant that Han Meiyi knew.

Although Han Meiyi knew about her and Jin Yu's affairs, and reluctantly agreed, but only reluctantly.

Let me ask, whose parents would be happy to know that their daughter traveled thousands of miles in winter to give a surprise to her boyfriend?

Jin Yu grabbed Han Xingjin's hesitation for a second and pulled Han Xingjin to the door of the master bedroom.

Han Xingjin also thought about it, but it wasn't the first time he came back to his bedroom, so hypocritical.

Jin Yu specially asked Aunt Wang to add two dishes, and Han Xingjin was also controlling his diet at night, so even though Aunt Wang prepared dinner according to Jin Yu's amount, the two of them did not feel that it was too little.

It was late after dinner, but Jin Yu also brought some work back to do it.

Jin Yu prepared a fruit plate for Han Xingjin, and sat in the living room, wearing golden eyes and holding a tablet in his hand, very focused. One sits cross-legged on the rug in front of the sofa and leans on the other's lap, watching an old high-rated movie.

Han Xingjin turned his head to look at Jin Yu, the long-sleeved home clothes were buttoned up to the top, so they were covered tightly, and the sleeves were not even rolled up, but Han Xingjin felt very indebted, and his mouth was dry for a while. .

Han Xingjin quickly grabbed two grapes and stuffed them into his mouth, the sweet and sour pulp exploded in his mouth, just like Han Xingjin's sweet and sour heart.

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Han Xingjin turned off the projection and stood up abruptly. Jin Yu was shocked by her sudden action and asked, "What's the matter? My side is over soon."

Jin Yu only thought that Han Xingjin was angry, and thought he was too. He came all the way to find him, but he still had to work.

But there was no way. He got some news from Huo Xiao, and he planned to spare a few days. As a result, the workload would surge.

Han Xingjin shook his head, "It's alright, I'm going to wash up first, I didn't take off my makeup well when taking pictures today."

That's true, she put on heavy makeup for the photo, and the photographer took two more sets of makeup on her head, which caused her makeup to be removed with makeup remover wipes on the way to the airport, and then simply washed in the bathroom of the waiting hall after the security check. wash your face.

The whole face can only be said that the makeup is removed, and the lack is not thorough enough.

Han Xingjin needs to calm down, she must be so hot because the heating at home is too high.

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

to this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin~www.novelmt.com~ The main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the **** Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with a faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but it quickly relaxed.

There is almost no way to clean the **** smell of everyone in Zhen Mosi.