Han Ji pulled Ai Zhiyin back upstairs.

The two entered the bedroom.

Ai Zhiyin shook Han Ji's hand away, "What are you doing? The elders downstairs are watching!"

Han Ji's eyes were deep, as if he was angry, "This is the Han family, not Kan Tong's family, so don't let her come in the future."

"Why?" Ai Zhiyin was puzzled: "Han Ji, what's going on with you? Kan Tong also came here before, why didn't you see you have any opinions? Why are you now..."

"I just hate her," Han Ji said, "This is my home. I don't want her to come, can't you?"

Ai Zhiyin was stunned.

I was completely surprised that Han Ji was so irritable and unreasonable.

He was not like this before.

Han Ji felt his misconduct from Ai Zhiyin's surprised gaze, and he immediately apologized.

"I'm sorry," Han Ji was upset and depressed. He stroked his forehead. He had a anxious fire in his heart and had nowhere to vent, but he could only bear it. In a distracted state, he sat on the edge of the bed powerlessly, "I didn't want to quarrel with you, nor did I want to lose my temper with you...I..."

"You are just losing your temper at me," said Ai Zhiyin.

"I know," Han Ji was anxious, "So, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it."

Ai Zhiyin looked at the strange Han Ji and said, "What do you want to say can be said generously. What did Kan Tong do to make you unhappy. If she really did something wrong, as my sister, I can apologize to you on her behalf."

"It has nothing to do with you, why are you apologizing?" Han Ji reached out and pulled Ai Zhiyin.

Ai Zhiyin was skeptical and sat down side by side with him.

Han Ji said nothing and turned around and hugged Ai Zhiyin tightly.

Ai Zhiyin was confused and felt that his neck was tightly wrapped around him, and even breathing was a little difficult.

"What's wrong?" Ai Zhiyin gently patted Han Ji's back.

Han Ji has been very strange these days.

Sometimes he is very irritable and loses his temper for no reason, and sometimes he is very fragile and is not even as good as a child.

At first, Ai Zhiyin thought it was a job, but later she felt that Han Yu put too much pressure on him. Now, it seems that this is not the case.

Han Ji did not answer Ai Zhiyin's question, but said: "It's nothing, let me hug you for a while?"

Ai Zhiyin was so amused and asked, "Are you acting cute?"

I thought this kind of teasing would stimulate Han Ji and make him let go immediately, but Han Ji not only did not let go, but instead said, "Just think that's it."

Ai Zhiyin was stunned for a moment and suddenly laughed and said, "Why are you not as good as Haoxuan?"

Han Haoxuan doesn't act coquettishly with her now.

Han Ji didn't say anything, and hugged him tightly.

Ai Zhiyin had no choice but to let Han Ji hold him.

"Come up early in the evening," Han Ji said suddenly.

"Hmm?" Ai Zhiyin didn't understand.

"I want..." Han Ji said halfway, and turned around and bit Ai Zhiyin's earlobe.

She understood Han Ji's meaning in seconds, and her face instantly turned red.

Han Ji means that when you finish the aftermath work after dinner in the evening, you should go upstairs to "do things" early.

Ai Zhiyin's earlobe was so itchy that she turned her head and frowned at him, "You are so direct now, what's the point?"

Not even hints.

This is not his previous style.

"You have to mind, then I won't rely on it anymore," Han Ji deliberately approached Ai Zhiyin's ear and whispered: "Prove it with actions?"

Ai Zhiyinqi smiled and pushed him, his face flushed.

Han Ji grabbed her hand, pressed it on her chest, and hugged her together, "There's something else."

"What's the matter?" Ai Zhiyin asked.

"You are not allowed to be too good to Han Jue in the future."

Ai Zhiyin didn't understand, "How to say it?"

Han Ji: "I don't like it."

Ai Zhiyin understood Han Ji's thoughts a little. She smiled slightly and agreed helplessly, "Okay, I won't care about him anymore."

Han Ji was relieved, but he still reminded, "Don't give him some small meals in the future, nor do you prepare any of them for him."

Ai Zhiyin: "What does it mean to have something or not? There are just so many things in the kitchen, and he likes them, so it's nothing to take them away, right?"

Han Ji: "No, he wants to take it away and let him take it himself."

Ai Zhiyin had no choice but to say: "Okay, I won't give him more food at home from now on, I will give it to you. Can I take it away? Take it away for you."

Han Ji: "I won't leave, what are you bringing me?"

Ai Zhiyin: "That much food has to be processed, how much waste is it if it is poured?"

Han Ji thought for a while: "Then I will eat it all. I won't leave any for him."

Ai Zhiyin laughed and joked, "When did you become a living person?"

Han Ji: "…"

Ai Zhiyin patted Han Ji on the back.

I thought to myself, why did Han Ji suddenly become cute?

That's right, it's cute.

And it's childish and cute.

Even Han Haoxuan knew how to share it with Han Haojie, but Han Ji was still competing for food with his younger brother.

Before supper.

Han Jue received a call.

After calling, he said goodbye and left.

Han Jue's mother stopped him and asked Mrs. Liu to bring the packaged dishes over and ask him to take them away.

Han Jue took it and thanked him and left.

"Why is this child still in a hurry?" Han Jue's mother complained.

Ai Zhiyin laughed and said, "Dingce looks a little anxious, but not nervous, and even more so. I feel it's definitely not a job phone."

Han Jue's mother looked at Ai Zhiyin and asked, "He won't really..."

Ai Zhiyin: "It's hard to say. But Dingce is not young anymore, and it's normal to have someone you like. I guess it's still in an ambiguous period and it's not decided. It's hard to tell you now. I've just kept it from you. I'll know if I'll check it out in a few days? When I can tell you, he will definitely tell you and Uncle Fourth."

Han Jue's mother was suddenly a little relieved, "Okay, if he really could think about his own affairs, he would not worry about his father and I."

But Han Ji secretly pinched Ai Zhiyin's waist, with his teeth harsh, and whispered to Ai Zhiyin: "How do you understand Han Jue so much?"

Ai Zhiyin: "I... have observed him a lot."

Han Ji: "What are you observing him to do?"

Ai Zhiyin: "It's nothing. I won't care about him anymore."

Han Ji pinched Ai Zhiyin's waist unwillingly.

Ai Zhiyin frowned slightly in pain.

***

When Han Jue left home.

The rain has stopped.

Walking out of the gate, not far.

He saw a thin figure sitting on the side of the road in a raincoat.

Han Jue felt a little headache for a moment.

He stepped forward a few steps, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Zhou Mo raised his head and immediately stood up, "Fifth Brother." She greeted her.

Han Jue glanced at the door, pulled her by the arm, and took her away a few steps away, "Han Chen asked you to go back, why are you still here? Don't worry, he is very good. He probably will be able to release it in a few days."

Zhou Mo: "That's what he said."

Han Jue was confused for a moment.

Zhou Mo: "He called me in the morning."

Han Jue was stunned, "How is it possible? Who helped? Aunt Wu?"
Chapter completed!